The grasslands practice polygamy, with the highest-ranking wife being the wife. These wives are equal in status and on equal footing. When Luo Xuanyan marries into the country, she is just one of these wives. What is there to care about?
Below the wife are the secondary wives, and below the secondary wives are concubines who have little status and can be given away at will; they are not worth mentioning at all.
Inside this tent were the wife of the grassland king and some of his favored concubines, who held considerable status. There were no more than ten of them in total. Since they were all prominent figures in the inner courtyard, they paid no attention to the princess of Dacheng at this moment. They were exceptionally calm and composed, chatting and laughing as they went about their business.
These women were either daughters of powerful clans on the grasslands, with status and position, or favored by the grassland king, holding some status and power in his harem. They didn't take the upcoming Princess of Dacheng seriously at all.
The princess who went to the grasslands was merely a princess in name only, which sounded nice.
But what's the point?
Even the daughters of some small families on the grasslands have an advantage over this Princess Dacheng.
What good is beauty anyway?
Is she more beautiful than the gods in heaven?
This is the grassland, not Dacheng!
But when the tent flap was lifted and the legendary, stunningly beautiful Princess Dacheng appeared before them, they were all stunned, and for a moment, the tent fell silent.
This woman is beyond description with just the word "beautiful".
"Extreme beauty" is not even a fraction of her beauty!
She walked gracefully in a stunning red dress, appearing both noble and charming from afar. An exquisite phoenix hairpin swayed slightly on her head, its tassels gently swaying against her cheeks, revealing a delicate and fair porcelain-white face. Her lips held a faint smile, and her eyes were captivatingly beautiful with every glance.
In the silence of the tent, Lu Qingyan suddenly smiled. Her smile was like the bright moonlight, instantly illuminating the entire tent. Her voice was like a nightingale singing in a valley, clear, melodious, and pleasant to the ear, "Oh, everyone's here."
He spoke casually, as if he didn't care about anyone.
The ladies' hearts pounded instantly, and at the same time, they felt a deep sense of dread.
Such a beautiful woman would move even women, let alone men.
Lu Qingyan raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Why are you all staring at me?"
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With just one glance, Lu Qingyan successfully silenced those people with her face, instilling deep fear in them.
The grassland king probably knew how beautiful Lu Qingyan was, and after coming once, he never dared to come again.
The land of beauties is the tomb of heroes. What he wanted most was the world, not just a beauty. Once he had the world, would he still lack such a beauty?
The Grassland King didn't want to have too much to do with Lu Qingyan, and Lu Qingyan didn't want to be with him either. In particular, the Grassland King was worried about Lu Qingyan and had his guards keep an eye on her, which made it much easier for Lu Qingyan and Rong Qing to get along.
On the grasslands, people mostly eat mutton and drink cow and sheep milk. It's fine once or twice, but after a while, Lu Qingyan, who loves vegetables, couldn't stand it anymore.
"Rong Qing, I think we can elope." Lu Qingyan discussed this issue with Rong Qing in a very serious manner.
"Okay." Rong Qing agreed unconditionally, of course.
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