Zhang Wuji said angrily: "Damn it, I saved you so many times tonight, but you tried to commit suicide again and again. You really don't give me any face at all."
"Today, I'm going to fight with you. I don't believe that I can't even deal with a stinky girl like you. Look at me today, I will make you wish you were dead but unable to live."
Zhao Min struggled frantically. After all, she had some strength left: "Zhang Wuji, let me go. You've gone too far. I am the emperor, I am the emperor. You can't do this to me."
Zhang Wuji pushed Zhao Min hard under the rock where they could shelter from the rain.
This time, Zhao Min fell hard again, and her face turned even paler.
She sat on the ground breathing heavily.
"Zhang Wuji, you've gone too far, you've gone too far."
Then Zhao Min burst into tears.
Zhang Wuji was speechless for a while. After all, the lethality of women's tears might be far greater than the swords in their hands.
After sighing, Zhang Wuji walked towards Zhao Min.
She was a little scared, and her body, which was squatting on the ground, leaned back involuntarily.
At this moment, Zhao Min no longer looks like an empress, but rather like a little woman.
When Zhang Wuji walked towards Zhao Min, he did not forget to help her pick up the shoes on the ground.
He threw the shoes next to Zhao Min and said, "Put them on. As long as you behave yourself, I won't hit you again."
Zhao Min put on her shoes while crying.
"Go on living, there is no need to die. You didn't kill Zhiruo and my queen back then. The queen was already pregnant at that time."
"I will remember all these favors."
"As long as you bow your head and admit your mistake in front of my soldiers, disband your soldiers, and send my son back, I will not make things too difficult for you."
"how?".
Zhao Min said: "It's not that great. I'm willing to die, so why would I bow to you?"
Zhang Wuji was speechless and could only stand beside Zhao Min and take shelter from the rain with her.
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It was unknown how much time passed until Zhao Min stopped crying and Zhang Wuji sat down beside her.
Zhang Wuji grabbed her hand, and Zhao Min said coldly: "What, you want to hit me again?"
Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "Who wants to hit you? I'm afraid you'll die, so let me hold your pulse."
Zhao Min tugged her hands hard, but seeing that Zhang Wuji had no intention of letting her go, she gave up.
The two were silent at first, but after a moment, Zhao Min used her other hand to catch some rain water and put it into her mouth.
Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "You still remember to drink water. It seems that you don't want to die now."
Zhao Min said: "I'm just thirsty and want to die, but you won't let me. If you have the guts, let go of my hand. I'll die in front of you right now."
Zhang Wuji said: "There's no need to do such a big thing. You can try biting your tongue to commit suicide. That way, I won't be able to defend myself."
Zhao Min looked at Zhang Wuji coldly, and then she actually stuck out her tongue at him.
In an instant, Zhang Wuji was shocked because there was actually a wound on Zhao Min's tongue. The wound was not big, but it was indeed shocking enough to make him feel scared.
Zhao Min said: "Did you see that? I have tried biting the tongue to commit suicide."
"I don't know which bastard said that biting your tongue can lead to suicide. It hurts so much that when it hurts to a certain extent, you will die uncontrollably. If you, a bastard, are captured alive by Zhu Yuanzhang in the future, don't try this method. You must kill yourself quickly while you still have a weapon in your hand."
Zhang Wuji sighed and said, "It's really hard for you. There's no need to make it like this. Why bother? The Yuan court has lost the support of the people and can't stand. Isn't it good to live a good life? I don't have to kill you."
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Zhao Min's current condition made Zhang Wuji dare not let go, let alone take her down from here. What if Zhao Min played a cruel trick again and died with him? It would be too much of a loss.
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The rain is getting heavier and heavier. This is the first heavy rain this year.
Zhao Min knew that tonight would be a big disaster for her own soldiers.
After this rain, the tents will become extremely humid and even moldy. If it is more serious, a heavy rain will cause thousands of soldiers to catch colds, and the casualties in non-wartime will be quite serious.
The Yuan Empire is really over.
Zhao Min was disheartened and physically cold.
But she could feel that Zhang Wuji's hand holding her was very warm, and his body might also be as warm as a stove.
But that hand, without anyone noticing, loosened Zhao Min's wrist.
Zhao Min didn't dare to say anything about this. She stood up quietly, but after sitting for a long time, her legs were no longer under her control, and her internal organs were still in severe pain, which made her almost fall to the ground again.
She turned her head to look at Zhang Wuji, and seeing that he was really asleep, she felt a little relieved.
This time, Zhao Min did not run directly to the abyss a few steps away, but walked to a big rock first.
She first tried to move the stone with force, intending to use it to smash Zhang Wuji to death. Unfortunately, she couldn't move it. Every time she tried to move it, her internal organs would cramp and hurt, and a little blood flowed from the corner of her mouth again.
In severe pain, Zhao Min instinctively chose to give up. Then, she walked to a dead tree as thick as a human leg.
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