That treasure was the royal treasure of Magadha back then, and as the most orthodox Gitanjali family in the entire Magadha country, Archimita was the most legitimate heir to that treasure from a legal point of view.

It's just this thing!

Inheritance, if everyone recognizes you, then it can be used as a bargaining chip to talk about, but the current situation is that the two men in front of him have not concealed it at all, that is, it is clear that the carriage and horses have eaten her, what can she do!

"Can this girl really buy it?" Li Qingyuan looked at Archimita, who was biting with his silver teeth, and said lightly.

He just wants to take an obedient chick back to play, but he doesn't really want to marry a princess and go home to be an ancestral offering.

The reason why he didn't directly correct the other party on the spot was to maintain his false reputation.

After all, everyone is a civilized person, and seeing a woman carry it directly to the bed regardless of it is too rude and barbaric, isn't it?

Anyway, you can spend money to buy the other party back, so you can be a civilized person for a while.

Regarding the so-called contract marriage in India, Li Qingyuan still knows something.

Because of India's cheating dowry system, many poor families simply have no money to prepare the relatively extravagant dowry, so a large number of women cannot get married.

Since you can't get married, you can't rot your hands, right? Otherwise, it would be a loss-making transaction.

So even if the government law repeatedly requires the abolition of this so-called contract marriage, this thing can't be banned at all!

It's like a flower planter, and there are still many people who are buying the so-called Vietnamese daughter-in-law, and if they can't marry it, they won't buy it for me. Isn't that?

It's the same in India, if you can't get married, you won't sell it to me, will your daughter have to be raised at home for the rest of her life?

It's just that those contract marriages are only sold by low-class poor families to sell their daughters, and Brahmin nobles like Akimita, who were born in a royal family, will never do such a thing even if it is for the sake of the so-called family face.

"You dream, I am the princess of the Gitanjali dynasty, I advise you to give up that unrealistic fantasy!" Given the gaze of a commodity, Archimita barked like a fried cat.

Since she was a child, she has lived in that strange country in India, and she naturally knows all the systems well, and she does not know what the situation of those women who are bought to be contract couples is.

"O princess! The princess is good! Li Qingyuan touched his chin and looked at the little wild cat behind the carriage, and said with interest.

Although I broke Sheldon this time, it doesn't seem like a loss to be able to get a bunch of treasures and buy a princess back!

I don't know if a guy who is staying in the hinterland of Kunlun Mountain will be angry when he hears this.

Of course, considering Sheldon's unusual brain circuitry, it is estimated that he will not take such a small matter to heart.

"Your Excellency, rest assured, the current patriarch of the Gitanjali family is Prince Zherom, who is Archimita's own uncle, and as long as we negotiate a good price, I think Prince Zherom will be glad to sell his niece to us." Randall said with a smile.

Although it is said that Akimita's identity is the so-called last princess, but in the country of India, it is basically difficult for women to have any autonomy, and basically marriage still requires the consent of parents.

It's really a phoenix with a nut hat that's not as good as a chicken!

Although he has no feelings for this woman, the other party is also a princess, and in terms of identity alone, he is qualified to be a vase.

And this time I don't have to do anything at all, I can just get a princess to go back to warm the bed, which feels pretty good.

The most important thing is that the money to buy the other party this time is still taken out of the ancestral treasure of the other party's family, which makes it even more interesting.

Archimita clasped her hands around herself and didn't speak, she knew that whatever she said now was superfluous, and the two men driving in front of her would definitely not pay attention to her, so she simply kept silent and saved her tongue.

But Her Royal Highness had already made up her mind, and when she returned to Delhi, she packed up her soft run.

Restoring the glory of her ancestor Gitanjali is important, but it doesn't mean she's willing to hang herself from this tree.

If you are really bought to do a contract marriage, then you will really lose all the faces of the ancestors of the family.

And with what she knew about her uncle, the other party could definitely do something like that.

In that man's mind, there is no so-called family glory, as long as he can continue to live a life of drinking and drinking, let alone selling his niece, even if he sells his wife, that man will probably be willing.

It was a thousand kilometers back from Kashmir back to Delhi, and if it had been before, it was estimated that it would not have taken ten days and half a month to arrive, but with the help of modern transportation, it took them only twenty hours to reach the estate of the Kuspari family.

Of course, this is because the so-called highways in India are too bad, otherwise it is estimated that it will take you ten hours at most.

"Welcome to the Kuspari family, honorable Lee!" Parking the battered jeep under a tree at the head of the village, Randall said with a smile.

"This is the Kuspari family?" Li Qingyuan looked at the dilapidated village in front of him in a daze, and asked with some uncertainty.

It's also a family worth hundreds of billions of rupees, okay, and it ends up living in this kind of shabby place?

"It's part of the family!" Randall smiled, people who had never been to India were naturally a little incomprehensible, but soon, Master Li was no longer entangled.

Randall stood under the tree and rang the bell, and as the bell rang, a group of ragged men gathered from the village and the fields.

Looking at the farmers with vegetables on their faces, it really makes people feel like they have stepped into the 18th century.

Is this sure that India is the modern country of the twenty-first century? Didn't you cross by yourself?

"It's Master Randall! And the Third Young Master Rajesh! ”

The sharp-eyed farmers immediately found the two young masters standing under the big tree, and then a group of people, regardless of men, women, and children, immediately knelt down and kowtowed to their young masters.

"What is this?" Leonard had just gotten out of the car and was a little overwhelmed when he saw the villagers kneeling around them.

Just now, Sanpu Street was in the back car with Suolong, because Randall wanted to talk to Li Qingyuan about something, so he drove the three of them to the car behind.

As for why not shy away from Archimita?

Please, in the eyes of the two of them, this woman is already a part of the spoils of war, what is there to avoid.