The Curtain Is Not Lifted

One When Lu Yanzhi stepped onto the land of Red Beach, a group of bright red and noisy honor guards were marching through the streets with great fanfare. It seemed that they were using their beauty to win the favor of visitors from all over, but it was actually in line with the reputation of Red Beach. She was breathing heavily under the scorching sun, while the pretty girl with a thin throat on the seat held up the brim of her hat with a pair of jade hands. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes under the black gauze had long been full of impatience. While scolding the heat, she kept urging the coachman, "If you miss Consul Tang's banquet, I guarantee that you will have no place in this hundred-mile radius!" The coachman paused, his long-downcast brows and hunched back suddenly came to life, and a pair of clear, malicious eyes glanced slyly at the pretty and lovely girl on the seat. The handkerchief the girl used to wipe her sweat left a red mark on her forehead. "Miss, please wait a moment... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.