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

The Moon Goddess has already experienced enough of these memories; she doesn't need any more.

Just then, a commotion suddenly came from outside. The familiar voices immediately made the Moon Goddess tense up.

A disciple of the Mohist school?

They caught up so quickly?!

Chapter 33 Were the two guests drunk?

Even though she had fainted on the ground, the allure of the young lady from Zilan Pavilion showed no signs of diminishing.

On the contrary, the way it is left for anyone to pick adds to its allure.

It makes the devil in your heart restless, urging you to indulge those thoughts that you usually suppress, and to do whatever you want with the beautiful body in front of you.

This also caused the Moon Goddess to close her eyes tightly, not daring to look any longer.

But now, hearing the commotion of the Mo family disciples approaching, the Moon Goddess couldn't help but open her eyes a little more, eavesdropping on the commotion outside through the tightly closed door.

Shouts, curses, and arguments filled the air.

After a moment's thought, the Moon Goddess realized that although the Mo family disciple had followed the scent of blood into the Purple Orchid Pavilion, he was temporarily unable to continue tracking her and Dongjun due to the strong scent of perfume and cosmetics in the place.

Therefore, we had no choice but to resort to a clumsy method.

Search each room one by one!

Even if it means enduring scorn and insults, and attracting all sorts of trouble, I am determined to drag Dongjun and Yueshen out of Zilan Pavilion.

At other times, the Mohists would also be more discreet in their actions.

They wouldn't consider provoking a local power like Zilan Pavilion, much less offending the high-ranking officials who frequented their residence. After all, abruptly disturbing someone in bed is not something that can be explained away with a few words; one wrong move and they might be misunderstood as a personal insult.

But today's matter is no small thing.

The one besieged by the elders of the Yin-Yang School was none other than the contemporary leader of the Mohist School, the Six-Fingered Black Knight. And the ones they were chasing were no ordinary people either, but rather the young Dongjun and Yueshen, who had already reached the Innate Realm.

If these two rivals, who have the potential to become grandmasters, are not eliminated, they will surely become a major threat to the Mohist school in the future.

With the help of the Mirror Moon Eye, the Moon Goddess could easily sense the determination in the hearts of those Mohist disciples, and dared not be careless in the face of the current situation.

"No, we can't stay here any longer. They'll find this room sooner or later."

Just as the immediate crisis was resolved, the pursuing tigers and wolves arrived again. The Moon Goddess, who had never had a chance to catch her breath, felt that the crisis of the night was like a shadow, constantly pushing her to the brink of despair.

But the more she acted this way, the more unstoppable her stubbornness became.

Before Dongjun could say anything more, Yueshen had already figured out her plan to hide, and slightly opened the door to peek out.

His gaze quickly locked onto a young lady from the Purple Orchid Pavilion nearby.

"Excuse me, could you please come over here for a moment? There's something I need your help with..."

Staring at the shy face of a handsome young man, the Moon Goddess hesitated.

Without needing any extra acting skills, just imagining the unspoken meaning she wanted to convey made the Moon Goddess blush with embarrassment.

To the girl outside, it had a unique charm.

Without much thought, she swayed her slender waist and walked into the room with a charming smile, only to be immediately knocked unconscious by the Moon Goddess's preemptive strike.

“You wear hers, and I’ll wear the previous person’s.”

Pointing to the unconscious Zilanxuan girl, the Moon Goddess quickly explained her next plan to the Eastern Lord:

"Then we took their identities and infiltrated the Purple Orchid Pavilion."

"This, cough cough, isn't this a bit too risky?"

With a slight frown, Dongjun looked down at the woman who had fainted on the ground, his expression showing some difficulty. Even though the situation was critical, it was really difficult for her to act so shamelessly and deliberately coquettishly.

"No, your clothes aren't exactly revealing either, are they? If we're going to talk about it, I should be the one with more complaints!"

The Moon Goddess really went all out.

To prove that she was more capable of turning the tide than Dongjun in this critical moment, she, who usually wished she could hide herself in a sack and rarely showed her fingers to outsiders, grabbed the thin clothes scattered on the ground and changed.

How can they be the same?

With a slight frown, Dongjun clearly did not agree with the Moon Goddess's claim about her revealing clothing. Touching the clothes adorned with dazzling gold, he kept refuting her, blurting out things like "symbolic meaning" and "Dongjun's identity."

This made the Moon Goddess almost burst out laughing.

"Fine, if you're not willing to switch, then you might as well stay here to cover our retreat, so I don't have to expend extra energy to create illusions."

"Well, on the other hand, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures."

If Dongjun had been tasked with covering the retreat on the main street, she probably wouldn't have hesitated to give her last breath and warmth. But to do so in the brothel-like Zilan Pavilion, Dongjun felt it was better to continue concealing her identity.

The two quickly changed their clothes and then moved the two naked girls from Zilanxuan to the bed, thoughtfully covering them with a mandarin duck embroidered quilt.

As for the clothes that were taken off, that was even easier to handle.

These two garments, symbolizing the identities of the Eastern Lord and the Moon Goddess, have, over the years, become a kind of magical artifact.

The moon goddess left a spell on it.

At a critical moment, they deliberately remotely manipulated the two pieces of clothing to temporarily disguise themselves as the two people in order to confuse the enemy's attention and judgment.

However, this method cannot be maintained for long and cannot completely distract people.

Even as the Mohist disciples who were conducting the search were closing in, the Moon Goddess and the Eastern Lord did not panic too much. After exchanging their plans and clarifying their roles, they quietly pushed open the door and went out.

At the entrance to a slightly more distant room, the argument and commotion caused by the Mohist disciples' attempt to search the room had not yet subsided.

The corridors were crowded with onlookers eager to witness the spectacle.

The Moon Goddess, who was helping Dongjun out of the room, did not attract much attention. Those who were nearby glanced over subconsciously, but under the influence of the illusion, they only thought that a certain Zilanxuan girl was feeling unwell and was being helped away.

After a slight daze, I unconsciously looked away from the strange place.

Very well, let's slip away quietly, avoid the search by those Mohist disciples, find a place where we won't be disturbed, and help Dongjun stabilize his injuries first.

Even though the situation has changed several times, the Moon Goddess has not forgotten her goal from not long ago.

More precisely, seeing Dongjun's unsteady and disordered steps even with her support, the Moon Goddess felt an even greater sense of urgency.

A slight sense of guilt also surfaced in my heart.

For Dongjun on ordinary days, subduing a girl from Zilan Pavilion silently would be a simple matter. But just now, when Dongjun knocked out his target, he had genuinely aggravated his untreated injuries.

This made her breathing increasingly erratic.

If it weren't for the fact that they were in a place like Zilan Pavilion, a place of disreputable and shady dealings, which made Dongjun extremely vigilant, he probably would have already collapsed and fainted.

This could have been avoided.

Coming to Zilan Pavilion was her idea, so in the Moon Goddess's view, all the troubles and difficulties encountered there should be her responsibility. However, her performance just now was truly appalling, even forcing the heavily injured Dongjun to take action.

Absolutely, absolutely we cannot let Dongjun make a move again!

Having made up her mind, the Moon Goddess gripped the Eastern Lord's arm tighter and quickened her pace slightly.

But at that moment, a familiar aura suddenly entered her senses.

This highly aggressive aura has repeatedly appeared before her eyes and in her dreams, giving the Moon Goddess an unprecedented experience.

That was precisely the culprit behind her flustered and erratic behavior just now.

Jiang Mo!

How did he get here?!

No, that guy seems to have a close relationship with Zilanxuan, so it's normal for him to be here. Of course, he would also be attracted by the commotion caused by the Mo family disciples.

How could I have overlooked this!

Overwhelmed with fear and trepidation, the moon goddess suddenly realized that the corruption and erosion of her mind and spirit might be even deeper than she had imagined.

Zilanxuan is a mixed bag, which is quite nice.

Strictly speaking, this place couldn't be considered an allied force for her and Dongjun, but when she made decisions and plans, she subconsciously regarded it as a safe and reliable hiding place.

This is... a result of being corrupted by Jiang Mo's perception!

Now that I understand this, it's already a bit too late. The aura that has entered the Moon Goddess's perception is getting closer and closer.

Da, da, da.

Although the footsteps weren't particularly hurried, their approach was unusually fast, making the Moon Goddess clearly realize one fact:

It's too late to get around it!

At this moment, the Moon Goddess calmed down. She realized that the only thing she could rely on now was the keen perception brought by the "Mirror Moon Eyes" and the opportunity to detect Jiang Mo's aura first.

The illusion must be dispelled.

That guy had previously encountered and even broken through the illusions I created; the illusions I'm casting on myself and Dongjun now are completely ineffective against them.

Instead, it will only make things worse and attract unnecessary attention.

You can't just meet the other person face to face. Even if you changed your clothes, you won't have time to carefully change your makeup, and you'll most likely be recognized.

We absolutely must find cover...

The Moon Goddess's gaze sharpened as she noticed two drunken guests not far away. Without thinking, she subtly shifted her steps, seemingly in a flustered state as she accidentally bumped into the two men.

"You blind fool..."

The cursing stopped abruptly as soon as it was uttered. Looking at the two stunningly beautiful faces before him—one aloof and ethereal, the other haggard and sickly—the guest couldn't help but wonder if he was already drunk and dreaming.

Otherwise, how could one possibly meet such a divine figure?

Normally, upon seeing someone no less impressive than Zi Nu, he might have felt ashamed and dared not approach, but now, fueled by alcohol, even the most timid man would have courage.

Using the excuse that the other party bumped into him, he took the opportunity to corner the two people against the wall.

With her head bowed and not daring to look up, the Moon Goddess, whose palms were already soaked with sweat, breathed a sigh of relief only after feeling the breath brush past her without lingering.

His tense body also felt slightly weak.

"Hey ladies, where are you headed? Why don't you two have some fun with us?"

"Don't look so gloomy, come on, smile!"

With her attention back on the present, the Moon Goddess heard the foul language coming from nearby and immediately felt a wave of nausea and vomiting.