Lu Bei looked at the woman before him in astonishment; aside from her white clothes having turned black, her looks and figure were identical to the little palace maid he had buried in the ground.
He who played with birds all day had finally been blinded by their pecks.
Usually, it was only Lu Bei who disguised himself to deceive others, but today he was hoodwinked by someone else wearing a disguise. He had to admit that the Profound Monarch's acting was superb, portraying a pitiful little palace maid so vividly that she was almost his equal.
What a pity.
Back then, he was too much of a gentleman, failing to seize the opportunity for pleasure; otherwise, he could now lift his hand, take a whiff, and say with a sneer, "Profound Monarch, your skin is truly soft," gaining back some face.
He had been careless; he would definitely change that next time!