Even though Lou Rongrong was used to seeing beauties, it was the first time he saw so many beautiful women who were full of vigor and vitality.

They are not as fair-skinned as those girls in Daqing who have been raised in deep boudoirs since they were young. Some girls are even tanned to a beautiful wheat-colored and olive-colored skin, and they are not as elegant, but it is hard to look away.

It is worth mentioning that although women in Nanliang are not as strict as those in Daqing, their status is still inferior to that of men. Some wives who are being married by Ming media can even be bought and sold. The laws of Nanliang do not protect the rights of these women. Because of their interests, they cannot study and become officials like men.

It's just that on the basis of social ethics, because of the geographical location, the restrictions on women are less than those in Daqing.

This alone can make these women so free and beautiful, Lou Rongrong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if he wants to really change the fate of women in this era, I'm afraid there is still a long way to go.

The envoys of Nanliang who accompanied her to the capital outside the carriage saw that she was fascinated by it, thinking that she had seen something amazing, so they also followed her line of sight, but only saw ordinary people all over the street , with some doubts:

"May I ask what the princess saw so fascinated?"

Lou Rongrong smiled and said:

"I heard that there are many beauties in Nanliang, but now I see them, and it is true. Everything I see is so pleasing to my heart."

But the envoy misunderstood what she meant and said courteously:

"It turns out that the princess likes beauties. These women are mediocre. If the princess likes them, after staying for a few days, I can buy some high-quality women for the princess and send them to the princess's house. I will keep them for you to like..."

Lou Rongrong's mood sank in an instant because of the beauty and buoyancy of seeing the woman's freedom.

Unfortunately, the envoy hadn't realized the change in Lou Rongrong's mood, and was still talking to himself.

Jiang Yu, who was accompanying him on horseback, saw Lou Rongrong's displeasure at a glance, and immediately said coldly:

"That doesn't bother the envoy."

The envoy was stunned for a moment, and looked up, and saw a guard in black with black armor and a black iron mask. Before he could react, he was "accidentally" driven away from Lou Rongrong's carriage by Jiang Yu.

After the envoy left, Lou Rongrong finally looked better, but she couldn't help but sigh for the Nanliang woman.

Nanliang is not Daqing. Here, buying and selling slaves is still legal. Even aristocratic families will specially raise slaves to show their power. Courtiers with status will also buy and send slaves to each other to show their friendship. This is why the envoys just opened their mouths. It is to "buy".

Don't look at the streets that Nanliang can see today, the people seem to be living very well. In fact, according to the hierarchy system of Nanliang, the people who can live in this kind of street can be regarded as small and wealthy, and the untouchables at the bottom are basically It is not allowed to appear in these boundaries.

The situation in Nanliang has been turbulent these years. The emperor hangs his breath and doesn't know when he will die. The aristocratic family and several princes are fighting back and forth, and it is the people who are really at the bottom who suffer.

The people at the bottom are having a hard time, so the existence of the "people in cold clothes" is inevitably more attractive, and it is not surprising that they can develop to such a degree in Nanliang.

She was thinking about it, and suddenly a bunch of bright white flowers bloomed, the strange thing is that the part close to the flowers is bright yellow, with five petals, soft and round, with a sweet fragrance.

She took it in surprise and looked up at Jiang Yu.

Through a thick mask made of black iron, she couldn't see his expression, but she could see those beautiful black eyes that turned blue, looking at her and smiling:

"I just exchanged it with a mother-in-law on the side of the road. She said that this kind of flower is called frangipani, which is a unique flower in Nanliang. Girls in the streets and alleys will wear one in their hair."

Lou Rongrong turned her head and saw that most of the girls on the street had such a beautiful yellow and white flower on their temples.

It's just that she doesn't know that the origin of frangipani is an angel who died for love, leaving the world as a token and symbol of steadfast love.

Even so, the corners of her mouth subconsciously turned up a little bit, she took off one, and wore it in her hair. It was rare for her to lie on the car window like a child, thinking that it would take a while to arrive at the Nanliang Palace anyway. It was so startled.

She did not cover her face, and the passers-by on the street saw her, and most of them lingered in amazement.

Especially some young men, with direct and warm eyes, if not for the iron cavalry guards at the front and back of the carriage, they would not be ordinary women at a glance, maybe they would have come forward to have a chat at that time.

Intentionally or not, Jiang Yu deliberately walked beside Lou Rongrong, blocking many prying eyes for her.

Lou Rongrong didn't know at this time that the people of Nanliang had bowed their heads to Daqing for many years, and even their aesthetics were more inclined to Nanliang. She is a beauty.

On the contrary, fair-skinned, weak and petite women are more popular with Nanliang people, and even slaves raised by aristocratic families prefer this type.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the pedestrians on the passing streets to become sparser. Correspondingly, the mansions on both sides became more grand and extravagant.

Lou Rongrong saw it in his eyes and knew that this was the living area of ​​the aristocratic family. Unless there were special circumstances, those people were not allowed to wander in this area. Only the slaves and servants who served the master's house occasionally came in and out.

Arriving here, the palace is not far away.

When Lou Rongrong arrived in front of the palace gate, he found that the Crown Prince of Nanliang, also known as the First Prince, came out to greet him in person.

According to the law, Lou Rongrong, as the princess of Daqing, is eligible to enter the palace on a cloth chariot when she is sent as an envoy to Nanliang.

The moment she lifted her skirt from the carriage and raised her head to reveal her face, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the first prince who came to greet her, and her eyes were almost glued to her body, and he forgot to speak for a moment.

There had long been rumors in the palace that Princess Daqing, the righteous sister of the God of War of Daqing, was going to Nanliang with the intention of marrying Nanliang. This time she came to Nanliang to choose her favorite husband-in-law.

And everyone knew that this princess was not only favored by the Emperor of Daqing, but Fei Wusu was also in charge of the most elite army in Daqing. If anyone could marry this princess, wouldn't that position be within easy reach?

And this eldest prince has long regarded the throne of Nanliang as something in his pocket, and he is bound to win Lou Rongrong. It became sticky, and swept Lou Rongrong's whole body from top to bottom.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, Lou Rongrong only looked at herself with rather disgusting eyes, and even understood what Chen Jingci's phrase "stupid" meant.

Jiang Yu's gaze was particularly cold, but he resisted it because he couldn't make Lou Rongrong's plan go wrong.

Just before Jiang Yu's patience was exhausted and he drew his sword, Nanliang's envoy hurriedly approached the First Prince and reminded him in a low voice:

"Your Highness!"

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