The princess was brought here to suffer, but little did they know that all of this was a plan that General Du had already devised!
"General Du, how could General Du do this?" The little maid was almost crying with fright, unable to believe what she had just heard.
General Du was young and promising, and many maids and young ladies were fond of him. This young maid was also one of those who had fallen for him, and later she spread quite a bit of news about him.
In that instant, General Du's tall and mighty image crumbled in the little maid's mind.
Lu Qingyan looked at her with a cold smile, stabbing her in the heart again: "If you don't believe me, you can go ask General Du. Anyway, they haven't gone far."
"I...I dare not," the little maid said naively.
"Whatever, I'm not in the mood to argue with you about whether these things are true or false."
Lu Qingyan stood up, gently adjusting the large red hairpin on her head. In the mirror, her skin was as white as snow, her eyes as bright as stars, and her features exquisitely beautiful. With just a gentle smile, her eyes sparkled and flowed, filled with a misty haze, enough to make people bow down in admiration.
Lu Qingyan felt that this face was even more beautiful and charming than her own.
“Let’s go,” Lu Qingyan said with a slight smile. “This is our first time here. The ladies are waiting to see me, so please don’t be impolite.”
"Yes," Zhao Mama replied, but her heart ached even more. If it were in Dacheng, why would the princess need to see anyone else? Naturally, everyone else would rush to pay their respects to the princess!
But this grassland actually practices polygamy, which is truly disgusting.
Lu Qingyan, supported by Granny Zhao, stepped out of the tent. Her movements were graceful and delicate, like a willow swaying in the breeze. Every action was pleasing to the eye. Suddenly, she stopped, turned her head to look at the tent, and then smiled.
That smile was radiant, a natural charm that needed no embellishment, as bright as if it illuminated the sky. Lu Qingyan knew that Rong Qing was hiding there.
Rong Qing, who was watching Lu Qingyan from the shadows, was extremely frustrated. What could he do when his wife was too alluring? Of course, he should pounce on her! Unfortunately, he was just a subordinate now and couldn't get intimate with his wife.
Oh, how I worry!
Although they already knew that the Dacheng princess was extremely beautiful, the women of the grasslands did not take her seriously. They had long heard that the women of Dacheng were weak and vulnerable, and always crying and whining. What man likes to see his woman looking so miserable? For this reason alone, the Dacheng princess would not get along well with their king!
Moreover, this woman from Dacheng is frail; she falls ill frequently, sometimes slightly, sometimes seriously. Who knows how much longer she can live?
Why would they even care about a mere Luo Xuanyan? What a joke!
Furthermore, these women from Dacheng consider themselves noble, spouting classical Chinese poetry and etiquette, and looking down on the people from the grasslands. But what man likes to be lectured by these women? And what man can tolerate his wife looking down on him?
Moreover, she is a princess from an enemy country. How could their king possibly care about such a woman? A princess of the Great Cheng Kingdom would only be at their mercy on their grasslands. Why would they care about her?
So despite the rumors that spread like wildfire across the grasslands about Princess Luo Xuanyan, the wives and concubines in the grassland king's harem still didn't take her seriously.
On this day, they all unanimously wanted to see a good show.
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