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Chapter 1976 - 478: Utter Defeat and True Admiration (Part 2)
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Chapter 1976: Chapter 478: Utter Defeat and True Admiration (Part 2)

The naturally beautiful woman, every frown and smile brimming with charm, every gesture exuding elegance, even a seemingly ungraceful act like stretching lazily, when done by the young girl, appears as if it carries an innate nobility and grace, as picturesque and captivating as a painting.

Hongxin was entranced as she watched.

Downstairs, Gan Wei’er said, "I’ll go back to my room for a bit, you sit first."

Anna nodded her head.

Gan Wei’er stood up and returned to her room, which was on the east side of the first floor, where Anna could see the door just by looking up.

Holding the teacup with both hands, Anna felt somewhat uneasy, only able to alleviate her anxiety through drinking tea. Although she found her own tension inexplicably amusing, she felt an inability to control her emotions ever since entering this ancient castle.

She knew almost nothing about the Princess, and how could she act without understanding her? That was exactly her purpose for coming here today.

At this moment, there came the sound of footsteps suddenly from the second floor, very soft steps, yet clearly audible to her ears. She suddenly realized something was off; the castle was exceptionally quiet, nearly devoid of any noise. The maids made no sound, whether walking or doing their tasks, which gave the entire castle a muted sense, this abnormal silence inexplicably making her tense.

Hearing the footsteps, she reflexively looked up in the direction of the sound; at the entrance to the corridor on the second floor, dim lighting cast a soft glow.

A slender figure walked against the shadows, the long dress trailing elegantly behind, as if blossoming lotus flowers where she tread.

She couldn’t see the face clearly, only that tall, slender figure, moving down the staircase with an indescribable nobility and charm, like a goddess stepping out from a mural, making her feel an impulse to worship.

Anna instinctively sat up straight; perhaps every woman, when faced with another more outstanding than herself, would reflexively raise her shield and harbor hostility.

The dozen or so steps seemed to take forever to descend, Anna’s palms were sweaty, and her heart was tumultuous in the enduring silence, incapable of settling.

With those gentle, elegant steps, the person finally descended the stairs slowly, the light suddenly became glaring, and she instinctively squinted her eyes.

Such an appearance, words could hardly describe; such beauty, perhaps only those who see with their own eyes could understand how ’a beauty that could overturn kingdoms’ truly is an ultimate tribute to such splendor.

No, that is still far from enough.

What is even rarer is a stunning quality not confined to superficial beauty, but from within, emanating a noble and gentle demeanor. In the exchange of glances, filled with languid allure, silently capturing one’s soul.

The astonishment in Anna’s eyes flashed quickly, but after all, she was a woman, quickly regaining composure, her face adopting a gentle smile, "I used to think the descriptions of kingdom-toppling beauty in books were exaggerations, but after seeing you, I finally realize how narrow-minded I was before."

Anna slightly bent, showing a respectful posture, "Anna meets the Princess."

The young girl stood quietly under the lamp, like a piece of warm jade, her brows and eyes filled with intoxicating gentle affection, smiling softly, "Miss Anna, no need to be so polite, please have a seat."

Anna smiled outwardly, but her heart sank heavily.

Before seeing this Princess, she held some anticipation; but after seeing the other, all she felt was a chilling despondency.

Xi Lin is indeed excellent, but she could never captivate Lorde’s heart over the years. After encountering such a stunning and elegant woman, how could Xi Lin possibly capture his attention?

No wonder there’s talk of engagement so soon; with such a woman, probably no man could refuse, and for someone as emotionally distant as Lorde, once in love, even if the earth crumbles, it wouldn’t easily waver.

What does Xi Lin have to compete with her?

Just beauty alone, she’s already overwhelmingly defeated, and men are, to be frank, visual creatures. Why would one turn down such an unparalleled beauty for someone with Xi Lin’s chaotic personal life?

Lorde is no fool; all Xi Lin has is her family background, but if the other can bring the same benefits, why would Lorde forgo her to marry Xi Lin?

In a brief instant, many thoughts raced through her mind, yet she didn’t show it outwardly, smiling as she glanced at the young girl sitting opposite, truly as beautiful as a painting, pleasing no matter how long one looks.

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