Chapter - 324 Hundred-feet Tall Tower Prevents Passage (1) (2/2)
”Please drink three cups, then we'll talk,” Zhao Min replied, ”I'll dry my cup first to honor you.” She raised her cup and drank it dry.
Zhang Wuji also raised his cup. Under the light from the coal of the hot pot stove he faintly saw lipstick mark on the edge of the cup, while his nose caught a soft and sweet smelling fragrance. He did not know whether the fragrance came from the lipstick mark on his cup, or it was the perfume she was wearing. With a shaken heart he drank the wine.
”Please drink two more cups,” Zhao Min said, ”I know you are suspicious toward me, so I'll drink each cup first.”
Zhang Wuji knew she was very shrewd; he certainly must set up his guard. Although she was unexpectedly willing to taste the wine in advance, he would still be braving a great danger. In the end he drank three cups anyway. He tried to feel if there was anything unusual, but he could not find any. Raising his head he saw a faint smile on her graceful face, the wine had made her cheeks blush a little bit; truly it was a tender and extremely beautiful face. Zhang Wuji did not dare to look at her too long, hastily he turned his gaze somewhere else.
In a low voice Zhao Min said, ”Zhang Gongzi [young master, a respectful term to address a young man], do you know who I am?” Zhang Wuji shook his head. Zhao Min said, ”Let me tell you today. My father holds authority over the imperial armed force, the Ruyang Prince. I am a Mongolian girl, my real name is Minmin Temur. The Emperor granted me the title of Shao Min Junzhu. 'Zhao Min' two characters, is the name I chose to be my Han name.”
If Fan Yao did not tell him that morning, Zhang Wuji would have been shocked; but listening to her revealing her true identity without concealing anything was also beyond his expectations. Only he was not used to pretend, so he did not show an expression of great surprise.
”What?” Zhao Min was surprised, ”So you have already found out?”
”No, I haven't. How can I?” Zhang Wuji replied, ”But I know that you are but a young girl yet you command that many Wulin masters, your position must be unusual.”
Zhao Min gently stroked the wine cup in her hand. She was silent for half a day. Lifting up the wine pot she poured two cups of wine and then slowly said, ”Zhang Gongzi, I have a question I would like to ask you. Please answer me truthfully. If I killed that Miss Zhou of yours, what would you do?”
Zhang Wuji was startled. ”Miss Zhou has never offended you; how could you kill her for no reason at all?” he asked.
”There are some people I don't like, so I have them killed. Do you think I only kill those who offended me?” Zhao Min replied, ”Some people continuously offend me, yet I did not kill them. Take you, for example, how many times have you offended me?” While saying this, her eyes were smiling.
Zhang Wuji heaved a deep sigh and said, ”Miss Zhao, I offended you because I did not have any other choice. You have given me the medicine I need to save my San Shibo [third martial (older) uncle] and Liu Shishu [sixth martial (younger) uncle]; for that I will be eternally grateful.”
Zhao Min laughed and said, ”I think a third part of you is muddleheaded. Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting received their injuries from my subordinates. You did not blame me, but thank me instead?”