Everyone in the capital knew that Shen Qinghuan, the legitimate daughter of the eldest princess, was a little white flower that was not stained by dust. She is gentle, kind, innocent and harmless, and is not willing to trample ants to death. She is a treasure held in the palm of the eldest princess's hand.
No one knows that this seemingly harmless little girl can understand memorials at the age of 3, read people's hearts at the age of 5, and established a nationwide intelligence network at the age of 7. She pretended to be innocent for 18 years just to survive longer in this cannibal palace.
Bai Lianhua wants to harm her? She backhanded Bai Lianhua into ruin. The prince wants to take advantage of her? She turned their brothers against each other and killed each other. The powerful minister wants to control her? She remained calm and confiscated all the powerful officials.
Until the prince rebelled and troops came to the city. Everyone thought that Shen Qinghuan would be so scared that she would cry and wait for others to save her. But he saw her pull out her long sword, climb onto the city wall, calmly give orders, mobilize her troops, and cut off the head of the rebel leader with one sword.
Princess:? ? ? Isn't my daughter even afraid of killing chickens?
Everyone: So it turns out that we are not protecting her, but she has been playing with us?
Shen Qinghuan sheathed her sword, looked at the shocked people below, and smiled with crooked eyes: "Sorry, I'm a little tired after pretending for eighteen years. Now, I have the final say on Dajing's country."
