That night, after Zhou Zhiruo finished washing, she returned to her room first. The place where she lived was the best house in the city.
After Zhou Zhiruo entered the city, she fell in love with this place at first sight. She first ordered the killing of most of the Japanese in the mansion, leaving only a few maids to boil water for bathing. However, after those maids boiled the bath water in fear, Zhou Zhiruo killed them with a sword.
All of this happened so naturally, as if she hadn't done it herself.
If this were a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, she would probably feel guilty if she hurt one of their fingers for no reason. However, in front of the Japanese, she did not feel any guilt, and even she herself found it strange.
There was a moment when Zhou Zhiruo thought that it would be good if she could feel a little guilty. She had killed so many innocent people for no reason, but how could she not feel anything at all?
However, she spent a long time brewing her emotions but just didn't feel anything. But later, she comforted herself that killing dozens of innocent people was nothing, after all, Zhang Wuji was going to massacre the city.
It would be more comfortable for those people to die in their own hands. If they were caught by the Ming army soldiers, they would only die more miserably, especially those beautiful Japanese maids.
Zhou Zhiruo looked around the huge room carefully and suddenly felt that the Japanese room was very strange. Their beds, or perhaps they could not be called beds, were like several layers of bedding spread directly on the ground.
However, the door of the Japanese room also made her feel uncomfortable. It was a strange sliding door. In short, there was nothing in the room that pleased her.
But at this moment, a red candle caught her attention.
Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have thought of something. She slowly walked towards the red candle, and her beautiful face gradually turned red with shame.
She gently picked up the red candle, then stretched out her white wrist. The red candle tilted, and a drop of wax gently fell on her white wrist.
It's a little hot, but just a little hot, and it's not painful at all.
"It seems okay!"
However, just when Zhou Zhiruo wanted to continue trying, the door of the room was opened. Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously turned her head and saw Zhang Wuji walking in with Yu Fei in his arms.
The two of them had just finished bathing, but when Zhou Zhiruo saw this, she hurriedly put the red candle back on the candlestick.
To be honest, there was nothing wrong with this action. If Zhou Zhiruo could be more natural, no one would notice anything wrong. But the strange thing was that her action just now was too hasty.
"Sister Zhou, what are you doing?"
Yu Fei struggled a little and broke free from Zhang Wuji's arms. She didn't care that her clothes were in disarray and she didn't even have shoes on, and she hurried to Zhou Zhiruo.
"Sister Zhou, you, you are shameless."
Zhou Zhiruo felt a little guilty, but still pretended to be calm: "I, I'm not shameless. The candlelight was just too dim just now. I just fiddled with the wick."
Although Zhou Zhiruo said this, she still put one of her hands behind her back.
Yu Fei said seriously: "Sister Zhou, Sister Min'er and the others used to say that you were just pretending to be innocent on the surface, but in fact you were full of dirty thoughts."
"At first, I didn't believe what they said, but now I have seen it with my own eyes."
As he spoke, Yu Fei grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's wrist, which she had just put behind her back.
"Brother Wuji, come and see, the evidence is on Sister Zhou's wrist. Don't let her have the chance to destroy the body."
It was rare for Zhang Wuji to see Zhou Zhiruo like this, so naturally he wanted to have some fun with her.
The two of them quickly held Zhou Zhiruo down, and then they saw clearly the drop of wax on her wrist.
"Zhiruo, there are witnesses and evidence, what else do you have to say?"
Zhou Zhiruo suddenly felt that she had suffered a great injustice. She wanted to break free from the clutches of Zhang Wuji and Yu Fei. She wanted to escape, but it was impossible. So, she could only pretend to be very angry.
"Zhang Wuji, let me go. You have to know that some things may not be true even if you see them with your own eyes. You can doubt anyone, but you must never doubt me. Things are not what you think at all."
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "Zhiruo, I don't care what you think. Anyway, I saw it. Your biggest mistake tonight was that you shouldn't have tried these things with your own hands. You are disrespecting me by doing this."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo was so angry that she laughed out loud, but after laughing, she continued to pretend to be angry.
"Zhang Wuji, it's not what you think. You can't wrongly accuse me. If you continue to wrongly accuse me, I will immediately return to the Ming Dynasty and never talk to you again."
Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "You want to leave? Have you forgotten that when we die, we will be buried in the same pit?"
"Miss Yu, go get the candles."
After hearing this, Yu Fei really wanted to get the candle. Now, Zhou Zhiruo was completely panicked.
"No, no, Wuji, listen to me, don't do that to me, please, don't..."
"It's wartime now, you can't treat me like that. Go back to Ming Dynasty, go back to Ming Dynasty, okay?"
There was an almost pleading look on Zhou Zhiruo's face, and Zhang Wuji saw it and felt a little distressed in his heart.
So, he quickly comforted her: "Zhiruo, look how nervous you are. We have been married for ten years. I can't bear to let you suffer any injustice."
"But we have agreed that you have just promised in person that we will deal with the candle matter after we return to Ming Dynasty."
At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo dared not refuse. Some things, even if they were unavoidable, had to be delayed as much as possible. If such a day really came, it would naturally be easier to accept after returning to the Ming Dynasty.
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Looking at Tokyo City, Zhang Wuji had only been gone for a few days, but Zhao Min had already used the same method to kill nearly 200,000 Japanese civilians.
Zhao Linger handed a cup of warm tea to Zhao Min: "Sister Min'er, what are you thinking about?"
After Zhao Min took the warm tea, she said, "In recent days, when the Japanese people attacked Tokyo City, many of them actually lay down under the city and pretended to be dead. The Japanese soldiers on the city ignored them after seeing them pretending to be dead. We must find a way to stop this bad habit, otherwise it will only encourage the evil tendencies of the Japanese."
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