The yellow sand of Border Town has blinded many eyes, for seven years, no one realized that General Zhentian is not a man, but a woman.
Her Royal Highness Princess has also transformed from a young girl into a young lady.
Yet beneath the armor, beneath the mask, her breathtaking face, her unparalleled figure, remain hidden.
"Little rascal, if you dare touch this General's mask, you'll have no candy for a whole month." General Zhentian was reclining on a deck chair, half-closing her eyes in a nap, while a small chubby hand sneaked over, curious to see her true face.
Lady Wan hurried over, scooped up the mischievous little rascal and gave him a couple of pats on his little behind with her big hand.
The little child was bewildered, even when his mother hit him, he remained cute and dazed, neither crying nor fussing, just staring at Lady Wan with his big round eyes.
Lady Wan said in exasperation, "You brat, thick-skinned!"
