There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

During the day, the sky is clear and bright, but after night falls, the myriad stars become dim and inconspicuous, and even the bright moon that always hangs high in the sky is dark and without light.

Under the cover of night, two figures sped past on the streets of Xinzheng.

What should have been an elegant and graceful movement now revealed a disheveled and pathetic air, like a stray dog ​​fleeing for its life, exuding fear and unease.

One of them was even forcibly dragged along.

Behind them, several swift and agile figures were closing the distance, some even pointing their crossbows at the enemy. If it weren't for the need to avoid making too much noise in Xinzheng City, they would likely have already pulled the trigger.

"Cough cough cough..."

Raising his hand to cover his blood-stained lips, Dongjun, who was being dragged away, couldn't help but cough violently due to the surging internal energy within him.

Visible blood kept seeping from between his fingers.

Her pale face had lost all its usual haughty air, and even her bright, proud eyes had dimmed.

Like the setting sun, it teeters on the brink of collapse.

"Cough, Yue, don't worry about me. You can't get far with me. While I can still cover your retreat, quickly hide your belongings."

"With your methods, they won't be able to find you."

Looking at the Mo family's wandering knights closing in behind her, Dongjun's gaze hardened, and an unusual flush rose to her pale cheeks. She casually shoved what she was clutching in her palm into Yue Shen's hand, struggling to stay behind and cover their retreat.

"Don't move around, you're just causing me trouble."

Grabbing Dongjun's wrist tightly with her own, the Moon Goddess impatiently rebuked him, her usually calm and collected face now filled with anxiety. Even in this desperate escape, she couldn't help but retort to Dongjun:

"Who gave you the right to give orders? I can do whatever I want. When the Mo family's crossbows are fired later, I'll use you as a shield!"

"And besides, who gave you permission to call me A-Yue!"

"Ah Yue, don't be stubborn, I... Waaah..."

Dongjun frowned, feeling that the Moon Goddess had lost her usual composure and was acting somewhat emotionally and recklessly, so he was about to argue again.

But before she could even get started, the Moon Goddess shoved a strip of cloth into her mouth.

All that came out of his mouth were meaningless sobs.

Phew, finally some peace and quiet.

The cloth strip temporarily used to cover her eyes was stuffed into her mouth, and immediately distorted and illusory images floated in the moon goddess's vision, bringing her an inescapable trouble and burden.

But the latter felt inexplicably relaxed, as if a burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

Why not abandon Dongjun?

The Moon Goddess couldn't answer this question right away. She admitted that her mental state had been unstable ever since she was defeated by Jiang Mo that day.

The degree of emotional fluctuation was far greater than usual.

The decision to drag Dongjun along on his escape was perhaps an impulsive one driven by emotion.

Clearly, if she simply abandoned Dongjun, no one in the Yin-Yang School would continue to dominate her. She wouldn't even need to do anything or offer any explanation.

Everyone felt that this was the most rational decision at the time.

But the Moon Goddess felt a surging emotion stirring within her, as if whispering in her ear:

You'll regret doing this.

And it's for a lifetime.

Then just go for it. Just because Dongjun says it can't be done doesn't mean you can't do it either.

Today, she will prove herself superior to Dongjun!

Unlike Dongjun, who faced the Mo family leader's offensive head-on, Yueshen was more responsible for flanking cover, and her strength was still quite well preserved at this time.

Even if they dare not turn around and fight back, they still have the ability to use their methods.

Having made up her mind, she slightly opened her tightly closed eyes, and a faint glow, like moonlight turning to frost, began to surge gently in the depths of her eyes.

So the information flooded into her mind like a fountain of Coke with Mentos added.

It was unstoppable.

The whispers of fear beneath my feet, the alluring glow of streetlights and candlelight in the distance, the increasingly pungent stench of blood all around me, even the slight itch of sweat trickling down my forehead, the cool touch of Dong Jun's fingertips...

A deluge of information, big and small, came flooding in.

The Moon Goddess, like a scavenger searching through garbage, faces a lot of trash that would make her unhappy, yet she neither flinches nor avoids it, and rummages through it almost hysterically.

where.

Where exactly is it?

The Great Way is fifty, the Heavenly Way is forty-nine, and humanity escapes one of them; there should always be a glimmer of hope.

Where exactly is the hope of escaping this predicament?

Desperate to sift through the massive amount of information and find the faint glimmer of hope she needed, the Moon Goddess gritted her teeth, feeling the veins on her forehead throbbing, as if her head was about to burst into flames and burn completely.

Just then, a melodious melody drifted into my ears.

The melody was ethereal and poignant, bringing tears to one's eyes, yet it wasn't solely filled with sorrow and grief; it also subtly contained glimmers of hope and longing. Like the sea surging under the moonlight, though cold and quiet, it stirred a yearning for tomorrow.

Looking forward to the beauty of the sunrise...

After a brief moment of disorientation, the splitting headache caused by the overwhelming amount of information I had been exposed to was greatly relieved.

Faintly, she seemed to hear a voice that had left a deep impression on her:

"The moon shines bright over the vast sea, and pearls weep..."

Jiang Mo!?

Upon immediately recognizing the owner of the voice, the Moon Goddess was startled, her mind snapping out of her immersion in the music. Her eyes widened slightly as she saw the brightly lit pavilion filled with the sounds of music.

Zilan Pavilion, without realizing it, I had actually wandered into this vicinity?

Even though they were still quite far apart, the Moon Goddess seemed to be able to hear the seductive music echoing in her ears and see the tender, affectionate figures writhing before her eyes...

Instinctively, she wanted to escape far away.

The farther away she fled, the better, but the captivating music, like a vast ocean, lingered in her ears, giving rise to an extremely bold idea in the Moon Goddess's mind.

In places of prostitution, all sorts of people mingle.

If they could use the music to stall their pursuers and blend into the crowd, they might be able to escape successfully. After all, the Purple Orchid Pavilion was always full of beautiful women of all kinds, and she and Dongjun wouldn't attract attention by hiding there.

But that kind of place is far too improper...

The erotic images that Jiang Mo had previously implanted into her mind resurfaced uncontrollably, causing the Moon Goddess's heart to pound and her lips to tighten unconsciously.

Just as they were caught in their dilemma, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the air.

The Moon Goddess, whose expression changed, said she wanted to capture Dongjun to use as a shield, but when faced with the rapidly approaching crossbow bolts, she hurriedly pulled him away to avoid them. In the end, she herself almost couldn't dodge in time and was grazed by a crossbow bolt.

There was no time to hesitate, and they wouldn't let us go to the city center.

At worst, we'll just leave Dongjun behind to cover our retreat!

Feeling Dongjun's fingers struggling again, Yueshen gritted her teeth, gripped Dongjun's hand tightly, and suddenly opened her half-open eyes.

She turned slightly and looked behind her.

Several Mohist disciples who were caught off guard and met the Moon Goddess's gaze were immediately thrown into a daze, and their hurried pursuit came to an abrupt halt.

Faintly, the sound of a zither seemed to echo in my ears.

The city of Xinzheng, which was originally shrouded in night, seemed to have disappeared from everyone's sight, replaced by the surging sea.

Even more so, a vast and bright moon hangs high in the sky.

The cool moonlight cast a soft glow on each leaping wave, making them shimmer and appear dreamlike.

"wake up!"

Information was directly injected into everyone's minds through eye contact, ignoring their ability to appreciate music theory. This egalitarian approach captivated the relentlessly pursuing Mohist disciples. Only a sharp shout shattered this beautiful illusion that posed no real threat.

Although he was not immune to the trap just now, Jing Ke was no ordinary person. He quickly shook off the disturbance of the melodious zither music and regained his senses.

But when he woke up his colleague beside him, Jing Ke's heart sank.

Although it was only a momentary lapse in concentration, the Moon Goddess and the Eastern Lord had already vanished.

There are places nearby where one can find refuge...

With his usually nonchalant gaze sweeping across the streets and alleys, Jing Ke immediately noticed the bustling pavilion with its endless stream of carriages and horses in front of it.

His expression immediately became somewhat subtle.

Not daring to climb through any window for fear of causing a commotion, the Moon Goddess chose to sneak in through the main entrance. Supporting the unsteady Dongjun, she lightly made hand seals and cast a spell, draping an illusion over the two of them.

To outsiders, they looked like two fair-skinned and handsome young men, pulling each other along and mustering their courage to enter a place like Zilan Pavilion for the first time.

Dongjun, who was seriously injured, was gradually losing consciousness.

At first, she had no idea where the Moon Goddess had led her until the giggling girl came close and called out sweetly, "Young Master~", at which point Dongjun snapped out of his daze.

It was like a sudden burst of lucidity before death; he instantly regained consciousness.

Although he was new to the world and inexperienced, he had secretly followed and observed Yan Dan for a long time and had seen many scenes of princes and nobles indulging in pleasure.

At this moment, his eyes widened as he saw the scene of many men embracing each other. Dongjun immediately understood where the Moon Goddess had led him. Especially the smiling girls greeting guests, their smooth skin pressed against him without any hesitation, stirred up unpleasant memories in Dongjun's mind.

Thinking back to that time, when I was helplessly caught in the middle, rolling around on the ground, those unintentional touches...

"Don't move! Or I'll remove the illusion from you."

She lowered her voice and threatened Dongjun, and when he froze and immediately obeyed, Yue Shen felt a surge of pride and satisfaction.

Faced with the girl beside her blatantly pulling and tugging, the Moon Goddess was momentarily at a loss for words. She was naturally aloof and rarely interacted with others even within the Yin-Yang School; how could she possibly handle such a situation?

It's even more unknown what kind of behavior the men who come here to seek pleasure exhibit.

Subconsciously echoing the other person's words, before she knew it, she had been pulled into the side room.

They went into the room?!

Overwhelmed by too much information, the Moon Goddess suddenly realized that something terrible was about to happen.

Is this going to be a case of a fake phoenix and a false dragon?