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Today is the seventh day of the eighth month in the Jia Shen Year of the Dayan Calendar, and the palace is particularly lively.
In the distance, I can hear the eunuchs discussing, "Tonight is the rare phenomenon of Double Moons on the Same Night, a sight that occurs once in a hundred years!"
"I heard that the unfinished game left by the Former Emperor is also related to tonight..."
I remember my father often saying in his lifetime that the game concealed heavenly secrets but was never completed. Could this be why he wanted me to remember the moonlight before he passed away?
"Mr. Luo seems quite engrossed."
Xiao Yuyang suddenly drew his sword, its tip aimed directly at my throat. He wore a jade crown to bind his hair, his features strikingly beautiful, yet his face bore little resemblance to that of Lord Xiao from years past. However, within those phoenix eyes, there always lingered an emotion I could not fathom.
"Your Highness has keen eyesight."
I calmly closed my folding fan, bowed slightly, and allowed a faint, cool smile to play at my lips. This was a demeanor I had practiced for eight years, perfectly portraying the aloofness and courtesy of a refined young gentleman.
The blood-red memories of that night flashed before my eyes; the Tianji Jade Pendant my father had pressed into my hand just before his death now lay cold against my side. When he had given me the pendant, he said, "The grievances between the Xiao Family and our Luo Family are not..."
To avoid revealing the curves of my figure, I had tied the jade pendant in a place closest to my body. The faint patterns on it seemed to guide me in search of answers.
"I’ve heard that Lord Xiao loved playing chess during his lifetime."
I gently caressed my folding fan, deliberately mentioning that forbidden name. "I wonder if Your Highness has inherited any family teachings?"
I lowered my voice as if recounting an ordinary tale from the past. Sure enough, I saw a flicker of unusual emotion in his eyes. The always-smiling phoenix gaze darkened slightly as he deftly flicked his sword, sending a few fallen petals swirling in the air: "I would like to ask Mr. Luo if you have any connections with the Former King?"
"Your Highness is joking," I replied, avoiding his sharp gaze. "I am merely a leisurely young man; how could I possibly have any connection to the Former King?"
Before I could finish my sentence, an unusual phenomenon appeared in the sky: a crescent moon and a waning moon—Double Moons on the Same Night. The Zhenhun Sword and my Duan Hun sword at my waist emitted a faint hum simultaneously, as if sensing something.
At that moment, three cold beams of light shot towards me, all aimed at my Duan Hun sword. This sword, my father's treasured blade, was still recognized by others!
I placed my right hand on the hilt of the sword. Eight years of training had honed my movements to be as fluid as flowing water, showing no trace of femininity. Under the dual moons' glow, the blade of Duan Hun sword shimmered with an unusual azure light.
Xiao Yuyang's gaze swept over my waist, and a flicker of an unreadable expression flashed in his eyes. He suddenly spoke, "Is this sword... from Tianji Pavilion?"
My heart jolted. My father had never mentioned the origins of Duan Hun sword; how could he know it was related to Tianji Pavilion?
"Well said!" I intentionally lowered my voice, infusing it with a hint of a young man's bravado. With a flash of the sword light, a masked assassin fell to the ground in response. A corner of his garment embroidered with Lotus Pattern revealed him to be one of the royal guard's hidden sentinels.
I couldn't help but smirk inwardly; over the years, I had become intimately familiar with the various factions' insignias within the palace. The second assassin's moves were fierce and unmistakably bore the hallmark of Tianji Pavilion's unique Seven Absolute Sword Techniques. I met his three strikes head-on with Duan Hun sword.
Under the moonlight, I could see clearly the jade pendant at his waist—indeed, it was the token of the legendary Tianji Pavilion. A storm of doubts surged within me: why would both Tianji Pavilion and the royal guards strike at me simultaneously? Could it be related to the secrets left behind by my father all those years ago?
Years of rigorous training had stripped my swordsmanship of its feminine grace, replacing it with a sharper, more ruthless edge. My father had once told me that the Duan Hun Sword was a treasured artifact of Tianji Pavilion, originally paired with the Zhenhun Sword. Could this sudden assassination attempt be connected to the phenomenon known as Double Moons on the Same Night?
The third assassin had circled behind me, aiming his dagger directly for my Duan Hun Sword. Instead of retreating, I advanced; with a swift motion, I thrust my sword backward, piercing through his chest. His eyes widened in shock, and before he could even break his poison pouch, he fell lifelessly to the ground.
“Watch out!” Xiao Yuyang suddenly called out, his voice laced with an unfamiliar tension. Instinctively, I turned my head to see his Zhenhun Sword resonating under the moonlight, harmonizing with my Duan Hun Sword to create an extraordinary glow.
“This is a secret not passed down by the Luo Family; it seems you are Luo Qingshui’s daughter!”
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