"What's wrong?"
"I've seen her from a distance a few times before. Consort Liu seems taller, slimmer, and her facial features are a bit different!" the captain hesitantly replied.
Lu Xinghe shot him a knowing look, the air of a seasoned playboy: "You don't understand, do you? Women—dressed and undressed, made up and makeup-free—they're like two completely different people!"
"Visit Chunhua Building a few more times and you'll see. At night, every woman looks like Chang'e, but come morning, when the makeup's off, she might look worse than your own wife!"
The group burst into laughter again.
Lu Xinghe pulled a wine gourd from his waist. "Things have gone so smoothly; we'll all get credit for this once it's done. Let's have a drink together!"
As he spoke, he took the first sip himself, smacking his lips. "Great wine!"
He handed the wine gourd to the captain.
The captain took a sip and passed it along. Soon, everyone had taken a swig of the strong liquor.
Refreshing!
