Moving her body again, the luxurious cushions under her body somehow became like a mountain of swords for flower arrangements, making it uncomfortable for her to sit on them.
Opening the curtains of layers of clouds and brocades, the snow-capped mountains suddenly come into view.
The maids who had just returned also commented that they would arrive in Tubo in a day or two.
This news is really happy for her, and she is not happy either!
Fortunately, this painful journey that she thought would be endless was finally over.
But... Looking at the golden edict on the small table beside her, she knew that another more painful journey was about to begin.
——Because she is the fighting princess of Thirty Thousand Miles.
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