"Xiao Han, that is the princess."
Xiao Han, adorned in a magnificent gown and clutching a delicate lace fan, veiled her face as she gazed upon the individual who held the arm of the Third Prince.
The young woman before her possessed a captivating beauty, strikingly resembling the figure Xiao Han had witnessed on the live-stream. It was no wonder that she had garnered the attention of numerous esteemed gentlemen overnight. Thoughts raced through Xiao Han's mind as she contemplated the realization that her beloved harbored affections for this newly discovered princess. She couldn't help but feel a tinge of disbelief. Was it possible that the deep affection shared between her and her sweetheart throughout their upbringing paled in comparison to mere physical attractiveness?
"It is quite remarkable," Xiao Han remarked with deliberate nonchalance, though her tightened grip on her dress betrayed her true sentiments.
