This person here, could they be a notorious bandit!
If she were indeed such a bandit, entering here might be like lamb entering tiger's mouth, subjected to humiliation, losing her innocence!
She thought to herself that she had some measure of beauty, if this person makes a move on her, for the sake of her child she'd have to endure it to some extent.
But after entering the courtyard, looking at this handsome bandit, her heart couldn't help but pound, secretly lamenting, 'You were born a beauty, how unfortunate to be a thief.'
Then again she looked toward that stunning sister, yet a hint of darkness flashed by, feeling ashamed.
She possessed some beauty, but that sister was captivating beyond measure, she fell short by far.
With a sister of such remarkable beauty present, she doubted she'd garner any favor being considered mere chaff.
