After Swapping Bodies, the General Tears Apart His White Moonlight

Everyone at the General’s residence began to notice that their master and mistress had become utterly unrecognizable. The General, once sparing with words, dutiful and respectful, brotherly and harmonious, who used to carry Miss Lin in his arms, now spoke with vulgarity, argued with his mother, drove away his elder brother, and tore Miss Lin apart with his own hands. Their mistress was even stranger. Once timid and meek, trampled by anyone who cared to try, she now responded to disagreement with her fists, and her attitude towards the old madam was a complete mystery—at times filial and attentive, at times heartbroken and despairing, nearly causing the old madam to mistake her for a demon and try to burn her. But the oddest thing of all was the change in the relationship between the two masters. Their interactions had undergone a complete transformation. Don’t believe it? Just look. What everyone saw: after two years of sleeping in separate rooms, the couple now exchanged clothing without even asking each other's size—and each garment fit perfectly. At meals, they piled food into each other's bowls until it overflowed, utterly ignoring everyone else at the table. Who could believe there was nothing illicit between them? The reality: Chu Mu said, “Shen Zhao, I’m a man—if you turn up at the barracks dressed in those gaudy colors, are you trying to get me laughed to death?” Shen Zhao replied, “And I’m a woman—if you wear a man's robe, are you hoping your mother will beat you to death?” Chu Mu scolded, “Eat more, look at yourself—how can you have the strength to drill troops for me like that?” Shen Zhao retorted, “You too, eat more, replenish my body properly. Otherwise, how will I have the strength to deal with your mother, who is so different from what she seems, your lecherous brother, and your frail, helpless ‘white moonlight’ who almost got you killed?”