I've smashed the villain again

Chapter 337 The little prince wants to hold high 10

Tang Zhou's momentum was too strong.

Let all the assassins be terrified.

They naturally knew that this was the first daughter of the Tang family, the current prime minister.

I have also heard of Tang Zhou's good sword, but I have never personally experienced her horror.

Even though he was injured and held the sword with his left hand, the person who hit him was completely caught off guard.

The assassins who came rushed to the front and fell to the ground, and those who hadn't had time to enter the battlefield all had the idea of ​​shrinking.

I saw Tang Zhou looking sideways at them slowly.

Her jet-black hair was untied and scattered behind her head, shaking with the wind and waves along with her white underwear.

The expressionless white and tender face was lifted up like this, her eyes were half-closed, as if she was looking at them, and suddenly she sneered.

That face that has not really shed its childishness has a bit of hell asura.

Blood drops were still dripping from the sharp blade.

She spoke slowly, "Disturb my rest? Huh?"

It was obviously not loud, but it seemed to explode in everyone's ears.

All the men in black felt the murderous intent in Tang Zhou's words, and ran away without saying a word.

"Qingluan."

Tang Zhou raised his hand and shook off the blood on Qinghui's body. Looking at the mess, he turned and walked back, yawning as he walked.

Qingluan respectfully responded.

"Chase."

Anyone who disturbs the senior sister's rest will not be left behind!

As Tang Ju spoke, he lit up his small white fangs.

Then he glanced at the sword in his hand suggestively.

Qinghui remained silent, and then continued to play dead in Tang Zhou's hands.

Qingluan got the order, and immediately responded, and the well-trained guards behind him didn't need to remind, they were already the first to chase after him.

That's when Tang Zhou took Qinghui back to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, news of Cheng's assassination had spread rapidly.

The Holy One was furious, and lost his temper in the morning.

When Tang Zhou woke up, the family had already received a lot of consolation and rewards.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Tang Zhou entered the palace and discussed the current situation with Feng Sheng. The most important thing to do next was to appease the internal thieves so that the law could be enforced and foreign thieves could be resisted.

Regarding Tang Zhou's skills, Feng Sheng was quite at ease, and this also gave her a reason to fight against the remaining old troops. After the incident of the prime minister's encounter with the attack, the old minister who was still conservative at the moment said nothing. I dare not say any more.

For such a result, Feng Sheng was quite satisfied.

After the discussion, seeing Tang Zhou's lack of energy, Feng Sheng, who was wearing an imperial robe, personally handed Tang Zhou a piece of snack, and asked, "Are you all right?"

"What can be the matter?" Tang Zhou took the snack, took a bite in his mouth, and said desperately, "Even if it's a good vacation, I won't be allowed to sleep well."

Feng Sheng laughed.

"By the way, how is His Highness the Seventh Prince?" Tang Zhou asked after finishing his snacks and patting his white robe with blue patterns.

"How do I know." Feng Sheng frowned subconsciously, "Don't tell me you're really into it? Tang Zhou, don't worry, I won't be like the mother emperor who doubts his important officials. Marriage is used to win over and control."

Where did this go.

Tang Zhou: ...

Seeing Tang Zhoubai's tender little face was full of speechless little expressions.

Feng Sheng waved his hand at last, "Forget it, I don't care if you want, if you really like it, just send me a letter."

(End of this chapter)