Moon Goddess

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A series of footsteps shattered the silence.
On this clear autumn moonlit night, a murderous aura suddenly filled the imperial city. Several figures darted between buildings, all relentlessly pursuing the unpredictable silver light that darted
about ten paces away! Encircled from all sides, the silver light was gradually trapped
in the alleyways of Zhaoyang Street, its escape route growing narrower and narrower until every alleyway entrance was blocked by a single person
.
"Jade Rabbit Thief, surrender now!"
Yu Manrong, an elder of the renowned swordsmanship school "Shishui Sword," brandished his sword and roared, his wrinkled eyes flashing with a sharp light.
His long robe sleeves billowed, and a jade-green sword light flashed out from thin air, instantly spreading like a torrent of water, striking five points in a single move!
Seeing no escape, the graceful figure in white suddenly turned and raised her arm, as if to flick her sword with her fingers. Yu Manrong's attack was
swift and decisive; the five swords suddenly converged into one, their latent power surging forth, poised to shatter the opponent's finger strength and defeat them in one fell swoop—but then
the woman in white suddenly leaped up. Whether it was a single sword strike or five sword strikes, both employed the exquisite
technique of "Floating Water," possessing immense power. Yet, in the instant of the shift in attack, the woman in white seized the opportunity, her
exquisite lightness skill, as thin as a thread, suddenly activated, allowing her to dart through the convergence of sword light, barely grazing a strand of hair.
Yu Manrong, filled with shock and rage, turned and cursed, "Thief…" The word escaped her lips, but she suddenly couldn't catch her breath.
As the woman in white dodged the sword strike, she casually swept a palm across Yu Manrong's neck. The force, released only momentarily, erupted,
instantly turning the renowned swordsman of the capital pale, and he swayed and collapsed. Peng Sheng, a martial arts master from the Five Elements Academy,
quickly helped her up and shouted to his disciples, "Aren't you going to watch over Elder Yu? That female thief's movements are unpredictable, don't go after her!"
While everyone was astonished, they simultaneously caught a whiff of osmanthus fragrance. The woman in white flashed past, her body scent
intoxicating Even the younger men couldn't help but tremble: "That thief debuted over a decade ago, how... how does she still possess
such a youthful fragrance?"
The woman deftly passed through three weapons—a nine-ringed saber, a steel fork, and a water-splitting moth-eyebrow dagger—and dodged
Peng Sheng's powerful punches, shifting and changing her stance, managing to escape the encirclement once more. Everyone had witnessed the woman's extraordinary
lightness skill ; they had finally managed to intercept her using the ambush, but now that she had escaped again, how could they possibly catch her tonight?
In their anger and frustration, several skilled fighters rushed forward, but the woman easily shook them off.
A gust of wind quietly broke through the air. An arrow flew through the air, suddenly halting the white-clad woman's advance! Dozens of
eyes from all directions clearly saw the arrow fly out from the shadows, striking the woman squarely in the chest and ribs.
The woman staggered back, collapsing to the ground after a few steps, yet no blood was drawn. The arrowhead sank slightly into the folds of her clothing,
then fell diagonally, clearly having struck not ordinary night-clothes, but a finely woven armor designed to protect against weapons.
Even so, the arrow's power had stopped the woman in her tracks, marking her first time being struck. Even with
her face , her pained expression was evident. Yu Manrong, who had just sat up, saw the arrow and
exclaimed in surprise, "This arrow… is incredibly powerful! Who is the master who helped?"
A cold laugh came from the shadows, and a man clad in bronze armor stepped into the moonlight, a
cast iron eagle feather protruding from his helmet, gleaming coldly in the moonlight. Behind the archer, several figures emerged, all wearing
identical and carrying bows and arrows, aiming at the white-clad woman in the circle, instantly forming an encirclement.
"The 'Green Willow Banner'... its twelve sharp wings!" Not only Yu Manrong and Peng Sheng, but many others exclaimed simultaneously
.
The "Green Willow Banner" was the private army of the Li family, a family of archers renowned for their skill, ranking among the six great families. The Li family was
on par with the Mu family, the powerful "Silver Saddle General's Mansion" of the imperial city, known as "the two armies of the court and the countryside, excelling in both horsemanship and archery," making them
the two .
Legend has it that an ancient general, skilled in archery, once drew his longbow at night and ambushed an enemy general across the river from behind a curtain, the enemy marveling at his unparalleled archery prowess, calling it "
one arrow that breaks an entire formation"—this was the ancestor of the Li family. After the fall of the previous dynasty, the Li family archers, due to the change of dynasties,
no longer served as generals, but their former archer corps remained loyal to the Li family camp, thus becoming hereditary family generals. The Li family retained the name "Green Willow Banner" for their last
garrison , and their descendants continued to hone their archery skills. Over generations, they became the most fearsome
snipers in the martial arts world.
The head of the Li family was known as the "Flying General," and his troops were divided into various branches, including the "Feather Hunting Team" that surrounded the enemy in formation,
the "Yuanrong Army" that operated crossbows, and even more sinister assassins who would strike from the shadows...
The "Twelve Sharp Wings" were a group of elite archers within the Green Willow Banner. These twelve men, regardless of their surnames or
backgrounds , acted entirely on their master's orders, showing no mercy to any opponent. The imperial warriors had long heard of her name but had never
witnessed her skills. Seeing her archery prowess, they were astonished: "One arrow was enough to subdue the Jade Rabbit Thief;
if twelve arrows were fired simultaneously, who would survive?"
The sharpshooter who had fired the first arrow stepped forward, not even glancing at the others, and coldly stopped in
front of , letting out a chilling laugh: "My master has ordered you to live. Jade Rabbit Thief! If you don't want to suffer further,
remove your mask and let everyone see what this vile woman who harms and steals looks like!"
The woman in white calmly raised her head, her eyes only showing a faint, cold smile. The archer snorted and used his longbow to
lift her veil. Only half of her face was vaguely visible when suddenly her expression turned surprised, and she cried out in alarm, "You...you're not...
who are you?"
A flash of silver light appeared, and the white-clad girl held a pair of gleaming daggers in her hands. Taking advantage of the archer's surprise,
she snapped the bow into three pieces with two slashes, and then darted backward! The wind howled, and the other archers simultaneously fired their arrows,
but the surprise attack was ineffective. The woman's daggers danced, her footwork swift and agile,
managing
to deflect a barrage of arrows and then plunge into the crowd. With a human shield to block the arrows, the white-clad girl once again used her elusive footwork, dodging the Tiger Wing Squad's swordsmen and Five Elements Academy members
who were closing shaking off more than a dozen people in succession, and disappearing back into the shadows of the alley.
The situation suddenly descended into chaos again. Peng Sheng pushed aside his companions blocking his way and chased after her, shouting urgently, "Everyone, keep a close eye on her!
Don't let the Jade Rabbit Thief escape!"
"It's not her!"
Everyone turned back in astonishment, only to see the Sharp-Edged Archer drop his broken bow and roar angrily, "That Jade Rabbit
debuted over a decade ago, how could she be so young! This...this is a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"
These words caused everyone to be surprised, but a chill followed.
If the Jade Rabbit Thief's subordinates possessed such skill, managing to escape from the combined attacks of various experts in the capital city, plus the "Twelve Sharp-Edged Archers
," then what level of skill did she herself possess?
*** *** *** ***
The night was deep, yet the moonlight still shone brightly.
A graceful, alluring silhouette emerged from the night mist, silently landing
atop the nine-tiered eaves of "Honghuju," the tallest building in the imperial city. Clad in white, she blended seamlessly into the moonlit glazed tiles, appearing in
the darkness and standing atop the tower, utterly inconspicuous.
Honghuju was the oldest restaurant in the imperial city. Though its beams and pillars were ancient, the nine-story building
still exuded a soaring ambition, inspiring countless travelers to ascend and contemplate the past. Its
panoramic view of the capital inspired the lofty thoughts of countless heroes. Compared to it, the surrounding small buildings and courtyards seemed
insignificant , making the tower's grandeur and imposing presence all the more striking.
Had it not been for the curfew, the building would likely still be filled with the sounds of clinking glasses and recounting epic tales of heroism.
Amidst the high eaves and brisk wind, Shi Chanjuan gracefully stood still, gently smoothing her flowing hair. The long silk scarf around her neck
billowed behind her, creating two shimmering silver waves.
From the rooftop, the city's crisscrossing thoroughfares were laid out before her, and of course,
Zhaoyang Avenue, several blocks away, was also visible. In the moonlight, several groups of people could be vaguely seen rushing about in a chaotic manner. Shi Chanjuan watched with delight
, a playful smile playing on her lips beneath her veil, as if she were watching a grand spectacle. Suddenly, a
clear male voice drifted from beneath the eaves.
"Soaring through the air, appearing and disappearing at will—what incredible skill in lightness of movement! Jade Rabbit of the Moon Palace, truly worthy of being called
the world's number one swift traveler."
Clearly, someone was waiting for her on the top floor of Honghu Residence. Shi Chanjuan remained composed, sitting down on the corner of the eaves. Her tone suddenly turned
wistful: "Too many enemies. The rabbit has to run fast! I don't have time for idle chatter. I only asked you out
to ask one thing."
The man's tone was leisurely, but he said, "No rush. Someone's holding a knife to my neck;
it feels chilly to speak. Why don't you take a look at yourself first?"
Shi Chanjuan glanced sideways, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes. A steel sword, as broad as a man's hand, was pointed at
her neck, arriving silently. The hilt was held in the arm of a heavily armored man, whose imposing figure seemed to almost overshadow her. The newcomer's face was solemn, his eyes fixed on her; it was Xiong Lingkai,
the sixth-rank cavalry captain leading the Tiger Wing Squad . "I thought I'd have some peace and quiet! Someone's here so quickly." Shi Chanjuan smiled calmly, her tone unintentionally charming: "Everyone else has run to Zhaoyang Street, how did you find me, sir ?" Xiong Lingkai snorted, his expression quite complicated. "You used this trick seventeen years ago, don't think no one remembers. You didn't expect anyone to be able to chase you here, did you?" "How could I? I remember you too, Lord Xiong . " Shi Chanjuan tilted her head and smiled coquettishly, as if she didn't care about the sharp blade pressed against her neck : "It's been many years, and you've become the leader of the Tiger Wing Squad! General Mo would be overjoyed if he could see this." Xiong Lingkai's lips trembled slightly, and he roared angrily: "Shut up!" He thrust his broadsword forward, almost slicing into Shi Chanjuan's shoulder and neck , but his fingers trembled slightly as he controlled the sword. "Jade Rabbit of the Moon Palace! You said you'd retire to the manor and never commit crimes again, so why have you broken your vow and stolen again? And even injured someone! I'll only hear your explanation once. If you don't explain clearly, I won't let you go today!" His tone grew increasingly agitated, almost uncontrollable. Shi Chanjuan looked back at him, slowly shaking her head, a questioning glint in her beautiful eyes. "I didn't lie, nor did I break my vow." Shi Chanjuan smiled gently, her eyes unfathomable : "I want to know even more than you do: who is it that's been using the name of the 'Jade Rabbit of the Moon Palace' for seventeen years , swindling people and then pinning this on me? " The wind whistled, making Shi Chanjuan's hair dance wildly, and Xiong Lingkai's thoughts seemed to follow suit. He tried his best to maintain a cold expression, but his heart remained restless. Finally, he spoke. "So, according to you… the thief who's been committing crimes lately isn't you, but a fake 'Jade Rabbit of the Moon Palace' ?" Shi Chanjuan smiled knowingly, her gaze sharp. " Someone has impersonated the Jade Rabbit, that's for sure. As for whether there's a so-called thief, I think we'll have to think about that some more." Xiong Lingkai's expression hardened at her words, and he asked in a low voice, "What makes you say ?" Shi Chanjuan lowered her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the building. The mysterious figure inside seemed to sense the gaze directed at him and lazily replied, "Lord Xiong of the Imperial City Guard is no ordinary person; he can certainly uncover the truth of the case. Why should I bother with my words? Too much talk leads to mistakes, and I still want to keep my head." Xiong Lingkai snorted inwardly, his mind elsewhere. Although the operation to capture the thief was large-scale, among everyone present tonight, he was probably the only one who had truly faced the "Jade Rabbit of the Moon." Based on his past experience, he had noticed and intercepted Shi Chanjuan at Honghu Residence ahead of them. He led several of his trusted Tiger Wing Squad members to the top floor, only to unexpectedly encounter an uninvited guest. The building was dark, even more so than the moonlit streets. After taking a few steps, he suddenly saw a tall, slender figure silhouetted against the shadows, seated alone in the central seat, vaguely shrouded in a floor-length robe, making it impossible to discern his age or appearance . "Who is this esteemed guest?" Xiong Lingkai immediately became alert, gripping his broadsword forged from fine steel. The sword was drawn silently, demonstrating the profound and solid power of his mastered "Panshan Hard Sword" technique. "Panshan Hard Sword" was a unique skill Xiong Lingkai learned in his youth, a rare internal swordsmanship in the North. It emphasized immense strength and a controlled stance, requiring at least ten years of dedicated practice to transform brute force into effortless, sustained power . Xiong Lingkai had practiced this sword for thirty years, honing his skills to a state of effortless, fluid power, capable of reducing the force of a two-zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) city wall to a feather's throw. Naturally, he could wield the sword with lightning speed. Any rash movement from the man would immediately trigger Xiong Lingkai's pre-laid sword intent, unleashing a barrage of deadly attacks. The man merely smiled: "A keen eye for the situation, worthy of being General Mo's successor. What a pity, what a pity!" Xiong Lingkai's expression changed slightly. Before he could question him, a white shadow suddenly vanished outside the window, soaring straight to the eaves, almost appearing as if it were a hallucination. Xiong Lingkai had no time to spare. He gestured, and his Tiger Wing Guards rushed forward, several single-edged swords pressed against the man's neck, encountering no resistance whatsoever. Until Xiong Lingkai reached the rooftop and restrained Shi Chanjuan, he hadn't even made eye contact with the man. To be able to meet with the "Jade Rabbit of the Moon Palace" was undoubtedly a key figure in the imperial city theft case, but what was his true identity?

Before Xiong Lingkai could question her, Shi Chanjuan turned and smiled, "If Lord Xiong were here, he would refuse
to say a word . Please, sir, move to my humble abode first, and I will tell you later, shall I?"
"Are you begging me to release you?"
"That's true." Shi Chanjuan glanced at the sword at her neck, smiled faintly, a hint of melancholy in her eyes.
"People's words are never trustworthy, and things in this world are never that easy. Lord Xiong, you should take me back to the prison; perhaps a severe
trial will close the case."
Xiong Lingkai's heart trembled, a sharp pain like needles pricking him. In his slightly dizzy mind, a scene
from deep within suddenly resurfaced—
the owner of the brocade battle robe had his hands bound behind his back, gleaming black
iron wielding halberds surrounding him impenetrably, their halberds pointed at that man.
"General Mo…"
In the chaos, he heard himself call out urgently. "Release the general! You... have you rebelled?
Hurry "
"Xiong Er!"
A sharp shout stopped him in his tracks as he drew his sword. It was the general in brocade robes. Xiong Lingkai was stunned, his
anger still rising, when he saw a lazy smile on the face hidden by the halberd, as if everything was perfectly normal.
"If you think your life is too long, you can give it away. Just go back straight. The rest is up to you
."
That smile, which treated life and death like a game, gradually sank into the twilight. Suddenly, he came to his senses, and the sword tip
had inexplicably fallen.
Shi Chanjuan, the blade still between her throat and his, remained silent, her gaze fixed on the empty space; in Xiong Lingkai's eyes, it was no different from
staring at him.
"I'll give you a chance to prove your innocence."
When he said it, even Xiong Lingkai himself couldn't believe it. Shi Chanjuan's gaze was even more surprised. Her beautiful
eyes, which had seen so much of life, rarely showed a flicker of emotion, leaving everyone bewildered. He composed himself, trying his best to make his voice
sound cautious: "But I can't trust you blindly. If I avoid your conversation, how can I guarantee you won't take the opportunity
to leave ?"
"That's true."
Shi Chanjuan smiled sweetly, her slender, jade-like fingers, gloved with lambskin, swept across her face and gently removed
the white veil covering her nose, revealing a delicate, youthful face; her rosy lips were slightly upturned,
a hint of mischievousness in her elegance. Xiong Lingkai was suddenly struck by her radiant beauty, a sudden tightness in his chest, his
ears ringing, his mind blankly conjuring up the thought:
"This is what she looks like when she smiles! After all these years, she's still... she's still so beautiful!"
With the veil removed, the white-clad woman bathed in moonlight was no longer mysterious; every inch of her skin, every smile, was so
real, her firm and beautiful figure within reach, arousing an irresistible desire in him. No matter how hard Xiong Lingkai tried, he
couldn't turn his gaze away, and finally admitted his utter defeat.
"I have nothing to guarantee, anyway, no one dares to believe what the 'Jade Rabbit of the Moon' says."
At this point, Shi Chanjuan smiled, her raised hand and glance back alluring: "If Lord Xiong believes me,
we'll meet at our old spot in half an hour. If you don't believe me, you can tie me up with an iron chain! Be gentle,
I'm afraid of pain." With that, she actually extended her slender arms forward, helplessly awaiting capture.
With a "thud," Xiong Lingkai put down his broadsword, his right hand grabbing Shi Chanjuan's wrists, his left arm pulling her
into his embrace. Through a thin layer of snow-white satin clothing, her voluptuous, soft body pressed against his
armor, her chest, waist, and thighs rubbing against each other, the alluring fragrance of orchids and musk filling his nostrils, penetrating to his heart, as if he were intoxicated by
a drunken passion.
"Lord Xiong! You...how could you..."
For the first time since the confrontation began, Shi Chanjuan's face showed shock and embarrassment. Her several attempts to push Xiong Lingkai away failed, only fueling
his anger. He suddenly yanked open the delicate white gauze scarf she used to wrap her neck, removing the covering between her chest and neck.
Only then did he notice that Shi Chanjuan's dress had a low collar, leaving her fair neck and collarbone completely exposed.
A small crescent-shaped mark was faintly visible on the skin near her shoulder, like a petal falling in frosty weather. A glimpse of
her rosy skin was visible through the opening of her dress, revealing a narrow cleavage leading to a pair of large, ripe
breasts. The curves were so rounded that even the clothing couldn't conceal their beauty. The tight folds of the fabric where her breasts met her body
revealed their mature fullness, a truly breathtaking sight.
Such a captivating beauty, possessing both alluring figure and youthful looks, was indeed enough to kill any man.
Xiong Lingkai freed his right hand, which was spread wide, and plunged it into Shi Chanjuan's ample breasts. He was immediately astonished: "This...
how can a woman's body be so soft!"
If he hadn't seen the slightly damp indentation in the center of her collarbone, Xiong Lingkai would have thought she was boneless.
Although she was still dressed, the beauty in his arms was completely limp. His fingers, which were tightly gripping her full breasts
, were more than halfway submerged, and the outline of her breasts, like flower petals, was squeezed out between his fingers. His hand was full of alluring elasticity, which seemed to want to drip juice
as he kneaded it. Even the nipples that stood erect under her clothes were soft and bouncy, and they trembled slightly when touched
, as if milk was about to gush out.
Xiong Lingkai's hands were sweaty from rubbing, his breathing heavy. Seeing Shi Chanjuan nestled in his arms without resistance,
her delicate shoulders and neck glistening with a thin layer of sweat, accompanied by a faint, trembling sensation, he suddenly realized: "
Could it be ...she's waiting for me?"
A surge of intense desire welled up within him. Xiong Lingkai's iron arm around her slender waist shifted, his hand swiftly slipping
under her soft silk trousers, directly touching her buttocks, instantly feeling a dampness.
"Eek...!"
Shi Chanjuan murmured in surprise, her chin lifting, a look of bewilderment beneath her thick, long eyelashes, seemingly unprepared
for this turn of events. Xiong Lingkai had finally touched Shi Chanjuan's private skin, and a surge of excitement overwhelmed him. His hand desperately
probed the tight space between her buttocks, while simultaneously bending down to explore. His middle finger suddenly found a delicate opening, surrounded by
a slippery fluid, seemingly not entirely sweat.
Xiong Lingkai knew what it was, of course. The thought of the "Jade Rabbit of the Moon" right before his fingers overwhelmed him, and
he couldn't control himself. He grabbed Shi Chanjuan's plump buttocks and pulled her forcefully against himself, forcing his foot between her legs.
In his haste, he yanked his belt, disregarding his robes and armor, revealing a dark, erect penis. He pulled back
the thin skin with its bulging purple veins, revealing a scarlet glans. Before Shi Chanjuan could cry out, he had already pressed the penis against her
buttocks.
"Wait...wait!"
Shi Chanjuan, seeing him forcibly spread her legs, knew Xiong Lingkai's intention and hurriedly cried out; seeing that...
The massive penis pressed against her crotch, unable to be stopped in time, allowing it to forcefully pound against her crotch, repeatedly striking the area around her mons pubis,
leaving behind traces of clear, sticky fluid.
The penis rubbed against her crotch, gradually approaching a fleshy, tender indentation—the
location . Xiong Lingkai, unusually excited, let out a low growl, guiding the head of his penis towards the warm, soft flesh beneath the thin silk.
Without waiting to remove his silk trousers, he thrust it forcefully into the indentation.
The surging, intense heat of his male body pressed against her private parts, instantly sending a shiver through Shi Chanjuan. Her crotch became moist,
soon overflowing with honey-like fluid, and the fabric at the point of contact between the penis and her vulva seeped with tiny bubbles. The soaked white silk
faintly a rosy complexion, highlighting two peach-like mounds of flesh, lightly covered with fine hairs,
with a narrow slit in the center, as if waiting to be peeled away.
Suddenly, Shi Chanjuan began to resist. She desperately pushed away Xiong Lingkai's chest, her back arching, a soft, trembling moan escaping her lips:
"No...don't!" Her voice was soft and sweet, like a dream.
Faced with such a beauty, how could Xiong Lingkai stop? Fearing Shi Chanjuan would escape, he grew impatient, his iron arms
tightening their grip, pressing firmly against her buttocks; with each push, the tip of his penis sank even deeper, pressing the damp, thin silk
fabric into her jade gate, the outer layer of flesh prying open with countless folds, as if torn to its limit, about
to be pierced by that thick, dark, ferocious thing at any moment.
Despite this thin barrier, Xiong Lingkai felt an unprecedented excitement. Although his penis only
hovered outside Shi Chanjuan's honeyed crevice, her flesh was thick and plump; even a shallow probe of the entrance revealed a warm, tight embrace
and receptiveness, stronger than the depths of an ordinary woman's vagina, as if it were a living thing.
Shi Chanjuan tried to resist several times, but couldn't hide the wanton moans escaping her lips. As she struggled, their thighs rubbed together
more intensely, their bodies repeatedly intertwining and slipping apart, leaving sticky fluids seeping through the fabric, soaking Xiong Lingkai's trousers and boots.
Xiong Lingkai was both excited and anxious. Several times, the warm, moist flesh gently gripped and sucked him, and in a daze, he felt the urge to ejaculate.
Reluctantly parting from the soft, tender touch, Xiong Lingkai pulled his hand from between her buttocks and trousers, attempting to pull down Shi Chanjuan's waistband.
"I want you! Quickly... let me come!" Xiong Lingkai gasped, his voice low but with a hint of a roar.
Shi Chanjuan breathed heavily, her cheeks flushed, seemingly on the verge of climax, but then she lowered her eyes and smiled.
In the throes of mutual ecstasy, that mischievous smile was particularly alluring. Xiong Lingkai felt a surge of heat in his heart, and before he could react,
a slender, delicate hand caressed the head of his penis, pressing it directly into the heart of her vagina beneath the thin fabric.
His clothes were still on, so his penis couldn't penetrate fully, but the silk was extremely thin and damp, and with Shi Chanjuan's fingers providing support
, the entire glans was still inserted into the honeyed depths padded with silk. Waves of tight, smooth vaginal contractions enveloped his
glans, as if a thousand tongues were moving simultaneously, sucking and licking the head of his penis.
The pleasure was a hundred times greater than any external penetration. The moment Xiong Lingkai entered, all the pleasure in his body was concentrated there, his mind went blank, and
his glans swelled to more than twice its normal size, pressing against the silk fabric pressed into the heart of her vagina before he suddenly ejaculated!
The most powerful first spurt, penetrating the silk threads, shot swiftly and thoroughly into Shi Chanjuan's honeyed depths, causing her
vagina to convulse. Most of the semen couldn't penetrate; the heavy, whitish semen gushed out in waves
, splashing recklessly onto the roof tiles. The remainder dripped down Shi Chanjuan's tender vulva, trickling down her legs
.
He didn't know how long he ejaculated, but when Xiong Lingkai awoke from his uncontrolled, intoxicating state, the tingling numbness after the violent ejaculation
surged . He had never ejaculated so rapidly and so abundantly, leaving him with a momentary feeling of being completely drained.
Shi Chanjuan trembled slightly in his arms, only regaining her senses after a long while. A trace of semen clung to the tip of her sheepskin gloved finger;
she licked it gently, her cherry lips protruding.
"So many came out... Lord Xiong, do you really miss me that much?"
Shi Chanjuan's eyes were flushed with embarrassment, yet her shy expression held an undeniable allure, as if she had thoroughly enjoyed the
passionate . As the desire in his chest gradually subsided, Xiong Lingkai wiped the sweat from his brow, looked down at the mess on his lower body,
and suddenly felt ashamed: "I... what have I done? General Mo entrusted her to me back then, she... I...
how could I treat her like this!"
Recalling the bewitching desire of moments before, Xiong Lingkai broke out in a cold sweat. In his shock and regret, he still couldn't help but secretly imagine
the sensual scene of having a beauty in his arms, letting her ride him at will. Thinking of the fact that he hadn't succeeded completely, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of
disappointment.
Shi Chanjuan, however, was much more at ease than him. She reached out and adjusted his belt, then looked back at her own wet legs,
seemingly embarrassed, but only smiled tenderly and said softly, "I know what Lord Xiong is thinking. Wouldn't it be better to say it elsewhere
later ?"
Xiong Lingkai knew he couldn't refuse. He had just ejaculated between her legs; how could he possibly bring himself
to say ? Remembering that his subordinates were still in the building, though they hadn't seen what had just happened, they probably understood
most of it from what they'd heard, and he felt even more ashamed.
He shook his head and sighed deeply, "I was bewitched; I almost forgot who you are. I'll trust
you one more time and wait half an hour."
Shi Chanjuan smiled sweetly, "Lord Xiong's magnanimity is truly admirable."
Xiong Lingkai picked up his broadsword again, sheathed it, and glanced back as he jumped down from the eaves, his lips moving slightly. Shi Chanjuan heard it
clearly, yet a barely perceptible self-deprecating whisper escaped her lips: "Anyway, I've already waited seventeen years. Even if I wait again,
it won't change anything."
*** *** *** ***
Xiong Lingkai was thus dismissed. Judging from his footsteps, even the few Tiger Wing Squad confidants who followed him seemed filled with
suspicion, unable to understand why their commander would abandon such a golden opportunity to capture the thief.
With her veil fastened, Shi Chanjuan transformed back into the "Jade Rabbit of the Moon Palace," the one who roamed the imperial city at night, leaving all heroes helpless. Despite having just
experienced a period of passionate intimacy, her face beneath the white veil showed no trace of lingering pleasure, as if everything had vanished into thin air.
Shi Chanjuan brushed a strand of hair aside, smiling easily, "We've wasted quite a bit of time, now we can get back to the point."
"So you still remember me?"
The voice from upstairs replied sullenly, "Next time, please persuade him to move his servants away first. While you two are
having your fun up there, my head is still right next to the steel blade. Maybe some hot-blooded young man will get so engrossed in listening that he'll
accidentally let go, and you'll never hear my golden advice again."
"That would be nice, at least. Do you think I really want to hear it?" Shi Chanjuan sat down on the roof ridge, her tone
indifferent , but her expression was quite solemn. "Enough of the small talk, I want to ask you about the thefts in the Imperial City.
You live in the Imperial City, so you should know more than I do. I heard that the amount of silver stolen in these cases is not small."
"How could so many things have caused such a stir in the city?"
"Those targeted by thieves in the past month or so are not ordinary commoners."
The man in the building spoke casually, as if discussing trivial matters. "Leaving
aside the leaders of gangs and sects like the Flowing Water Sword, the Five Elements Academy, and the Common Fist Sect, even
the residence of Chang Nutao, the leader of the Hengshuo Gang, known as 'Opening Scale Golden Dragon,' in the capital has been raided, and many of his subordinates have been injured. This case will definitely not end well. It's also tough on their
disciples ; if they can't catch that imposter Jade Rabbit and retrieve the stolen goods, they probably won't be able to sleep for several more nights."
This was exactly what Shi Chanjuan wanted to hear.
The man casually listed the victims of four recent theft cases in the capital. Among them, the Hengshuo Gang was
a remnant of . Its leader, Chang Nutao, was a top-ranking spearman in the capital, controlling a hundred boats. All the canals in the capital had to
defer to him; he was not someone that ordinary people dared to provoke.
Unlike the rigid and strictly organized Hengshuo Gang, the Shuquan School was a free-form martial arts school with a very
loose system, accepting commoners and not teaching advanced techniques, yet allowing thousands of impoverished youths to
learn martial arts. Whether it was the delicate grappling technique "Ghost Hand Entanglement" common in the south or the unique open-world fighting technique "Eight-Road
Splitting and Hanging" from the northwestern deserts, both were easy-to-learn and practical routines, making it undoubtedly the most widely practiced martial arts school in the capital. Furthermore, with the Wuxingyuan
and Shishuijian schools both renowned for their unique skills, if the four schools were to unite, any target would likely find it difficult to remain in
the capital .
The person inside continued their deduction: "If Old Master Chang were truly enraged and besieged the city to capture the thief, the waterways around the capital would definitely be sealed off, and
all merchant and grain ships would have to stop. No one could bear the consequences. The commander of the Imperial City Guard wouldn't be able to pay for it with several heads;
naturally, he would send the Tiger Wing Squad to work day and night, supplemented by skilled fighters from various sects. With such a calamity, even if this thief isn't the 'Jade
Rabbit of the Moon,' he deserves this treatment."
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm the one who's wronged," Shi Chanjuan pouted, not forgetting the key point she had just heard: "You
mentioned lost items, which shows that the anger of the various sects isn't just about money."
"That's right. If it were about wealth, any wealthy family would be more profitable than breaking into the home of a group of thugs.
These sects claim to have lost money because it's the least shameful way to put it. They must have had something else stolen
, they just won't say it."
"What is it?"
"I really hope to tell you. You can ask around some more, maybe you'll find the answer someday."
Despite being separated by a floor, Shi Chanjuan still glared at the man, her red lips moving behind her veil as
she muttered "Even you, with your quirky personality, can't figure it out, so who else can? I don't care! If you don't
find that fraudulent dead man today, your hometown will be another crime scene tomorrow morning."
The man seemed to smile, "You're the quirky one! Don't change my name so easily." He paused, then
his tone suddenly became serious.
"Compared to the criminal's identity, this person's motives are more important to you. The Jade Rabbit of the Moon has
disappeared over a decade, yet it suddenly reappears, and in the chaos, no one can distinguish the real from the fake; Xiong Lingkai has known you
for over a decade, yet until tonight, he was kept in the dark. Impersonating a female thief who has long since retired from the trade seems
pointless; conversely, the other party's intentions are obvious." "
A frame-up," Shi Chanjuan said softly. "Speaking of which, I still need to find out who's behind this.
The Jade Rabbit of the Moon has long since stopped, so how could there be a new adversary?"
"Not even 'Night Dream'?"
These words made Shi Chanjuan's chest tighten, and she couldn't help but feel guilty. The man took the opportunity to tease her a few times: "The heroes and valiant men who have '
close ties you
haven't made enemies of several empresses and ladies, I'll never believe it." "
Then go die!" Shi Chanjuan spat lightly, then frowned again: "
Even if 'Night Dream' has grudges against someone, it can't be attributed to 'Jade Rabbit of the Moon'."
"That's how it should be, but that's not necessarily true."
The man said, "In these cases, someone saw the thief himself, dressed all in white in the middle of the night, just
like your 'Jade Rabbit of the Moon' attire, clearly dressed for show. This person must be
very , or even be an acquaintance of yours. Those who know your true identity are not just me and Xiong Lingkai, or
your household servants Gong Pozi and Gui Yatou, there must be other people, but you haven't paid attention to them. I suppose you
understand this, which is why you sent Gui Yatou to make a feint, but took the opportunity to spy on the enemy's plans."
Shi Chanjuan nodded quietly, and couldn't help but admire the man's ability. They had known each other for nearly twenty years, and he never
actually asked her, yet he always told her the conclusion first.
While Gui'er disguised herself as the Jade Rabbit to deceive the ambush troops in the capital, Shi Chanjuan, from her vantage point,
observed the identities of these individuals. If tonight's ambush in the capital was a pre-planned conspiracy, then there must be
agents planted by the enemy among these ambush troops, and these agents would ultimately be the ones to orchestrate the operation.
Of all the forces involved in the ambush, the "Green Willow Banner," belonging to the Twelve Sharp Wings, was the most powerful.
If her adversaries were from the Six Great Families, it would be an extremely difficult situation.
Because among the Six Great Families, some did indeed know that the once-renowned beauty of the capital, "Night Dream," Shi Chanjuan,
was the mysterious female thief rumored to be the "Jade Rabbit of the Moon Palace," and there was more than one. Considering the backgrounds of these individuals,
Shi Chanjuan could even guess what items might have been stolen from various households in the capital. However, if her prediction was correct, then
the enemy's scheme would be far more extensive and turbulent, certainly not targeting just her alone.
"Actually, it's not like there's no clue,"
the person in the building said. "My intelligence gathering these past few days hasn't been entirely fruitless. If all goes well, perhaps
we can put an end to that 'Jade Rabbit of the Moon's' toying."
Shi Chanjuan's heart stirred, and her tone revealed a rare hint of curiosity: "What clue?"
"Come in. There's something you'll understand as soon as you see it."
"Mysterious!" Shi Chanjuan snorted lightly, flipped down from the eaves, and twirled in mid-air like a silver hook. As soon as she
reached the window, she suddenly saw several points of silver light in the darkness. Suddenly, a gust of wind rose, and a cluster of feathered arrows shot out from the building,
one of which pierced through Shi Chanjuan's chest!
The archer in the building was overjoyed, but suddenly realized something was wrong.
The white-feathered arrow that struck Shi Chanjuan passed through her body silently and flew straight into the sky, without a trace of blood,
hitting only a phantom. As the illusory image dissipated, a silver line suddenly appeared, which had already circled back behind him!
The archers felt a chill run down their spines and turned around in surprise, only to see a pair of charming, bright eyes flash across their field of vision, almost devoid of
any murderous intent; in the blink of an eye, Shi Chanjuan had already leaped out of the window on the other side.
"You under Green Willow's command have made no progress!"
A burst of laughter came from Shi Chanjuan, her voice carrying a few angry shouts even in the depths of the night, indicating that
the ambush outside the building had also failed. The archers were filled with shock and shame. Several rushed to the window, drawing their bows to shoot, but then they heard someone
laugh and scold :
"How brainless! You couldn't even hit her with a surprise attack from the shadows, what's the use of chasing her? With your archery skills, you ca
n't 'The Jade Rabbit of the Moon'."
The one who spoke from the shadows inside the building was none other than the person who had just been talking to Shi Chanjuan.
These eight archers of the "Twelve Sharp Wings" had been hiding in the Honghu Residence from the start. Taking advantage of the spacious building and the darkness of night, and employing
the night raiding technique "Sparrow's Rest," they remained undetected even when Xiong Lingkai and his men arrived. Sparrows
are most sensitive to changes in sound and movement; their ability to lie in wait without disturbing the flock demonstrates the Sharp Wings archers' mastery of concealing their presence and hiding their tracks— a skill far beyond that of
ordinary snipers who merely pursue archery.
Unfortunately, against the "Jade Rabbit of the Moon," even this was no match for their skill.
One of the Sharp Wings archers, his face turning pale, sneered, "Sir, you are a senior
master , and an Imperial Envoy appointed by the Emperor. Your methods are naturally beyond our reach. But
what kind of foreshadowing is it that you allowed the Jade Rabbit to come and go freely, thus exposing our identities?"
"You don't need to worry. If anyone is killed by this, I will be the first to be on the verge of death." The man
still smiled calmly, as if he weren't talking about himself. "After that woman appeared, did any of you see a
single ? Those who couldn't see her should be dead. She could have easily killed you all, but she didn't
because there's someone here who could see her."
The archers recalled the fleeting arc of silver light they had just witnessed, desperately trying to discern Shi Chanjuan's footsteps or
the shape of her sleeve, only to find themselves shuddering.
"And the reason she didn't kill me is because she was rushing to rescue someone." The man laughed again, "Since even I'm here
, the Li family didn't send a decent person to accompany me. They must have left their expert for another target. This will
be a miscalculation she'll regret. Soon, very soon, your master will be facing her."
The eight sharpshooters listened to his eloquent words, and a sudden fear gripped their hearts.
"The Moon Gazing Envoy."
If this person wasn't an ally of the Green Willow Banner, but instead, like seventeen years ago, stood on Shi Chanjuan's side...
would they be the prey trapped tonight, their path to survival gradually extinguished?
"Tonight, there can be no failure. I know that person won't fail."
The man known as the "Moon-Gazing Messenger" spoke softly, yet his steps, emerging from the shadows, were incredibly cold. His face, emerging from the shadows of the building,
faced moon in the sky, a sight that was difficult to look up at.
*** *** *** ***
The moon reflected on the pond, and the lotus leaves suddenly rippled. The woman in white, having shaken off countless pursuers, gracefully
crossed the lotus pond and stopped at a small pavilion in the center.
This pond, located in the northwest corner of the imperial city, was called "Hibiscus Pond." It was said that its water was connected to the deep moat of the palace.
During the late emperor's reign, it was believed to be a channel for palace maids in love to send poems and express their feelings, and there was
a suggestion in the palace to fill the pond in. Unexpectedly, this pond was a place that the once-favored Consort Ji liked to visit before entering the palace.
A few made the case disappear. Thanks to this, this tranquil spot remains in the capital,
offering a refreshing respite from the summer heat.
It's also the place where Gui'er meets with her master to report. According to the plan, once Gui'er draws out all the ambushing
opponents, she must immediately shake off the pursuit and escape safely to this place. It's earlier than the scheduled time, and Gui'er
waits quietly in the pavilion, her senses sharp, constantly observing the surroundings.
Long ago, before she was called "Gui'er," she was listed on the martial arts rankings of Xiao and Ming prefectures
. Since she owed a debt to the Finger Flicking Manor, "Gui'er" has become one of Shi Chanjuan's most trusted
right-hand women .
Her lightness skill was already quite impressive, and with Shi Chanjuan's guidance, to
those who hadn't seen the true face of the "Jade Rabbit of the Moon Palace," her ethereal movements were almost indistinguishable from reality. However, it was still inferior to the best. Without the protection of the specially crafted soft armor
"Iron Brocade," there was no way she could have escaped unscathed from the arrows of "Twelve Sharp Wings." The situation was truly
perilous.
But she ultimately completed her mission, just like every night before. Thinking of the scene of her master lifting his veil and smiling
approvingly , Gui'er couldn't help but feel a slight warmth in her ears, and a trace of relief appeared in her calm expression.
Until a wind rose by the pond.
It was a wind that came out of nowhere, suddenly sweeping across the pond, stirring up countless broken waves, and the lotus
leaves under the moonlight all fluttered, as if a storm was about to break. Gui'er's face changed drastically. She flashed out two daggers, and used them to deflect the floating,
watery leaves, sending them flying backward from the pond. As her toes touched the solid bank, she realized that all the turbulent waves and flying leaves were
caused .
There hadn't been any wind by the pond at all. But that sharp killing intent vanished without a trace, yet when it struck, it was
as swift as a whirlwind, suffocating her even before a single move was made, like a sword, a knife…
an arrow piercing her chest.
(The pursuers under Green Willow's banner!)
Gui'er narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth, leaping several feet away from the pond's edge, but she couldn't shake off the piercing, pain-slicing killing intent.
The wind howled in her ears, making it impossible to pinpoint the enemy's location. There was no one around except her,
and no sound except for the water droplets falling back onto the pond's surface. Yet, the feeling of being targeted was so chilling that it transcended sight and
sound . The newcomer was like a hawk stalking its prey, unconcerned about revealing its killing intent; once the attack was launched
, it was fatal, leaving no room for resistance—a level far beyond the comprehension of a twelve-winged eagle.
The wind suddenly ceased. A chill ran down Gui'er's spine; she sensed this was a sign of impending doom. In a split second,
she suddenly realized her chance of survival and leaped into the pond with all her might!
The bowstring twanged like thunder, and a flash of light suddenly pierced the darkness of the pond's edge. The slender figure, almost leaping into the water
, paused for a moment in mid-air. Her peripheral vision pierced through the "Iron Brocade" arrow without obstruction, crashing into the pond's surface and creating a torrent of
waves .
Gui'er collapsed, her small hand, clutching her chest, not finding the arrow shaft, but
instead grasping a horrifyingly wet, blood-red mess. With her last ounce of strength, even with blood smeared all over the ground, she clumsily turned around using her arm.
In the gradually darkening vision, a yellowish-brown cloak emerged from the shadows of the willow grove by the pond, its hem trailing loosely.
Horizontal, pale gold ripples. The man was younger than she had imagined, about the same age as her master. From his dying
perspective, his stature seemed to reach straight into the night sky. A black line ran from his throat, hidden beneath his armor, down to his lips,
resembling a mustache. Though his thin, cold lips remained silent, Gui'er sensed a cruel smile playing on his lips. His dark
eyes were covered with a faint golden light, and his gaze towards her was anything but indifferent.
The last thing she saw was a jet-black carved bow. She could no longer make out the intricate patterns,
only seeing several blurry figures rushing towards her from afar.
"M-Master!"
The ones who hurriedly caught up were the four sharpshooters who had previously failed to intercept Gui'er. Seeing Gui'er lying in a pool of blood,
and then seeing the person standing before her, they all knelt in terror: "How...how could such a lowly person trouble the master!
This...this is..."
"Who taught you to be so useless?" The owner of the brown cloak curled his lips into a smile. Though his voice was not cold, the four men were utterly
terrified .
The person before them was not only the unparalleled archery prodigy of the Green Willow Banner, but also the ominous star who had killed
the former , leaving the position of leader of the Green Willow Banner vacant to this day.
In the moonlight of Honghu Residence, the person called "The Moon-Gazing Envoy" had mentioned this very name:
"The world's number one archer, 'Thousand Miles of Evening Clouds' Li Qingcang!"
[The End]

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