I'm a humble concubine. My acting skills are off the charts. You can check my performance.

The noble lady in the green lotus long jacket laughed out loud, with a hint of sneer on her face: "I was just asking you, where did the flowers on your crown come from this year? Why are you so anxious?"

Zhang Yingying was arguing with Noble Lady Qinglian while Zhao Fangyu was standing behind the crowd watching everything coldly. Suddenly he met the eldest prince's vicious gaze. His back tightened slightly, but he kept an expressionless face. He bowed slightly to the eldest prince, and then shifted his gaze to look at the Yamaguchi crown worn on the head of the noble lady in front of him.

The Yamakou crown is made of a whole piece of jadeite, which is as white as jade, with a delicate texture, and a moist and old quality. There are two emerald green belts in the middle part that are obliquely interwoven, just like a dragon swimming in the mountains, indescribably dignified and elegant.

Among all the people in the room, only this Yamaguchi crown was Zhao Fangyu's favorite.

The eldest prince suddenly laughed out loud, pointed at Zhao Fangyu in the crowd and said, "Just now I saw this female official opening her mouth several times, as if she wanted to say something. Today is a flower banquet, and everyone is welcome to speak."

Zhao Fangyu went through the eldest prince's family tree in his mind, but remained calm and said respectfully, "The eldest prince may have seen it wrongly. The clerk did not say anything."

The eldest prince waved his hand and said it was okay, and just let Zhao Fangyu take a look to see what she thought of the two noble ladies' attire, and whether she liked Zhang Yingying's outfit or that noble lady's.

For a moment, all eyes in the room were on him. Countless noble ladies in expensive attire came to look at him one after another. The overlapping gazes were like an invisible mountain, quickly piling up above Zhao Fangyu.

If it were someone else, they would have been frightened by such a scene, but Zhao Fangyu was not an ordinary person. She lowered her eyes slightly, and when she looked up again, she had a smile on her face and said, "Your Highness, I hope you will forgive me for my crime."

The eldest prince narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Fangyu with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

For some reason, Zhao Fangyu fell into the trap easily, but the eldest prince was not happy.

He also wanted to see how capable this little girl was who had ruined his first meeting and confession with Zhao Fangjin.

Whether it was good or bad, he always managed to put the blame on her.

With the Queen present, Zhao Fangyu naturally could not stand still, so he moved to the middle of the hall, with the three of them sitting in a row, but Zhao Fangyu lagged half a body length behind the other two.

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with what this girl is wearing. You are naturally more familiar with the popular styles in the capital than the clerks."

"I have never seen Miss Zhang dressed like this before. It doesn't seem quite appropriate for her to attend a banquet."

Zhang Yingying sneered and looked at Zhao Fangyu. No, not just at Zhao Fangyu, but at everyone present, even the Queen, with a look of contempt.

"You are so old-fashioned! What's inappropriate about that? It's obviously you who are narrow-minded and can't stand others' innovation. I can wear a piece of clothing however I want. I haven't killed anyone or set any fire. Why do you care about me?"

Zhang Yingying frowned, her pair of beautiful eyes were like stars and the moon, but her look was unfriendly, which diminished her demeanor.

"Are you jealous that I took away your reputation as a talented woman? So you said that on purpose? I don't believe you can't tell who is good-looking and who is not good-looking among you."

"What's inappropriate? What's inappropriate? As a human being, don't I have the right to pursue beauty in my own body?"

"People like you should be sent to have your feet bound, and your brain bound as well. It would be better if you could bind your feet tightly, and that's what you call dignified, generous, and aristocratic!"

Zhao Fangyu smiled apologetically, and this smile was extremely beautiful in the eyes of everyone present.

Zhao Fangyu and Zhang Yingying are both good-looking, but Zhang Yingying is not like Zhao Fangyu. She has been disciplined since childhood and does not have the natural classical charm of Zhao Fangyu.

When Zhao Fangyu heard Zhang Yingying's remarks, he guessed that Zhang Yingying should not be very old when she traveled through time, and she should not have been involved in actual work, so she could be so ignorant and fearless, not thinking about interpersonal relationships at all, and only revolving around men.

Zhang Yingying's hostility towards her comes from the eldest prince and also from fear of her appearance. Because Zhang Yingying cannot become a true noble lady like Zhao Fangyu, she hates all the noble ladies who look down on her and cannot stand her.

She traveled through time and space, and thought that if she revealed some of the knowledge in her mind, she would amaze the world and become the focus of the crowd. She traveled through time and space to such a prosperous era that valued culture over military affairs, just to be the heroine.

But she probably forgot that in history, dynasties that valued culture over military power did not often have a good ending.

Zhang Yingying's complacent strange clothes are nothing but a gimmick in the eyes of the aristocratic families. The education received by the princes is no worse than that of the aristocratic families, but it is really strange that such people can still fall in love with Zhang Yingying.

I don’t know if it’s the power of the plot or something else.

Zhao Fangyu pondered for a moment, his eyes turned, and he showed a romantic demeanor.

"The poems written by Miss Zhang are naturally excellent. They are grand, majestic, graceful, and tragic. Runyi also admires Miss Zhang's talent."

"A person like Miss Zhang who has read a lot of books naturally knows the principles in the books. She is well dressed, has neat hair, and is polite when meeting guests."

"With this kind of attire, there will be nothing to worry about at home, but today is the day when the queen is hosting a banquet, so I think it's better to dress up."

Compared with other dynasties in history, the clothing of Daliang was considered open, with a tube top and a long skirt, covered with an unbuttoned jacket. In modern times, it would be a long suspender skirt and a cardigan.

It is completely different from the feudal style as Zhang Yingying said.

Zhang Yingying rebuked coldly: "There are countless rules in the world. The clothes I wear today are also to untie the invisible shackles that bind you guys!"

"Why can't women show their skin? Why do they have to follow the established rules and not show their teeth when they smile? Why can't they be friends with men? Why do they say that boys and girls should not sit together after the age of seven? Why are women controlled throughout their lives?"

Zhang Yingying was righteous and looked down upon everyone present, as if she were a pioneer of thought. Several noble ladies around her also lowered their heads in deep thought.

What he said was true, but only Zhao Fangyu knew how much of Zhang Yingying's selfishness was contained in it.

Daliang’s dilemma does not lie with women, and women’s dilemma does not lie with women, but with men, ethics, and the oppression of women’s development by the patriarchal society.

Zhang Yingying wants to change the ideas that have been deeply rooted for thousands of years in such an eye-catching way. If she fails, what will come is deeper oppression for the women of Daliang.

"What does Miss Zhang think women should do?"

Zhang Yingying waved her wide sleeves and said loudly, "Of course you should be like me, challenging this world. Who said you can't be naked? Who said women have to comb their hair and put on makeup all day? I won't do that. I do whatever makes me comfortable."

"Like you, you are so self-disciplined every day, living like a fake person, are you happy? I am not a fake person, and there are people who like me and love me. Unlike you, after you marry your husband, you have to manage the household and take concubines. Why do you let so many people share your husband?"

Zhang Yingying leaned over and lifted Zhao Fangyu's chin frivolously: "You have a face like this, beautiful though it is, but soulless. For a man to get you is like getting a bunch of fake flowers, fresh for a while, but only being their soul mate, a lifelong couple, is the long-term path I pursue."