adbindia Chapter 1871 - 442: Gratitude for a Lifetime, Life Is Like a Play
Chapter 1871 - 442: Gratitude for a Lifetime, Life Is Like a Play
At this moment, someone entered. The valiant female general respectfully smiled and said, "The time has come. Please, honored guests, take your seats at the viewing platform."
Agunara was the first to stand up, snorted coldly, and said, "This small shabby place has a lot of rules. Where is your queen? We’ve arrived, and can’t even see a shadow of her. Is this how she treats her guests? And what is this tea? Bitter and sour, fit for beggars."
Gianna’s eyes quickly flashed a cold gleam, but she smiled amiably and said, "Her Majesty the Queen is preparing for the royal ceremony. She asked me to convey her message: After the ceremony, the Queen will personally host a banquet to apologize to every guest. For now, please do not miss the auspicious time."
Agunara was rendered speechless by these words, and could only snort coldly before leading the way out.
The heir of Lais Country is of this character; it’s no wonder it is increasingly declining.
Gianna curled her lips slightly, "Everyone, please."
The guests exited the room one by one, and Lady Mindai paused at the end, smiling as she said to Gianna, "Please arrange for my attendants properly."
Gianna respectfully smiled, "Rest assured, madam."
Lady Mindai smiled and nodded, then walked out.
Each guest was accompanied by bodyguards who followed them everywhere, while secretaries or assistants were arranged by assigned personnel, but were not allowed to walk around freely.
The room’s door opened, and a tall woman walked out. She had golden curly hair, bright and attractive, blue eyes, a high nose ridge, fair skin, and red lips, her facial features exuding an aura of heroism. The woman wore a black strappy dress, her legs straight and long, reminiscent of a catwalk supermodel, with the only flaw being her apparently small chest...
The two soldiers stationed at the doorway were suddenly captivated, their eyes flashing with amazement. This woman had an indescribable allure that compelled their gaze to linger upon her.
The woman slightly raised her brows, her blue eyes mysterious and deep like the sea, seemingly capturing one’s soul in an instant, as the two stared unblinkingly.
As the woman was about to step away, the two soldiers remembered their duties and blocked her path, coldly saying, "Please wait inside, you are not permitted to move freely."
"How dare you! Do you know who I am?" The woman shouted sternly, her authoritative demeanor causing both to involuntarily startle, instinctively taking a step back.
"I am Lady Mindai’s assistant. Do you dare to block me too? Are you trying to restrict my freedom?" The woman’s red lips slightly curled, radiating beauty, yet vaguely emitting a bloody aura of danger.
Both adjusted their expressions, staunch and unwaveringly stating, "Sorry, our duty is to protect you. You may move freely within the room, but cannot step outside. Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude."
"You... you are so infuriating." The woman’s cheeks flushed with anger, suddenly slamming the door and leaving.
The two exchanged a glance, hearing the sound of objects being smashed inside, shrugged their shoulders helplessly, and stood steadily at their posts.
Gradually, the woman’s cursing filled with vulgar words became audible, almost unbearably loud, wondering how someone so pretty could have such a temper.
Soon, there was complete silence inside, perhaps she had exhausted her venting.
The two thought no further, standing upright and dispelling any indecent thoughts.
If the two were to push open the door now, they would find that the person inside had already been swapped.
A shadow streaked across the sky like a meteor, unnoticed unless examined carefully.
On a lush sycamore tree, its foliage dense and overwhelming, hidden amidst its thick branches, an excited female voice emerged.
"I apologize for being late to protect you, Master. Please punish me."
The heroic tall woman kneeled on the branches, her head lowered, the icy gaze she had known for years cracking and thawing inch by inch.
And in front of her, a woman with golden curls, wearing a black strappy dress, leaned against a sturdy trunk. Her blue eyes casually looked at the woman kneeling before her.
"Mingyue, it really is you."
Compared to the woman’s agitation, his voice was frighteningly calm.
"It is me."
"What exactly is going on with all this?" It appears his soul reincarnation was far from simple.
"It’s a long story. In short, after I arrived in this world, I learned that your soul had also fallen into this world, and began searching for you. I finally found Miss, but by then, you had been missing for a long time...."