When she woke up, gold medal debater Wen Qingling transformed into the legitimate daughter of the Hou family who was packed up and sent to the grassland to get married. My biological father said: "For the sake of the family and the overall situation, this is your honor." The stepmother pretended to wipe her tears: "Qingling, we can't bear to leave you either." Bai Lianhua's stepsister's eyes were full of joy: "Sister, I have a nice journey." Wen Qingling: Thank you for the invitation. I feel very bad in the sedan chair. Glory? Not enough victims! Not wanting to be reduced to a political pawn, she turned herself from a "peace princess" into a "peace envoy" with her sharp tongue on the eve of the marriage. Facing the pedantic old ministers in the court, she quoted classics and logic, confusing a group of old foxes. "Your Majesty, you are wrong. This is a typical slippery slope fallacy." "I made a PPT about the economic structure and military deployment of the grassland... Oh no, I made a briefing. Please read it." Facing the emperor who wanted to see her joke, she was neither humble nor overbearing. She stated the pros and cons in detail, and clearly analyzed the emperor's mentality. The emperor looked shocked: Can this girl speak better than my prime minister? When everyone thought she was just an eloquent woman, she had quietly laid out her own chess game in the capital. However, the plan went smoothly, except for the rumored seventh prince, who was unruly and bent on causing trouble, always looked at her with a "prey" look. One day, the seventh prince blocked her in a corner and laughed in a low voice: "Miss Wen's mouth can kill people without blood. I am very curious, what does it feel like to kiss...?" Wen Qingling: ... Dah!
