At this time, Zhao Linger was very envious of Zhu'er and Han Zhao.
Among Zhang Wuji's women, these two are the most free and carefree.
They don't care about military affairs.
They didn't say a word about policy matters.
The two of them were just silently waiting for their men.
But at this moment, Han Zhao said cautiously: "The young master has been gone for almost a month. Is it possible that he encountered some trouble?"
Han Zhao's words were already very tactful.
But even in these euphemistic words, Zhao Linger could still hear the endless worry in her heart.
Zhao Linger smiled and said: "Sister Han, the young master is only in his twenties this year."
"Some people say that a man remains a boy until his death, let alone Zhang Wuji now."
"He has Zhou Zhiruo and my junior sister by his side, so it's not surprising that he stays outside for a while."
Zhu'er pouted and said unhappily: "I haven't thought about what kind of trouble Brother Wuji might encounter recently, because I dare not think about it."
"I think the reason why Brother Wuji hasn't come back yet is because he was seduced by that vixen Zhou Zhiruo. Otherwise, Brother Wuji would have come back long ago."
Zhao Linger smiled and said: "Sister Zhu'er, Sister Zhou is not here now, and you are still saying bad things about her. Be careful when she comes back, or I will report you."
Zhu'er said nonchalantly: "Sister Zhao, we have to choose a vixen among the sisters. If Zhou Zhiruo doesn't do it, then your good junior sister will have to do it."
"There has to be someone to be our punching bag, otherwise, we would be so bored in our daily lives."
Zhu'er's point of view made Zhao Linger a little at a loss, while Han Zhao was laughing on the side.
Zhao Linger looked at Han Zhao: "Miss Han, do you always think so?"
Han Zhao quickly said, "Sister, Miss Zhu'er is right. There has to be someone to be our punching bag."
"If the three of us didn't even have anyone to complain to, how boring it would be."
"What's more, we don't have any bad intentions. We just want to satisfy our hunger. Even Sister Zhou is probably used to it."
Zhao Linger said helplessly: "My two sisters, it's a good thing that the three of us meet every day, otherwise, you might say bad things about me behind my back."
Han Zhao quickly said: "Sister, what are you saying? I swear to God, Miss Zhu'er and I have never said anything bad about you."
…
Zhou Zhiruo, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed several times in a row.
"Achoo, Achoo, Achoo."
"Damn it, it must be that stinky girl Zhu'er who is saying bad things about me."
Zhang Wuji quickly said: "Zhiruo, you are wronging Zhu'er again. Zhu'er is still in Jinyang now."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "If I don't wrong her, who else can I wrong? Zhu'er and I can still say bad things about each other, which means there is no conflict between us."
"If one day you no longer hear each other's names from our mouths, then there really is a problem between us."
Yu Fei on the side said: "Sister Zhou's words are very philosophical. If you think about it carefully, it is indeed the truth."
Zhang Wuji quickly said: "Miss Yu, don't learn these crooked ideas from Zhiruo. If you want to learn, learn from your senior sister."
Zhou Zhiruo sighed: "Alas... I am alone and I didn't expect that even you, Zhang Wuji, would not speak to me anymore."
"On the way back to Jinyang, I will take a good look to see if there is a temple. As a poor woman like me who has no one to love and care for me, it is better for me to become a nun as soon as possible, so as not to offend you, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."
Zhang Wuji hurriedly said: "You dare! Zhiruo, if you dare to set foot in that kind of place in your life, I will kill all the monks in the world, and then you will be the culprit."
…
Zhang Wuji and his two companions played as they walked along the way. Ten days later at noon, they finally returned to Jinyang.
At the foot of Jinyang City, Zhang Wuji said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Zhiruo, do you think the three of us have been out for too long this time?"
Zhou Zhiruo said: "It's okay, it's only been more than a month, so it's not that long."
Zhang Wuji asked again: "Then do you think my sister will blame me?"
Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at Zhang Wuji and said, "Useless thing. You are the emperor, why should you be afraid of her?"
"Besides, with Zhao Linger's personality, she will only ask about your well-being, and she probably won't say anything extra."
"In Zhao Linger's eyes, you are almost perfect. Unless you continue to do many things that make her sad, she will always be like this."
Yu Fei on the side said: "Sister Zhou seems to know my senior sister very well."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "If I can't even see such superficial things, then I am really useless."
"Let me put this here first. When we return home later, it will be that naughty girl Zhu'er who will jump into Zhang Wuji's arms first."
"Then, she said with tears in her eyes, 'Brother Wuji, why did you come back just now? I miss you so much,' and so on."
"As for Han Zhao, he will probably stand aside first, while Zhao Linger will quickly ask someone to prepare a table of good wine and food."
Yu Fei smiled and said, "Sister Zhou knows everyone very well. So, tell me, if I hadn't seen the young master for more than a month, what would my expression be?"
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Yu Fei: "You? You would jump into Zhang Wuji's arms before Zhu'er, and then she said to Zhang Wuji with tears in her eyes, 'Sir, I miss you so much. Next time you go out, you must take me with you.'"
After hearing Zhou Zhiruo's guess, Yu Fei laughed and said: "Sister Zhou, am I as despicable as you said? You said that I would throw myself into the arms of the young master, and I believe it."
"But what comes after that is a bit far-fetched."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "Whether it is a lie or not, we will know in a moment. Just wait and see if my guesses about your three senior sisters are correct."
…
A moment later, Zhang Wuji and the other two returned to their mansion in Jinyang City.
At this moment, because it was noon, Zhao Linger, Zhu'er and Han Zhao were sitting together having lunch.
"I'm back".
A familiar voice disrupted the thoughts of the three of them.
Zhu'er put down the chopsticks in her hand and ran towards Zhang Wuji.
She threw herself into Zhang Wuji's arms: "Brother Wuji, why did you come back just now? I missed you so much."
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