Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the woman before him.
The "Lady Prince" before him placed her hand against her cheekbone. With the clacking sound of shifting bones, her face seemed to crumble, like a layer of skin collapsing inward. Following this, she carefully pulled at the connecting point with her fingertips, peeling the mask away.
Zhu E's gaze grew hazy, her trembling lips betraying her nerves. Meeting Chen Yi's gaze, her cheeks flushed as she shyly lowered her face.
"Disguise Technique?" Chen Yi asked.
This time, his infiltration of the military camp had primarily been for Qin Qingluo. The preceding test had all been for her. Yet unexpectedly, the "Qin Qingluo" before him turned out to be Zhu E in disguise.
Zhu E answered with a soft, seductive tone, "Yes."
Her face on this body seemed entirely mismatched.
"And this body…"
