Desert, wild sand. Tang Sanniang was dressed in white, and galloped in the boundless wilderness with a fast horse. She was anxious.

At this time, a batch of treasures transferred back to the Central Plains from the Mobei Branch of Tangjiabao was detained by General Zhenwei.

She had just returned to the station. A subordinate came down to report that someone from Kyoto had sent the news urgently for 800 miles. ordered her to quickly transport the treasures of the Mobei branch back to the Central Plains in batches on the same day, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Tang Sanniang received an order from above, General Zhenwei had returned to the capital, and asked her to take advantage of this gap to quickly escort the treasures back to Beijing.

She didn't dare to slack off. Immediately ordered, the little beggar and Gao Renhou each led a team of men and horses to escort the treasures and set off.

After these arrangements were made, she let out a long breath, took a shower, and lay on the bed in a daze. Suddenly, Muliza, the little prince of Gaochang, came to the room and asked her with a smile: The matter is almost handled, right?

While talking, he started to untie Tang Sanniang's clothes. Tang Sanniang replied: This time things are very difficult to do!

General Zhenwei is not easy to mess with. He and Xiangguo have a long-standing grudge. This time it was planted in his hands. He sighed softly as he spoke.

Mu Liza, the little prince of Gaochang, touched Tang Sanniang's smooth and slender thighs with his hand, and said, I have a way.

Tang Sanniang let go of the hand holding the little prince and asked, "What's the trick?" The little prince leaned down and kissed Tang Sanniang on the face, stretched out his right hand, made a movement of slashing from top to bottom, and then said a word, kill him!

Tang Sanniang was stunned: Assassination? Yes, the little prince added. Tang Sanniang thought for a while and said, assassination is feasible.

It's just that this Zhenwei general has a lot of soldiers in the barracks, and it's not easy to deal with it. The little prince said, "No." It can be assassinated in the capital.

And.. He paused and pinched Tang Sanniang's chest with his hand. Tang Sanniang couldn't help but ask: And what?

Don't sell it. The little prince smiled, as long as there are signs of disadvantage for us in the capital, we will kill him.

As he spoke, he gestured with his hand to kill his head. Tang Sanniang listened and nodded. The two were entangled.

"The Wild Goose Singing in the Sky" Tang Sanniang's plan is in hand, please wait a while,

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