Today, Zhang Wuji really wanted to be with Zhao Min. To be honest, Zhao Min also wanted to be with him. After all, she was not yet 30 years old, which was the age when she was as vigorous as a wolf and a tiger. But in the end, she still rejected Zhang Wuji.
It is better not to do these things during wartime. Zhang Wuji was obviously a little disappointed.
Zhao Min felt a little bit reluctant when she saw this. After all, he was her own man. In the end, Zhao Min agreed that as long as he could take over Tokyo City, she would let him do as he pleased for a while.
After hearing this, what else could Zhang Wuji say except "It's a deal"?
However, what Zhao Min said naturally had to be counted. She said she would let Zhang Wuji do as he pleased, and she would definitely let him do as he pleased. Zhao Min was even looking forward to that moment. She wanted to see how capable Zhang Wuji was.
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Although Zhao Min rejected Zhang Wuji, not all women would dare to do so at this moment.
Taking advantage of the great victory he had just won, Zhang Wuji thought for a moment and decided that since Zhao Min was unwilling, he would just look for Longze and Aoi.
After all, they were both Japanese before, and they had just won a battle and killed so many Japanese. It would not be good to just leave them aside.
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Two hours later, Aoi and Longze snuggled up to Zhang Wuji. At this moment, they both felt that they were the happiest women in the world.
Long Ze's brows were full of tenderness. Apart from Zhang Wuji, there was no other man in the world who could catch her eye: "Your Majesty, you are really brave. My sister and I can hardly withstand you."
Thinking back to what happened just now, Zhang Wuji actually felt a little guilty: "Long'er, was I too much just now? Blame me. Next time, I will never be so reckless again."
The sound of "Long'er" melted Long Ze's heart.
"Your Majesty, you are not going too far. On the contrary, my sister and I feel that you are too gentle to us. We are not as fragile as you think. If you have any ideas in your mind, you can express them. We, we can handle it."
When Long Ze finished saying this, his cheeks were already flushed with embarrassment.
After hearing this, Zhang Wuji felt an urge to keep trying.
"Long'er, you said this..."
After a moment, the melodious sound of the oriole's song was heard again.
At this moment, it was already late at night and everyone was asleep.
Not far away, in Zhou Zhiruo's tent, she said with some impatience: "It's too much, why did it start again? It's been so long."
Zhao Linger, who was sleeping with her, smiled and said, "Sister Zhiruo, what's wrong with you?"
"Isn't this a very normal thing for our young master?"
Zhou Zhiruo said: "No, it's not."
"I know the time of that enemy very well. If he had stopped before, it would have been just right, but now it has obviously been extended."
Zhao Linger couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Haha, could it be that my sister is jealous?"
Zhou Zhiruo gave Zhao Linger a fierce look: "Jealous? I'm not jealous at all, I'm just worried."
"That bastard is now thirty years old. Although he has achieved great accomplishments, he cannot be so unrestrained. From tomorrow on, I will take good care of him. Otherwise, so many women like us will harm him to death."
Zhao Linger thought for a moment: "Sister Zhiruo, it's rare that we just won a big victory. The young master is happy and wants to play for a while longer. Just let her do what she wants. As for your request for the young master to exercise restraint, now that I think about it, it seems that it's still a little early. Let's wait a little longer, maybe three to five years."
"At the very least, we have to wait until the situation in Japan has completely calmed down."
"As for now, just indulge yourself a little."
"After all, our man is the emperor, and he has very few girls around him. If you don't let him eat to his heart's content, I'm afraid I'll feel sorry for him again."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo glared at Zhao Linger hatefully and said, "You are just too pampering that enemy. Men, especially capable men, need to be restrained."
"If there are no women to supervise them, they will probably become more and more excessive."
"Besides, I also know that according to the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards, there are indeed not many women around Zhang Wuji, but even if there are not many, you still have to look at the quality?"
"What is the quality of our group of sisters? Is there any one of them given for free?"
"We vixens are all strong enough to pull a bow weighing a hundred pounds. When we served that enemy, we didn't fight him with all our strength. If this continues, if we join forces, that enemy's body will collapse sooner or later."
Zhao Linger smiled bitterly: "Okay, Sister Zhiruo, don't worry. The young master's position in my heart is supreme."
"I always pay attention to his physical condition. If I really find something wrong, I will not let him be so indulgent."
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The melodious sound of the oriole continued for a long time, until the sound completely disappeared. Only then did Zhou Zhiruo's restless heart calm down. Only after she could no longer hear the annoying sound could she fall asleep peacefully.
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Early the next morning, in Tokyo City, outside the Queen Chiba Sora's bedroom.
Hirohito Koichi waited here for nearly half an hour last night, but Chiba didn't come out to see him.
In desperation, Hirohito Hiroichi had to leave temporarily. However, after thinking all night, Hirohito Hiroichi came to Chiba Sora's bedroom early the next morning.
Sometimes, face is no longer that important, especially when facing the disaster of national destruction.
This time, Hirohito Hiroichi broke directly into Chiba Sora's bedroom.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Queen is still resting. She said she will not see anyone."
Hirohito glared fiercely at the maid who blocked his way. If it wasn't for the fact that he needed help from Chiba at the moment, Hirohito would have made this maid a military prostitute.
"Get out of here! I am the emperor of Great Japan. In this land, I am the biggest."
At this moment, Hirohito's temper was obviously a little bad, but it was no wonder. The war on the front line was so bad that it would be strange if he was in a good mood.
Fortunately, the maid who blocked the way just now had given Chiba Sora enough warning time. According to Chiba Sora's intelligence, he had probably already thought of a response to Hirohito Koichi's words.
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