Su Wanning is not familiar with time travel. But her crossing posture was wrong.
Someone traveled through time and became a princess, the richest man, and a peerless master. She transformed into a classless little female official in the Qintian Prison. She lived in a drafty house and wore a patched cotton-padded jacket. Every day, she was scolded by her colleagues that "women shouldn't be exposed in public."
She originally wanted to keep a low profile. But it is her instinct to watch the sky, and reporting the weather is her occupational disease. Seeing that the cold winter is getting worse year by year, the court is still having meetings, meetings, and meetings there.
Su Wanning endured it for three days, but couldn't hold it back.
"Are you all blind? This celestial phenomenon has made it clear that it will be cold for ten consecutive years!"
The whole court was in an uproar. No one believed her.
She doesn't care either. Okay, if you don't have a meeting, I'll do it.
From then on, Qin Tianjian had a bad temper. There is a woman in the court that no one dares to mess with.
As for the cold-faced Minister of Hube, I don't know when he started coming to Qintian Prison every day to "borrow information."
He glanced at her and said, "Keep talking."
