Lu Xing walked across the thick, soft carpet in slippers and stopped before an exquisitely patterned dressing mirror. Catherine followed behind him and reached out to remove his nightgown.
The mirror reflected an incomparably beautiful sight; the young girl's flawless white body surpassed everything else.
Lu Xing looked twice.
Just twice.
The head maid calmly asked, "Do you think you may be desecrating Miss Anne?"
"Um... I'll apologize to Anne!"
Lu Xing answered awkwardly. There was nothing he could do. If he looked, the maids would mind, but if he did not, it felt too wasteful—and he could not help himself.
During the first exchange, he had not looked, so he had managed to endure it.
But after seeing Anne's beauty and purity, he could no longer control his eyes.
After all, appreciating beauty was human nature.
"You are Miss Anne right now," Catherine reminded him.
"I know."
Only some people knew that Lu Xing was not Anne. The maids serving nearby had certainly guessed it, but outside, Lu Xing still had to pretend to be Anne.
After getting dressed, just as he was putting on jewelry, a maid entered to report, "Miss Anne, the Duchess is waiting for you."
Catherine had sent someone to inform the Duchess.
"All right. Go tell the Duchess that I'll come over once I'm dressed."
Since it was a day off, Lu Xing casually changed into a knee-length dress with a white base and pale pink decorations. A maid put a pair of little black shoes with bows onto his dainty white feet.
He did not wear earrings, a necklace, bracelets, rings, or any other jewelry. He only tied a pale blue ornament into his golden hair, like a fishing net. Threads strung with pearls and gemstones covered half of Anne's head, with several