The women present did not dare to agree with Zhao Min's words at all.
Zhou Zhiruo said: "Zhao Min, stop talking nonsense. How could Zhang Wuji do such a thing to two Japanese women? It's disgusting."
"It would be fine if they were both Han women, but don't you find it disgusting that she's a bastard from a foreign race?"
Zhao Min glared at Zhou Zhiruo fiercely: "You vixen, why are you talking more and more nonsense? I was just saying it casually, but what do you mean by that, you foreign bastard?"
"When will you change your outspokenness? Didn't you call me a bastard as well?"
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo was also stunned: "I, I didn't mean that."
Zhao Min said: "Hmph, I will reluctantly assume that you didn't mean that. But, can you, a woman, use your brain before speaking in the future? What's more, what I said just now doesn't seem to be wrong. I really think so. After all, it was after Zhang Wuji did that to me that I fell in love with him, and since then, I have never had any second thoughts about him."
"Besides, this enemy used his power against me before. If he had not been so brutal to me, I would have given him the kingdom without any hesitation."
"Let's have a son, and then make him the crown prince. Then we can return this land to you Han people without bloodshed. It would be a perfect thing."
"It's a pity that this enemy was bewitched by your beauty at the beginning, not knowing that I am no worse than you in any way."
…
Zhao Min's words were getting more and more outrageous, but even though they were a bit outrageous, Zhou Zhiruo actually felt that there was some perverse logic in them.
That night, Zhang Wuji spent the night at Zhu'er and Han Zhao's house.
Let’s not talk about the busy two hours for now. Let’s just say that early the next morning, Han Zhao and Zhu’er dragged their tired bodies, changed Zhang Wuji into clean clothes, and then fell asleep again.
Zhu'er and Han Zhao both felt that Zhang Wuji was becoming more and more brave, or perhaps, they themselves were becoming less and less useful.
…
Afterwards, Zhang Wuji had a simple breakfast, replenished his energy, and then left with Zhou Zhiruo.
…
About two quarters of an hour later, news came from the Imperial City Prison that Zhang Wuji was coming to interrogate Long Ze and Aoi.
As for Long Ze and Aoi, who were in charge of the situation, they never expected that Zhang Wuji, who had just favored them yesterday, would have to find a way to get them out of this prison today.
The speed and efficiency made them feel endless gratitude.
However, the suddenness of the incident caught them off guard. Aoi said a little nervously: "Sister, what should we do? His Majesty wants to interrogate us, which means that His Majesty is not alone. If His Majesty is alone, he will definitely have sex with us first."
After hearing this, Long Ze also said: "That's true, it certainly won't be just His Majesty. However, don't be nervous. If you say one to ten million, even if His Majesty doesn't love both of us, we have had physical contact several times after all."
"Your Majesty is the emperor of a vast country and a real man. A real man will at least not allow a woman who has had physical contact with him to suffer any physical abuse."
"Don't worry, we two won't die anyway."
"When you see His Majesty, don't be afraid no matter who is with him. At least don't be afraid in your heart. It's okay to pretend to be scared on the outside, but when you speak, you must think before you speak. If you really don't know what to say, you can just keep crying."
Aoi said: "Sister, I have never been as good as you. Today, you have to show yourself well. When the time comes, you can say whatever you want. At most, I will kneel on the ground and act a little more humble and miserable. I don't believe that people are all made of flesh and blood. You and I, sisters, have been locked up for five years. Is there really someone who wants to make things difficult for us?"
…
After Longze and Aoi had a brief discussion, they were brought to the lobby of the Imperial City Bureau by the yamen runners.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji was sitting right in front of them.
He looks very handsome and tall, just like what a great man should look like.
But beside Zhang Wuji, there was a woman with extremely beautiful appearance. The woman was wearing a long blue and white flowered dress. Who else could it be but Zhou Zhiruo?
Long Ze and Aoi thought to themselves that today's show was most likely performed for her.
It seems that even a great man and emperor like Zhang Wuji has his moments of difficulty.
…
"Se, see Your Majesty."
Long Ze and the scene's reaction speed was quite fast. Moreover, as for the act of kneeling, the women in Japan were very familiar with it, especially those women who were humble to the core. Kneeling felt even more special.
Tears flowed before words could be spoken. The eyes of these two Japanese women were like a switch had been turned on. As long as they wanted to cry, they would burst into tears in an instant.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please spare my life."
"We sisters are still useful. We sisters know too much information about Japan. Please spare our lives, Your Majesty."
After Longze and Aoi knelt on the ground, they crawled forward on their knees. This action looked a bit miserable. Fortunately, Zhang Wuji had had physical contact with them countless times, so he didn't feel too distressed.
Just when Longze and Aoi were about to kneel down in front of Zhang Wuji's desk, Zhou Zhiruo said with an unhappy look on her face: "Enough, stop pretending here. Others may not know you two, but don't think I know you two?"
"It took me a lot of effort to catch you two."
"That stinky girl Zhu'er almost fell into your hands."
Long Ze felt helpless: "Don't say that Zhou Zhiruo remembers the two of them. Long Ze also remembers Zhou Zhiruo. After all, it was Zhou Zhiruo who slapped him dozens of times. His face was almost ruined by her hands."
However, Long Ze also knew her own identity. Someone like her would probably never be able to stand on equal footing with Zhou Zhiruo in her entire life. But fortunately, she also had no hope of being on equal footing with Zhou Zhiruo.
She just wanted to stand by Zhang Wuji honestly and openly.
Therefore, when Long Ze spoke to Zhou Zhiruo, tears streamed down his face: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please spare us. We sisters are already miserable. We are indeed Japanese women. When we first came to Ming Dynasty, we did have some ill intentions. But to be honest, we didn't do anything, did we? We are both women, and we were forced to spy by those bastards from Japan."
"I hope the imperial concubine will spare my life."
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