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The silver needles and medicinal pills in the medicine box were running low, especially the precious pill that suppressed Cold Poison, of which only one remained. If she did not replenish them soon, the consequences of a Cold Poison outbreak would be unimaginable.
"Such rare medicines are hard to find in ordinary pharmacies," Nangong Shuang pondered. "Perhaps my father's old friend might have a solution."
Just as she was deep in thought, Xiao Zhongyan pushed the door open and entered, carrying a steaming bowl of porridge.
"Miss, you're awake? Have some breakfast," Xiao Zhongyan said as he placed the bowl on the table. "I heard that there is a pharmacy called Hui Chun Tang in the city. It has been around for some years and might have some connection to your father."
Nangong Shuang's eyes lit up. "Hui Chun Tang? My father often mentioned this place. Thank you for letting me know."
"Although it is nearby, you must be cautious," Xiao Zhongyan said seriously. "Zheng Yushi must have sent people searching everywhere. With your striking appearance, it won't be easy to hide. It would be safer if I disguised myself as a family member to accompany you."
Nangong Shuang shook her head. "I appreciate your kindness, but I prefer to act alone. Besides, if I show up at the pharmacy, I have my own plans and do not wish to involve others."
Xiao Zhongyan wanted to persuade her further, but Nangong Shuang had already stood up to take her leave. "I will go check things out today and return before dark."
"I will wait here," Xiao Zhongyan said helplessly, taking out a handkerchief from his pocket. "If there is an emergency, you can light this item, and I will come right away."
Nangong Shuang took the handkerchief and noticed a small plum blossom embroidered on it, with delicate stitching that clearly indicated it was made with care. After hesitating for a moment, she accepted it. "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."
Leaving the cottage, Nangong Shuang changed into a plain dress and donned a bamboo hat to conceal her face before walking toward the city.
The morning market in the capital was already bustling with activity. Blending into the crowd, Nangong Shuang cautiously observed her surroundings. Every few steps, she would glance back intentionally to ensure no one was following her.
Hui Chun Tang was located in a quiet alley on the west side of the city. The storefront was modest but had an ancient sign that indicated its long history. Dried herbs hung in front of the door, swaying gently in the breeze and emitting a faint medicinal aroma.
"This is it," Nangong Shuang took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
A bell chimed lightly as she entered; the interior was dimly lit, with several customers gathering herbs while an elderly man with white hair sat behind the counter reading medical books.
"What can I help you with, young lady?" a small attendant approached and sized up Nangong Shuang.
"I am looking for the shopkeeper," Nangong Shuang replied softly. "I heard that your shop has Bing Po Wan and came specifically to purchase it."
The attendant paused in surprise. "Bing Po Wan? I've never heard of such medicine. Are you sure you have it right?"
"I am sure," Nangong Shuang insisted. "It is an effective remedy for cold ailments; your shop has traded with Nangong Mansion before."
"Nangong Mansion?" The attendant looked at her in confusion. "Wasn't that closed down ten years ago...?"
Before he could finish his sentence, the old man behind the counter suddenly looked up, his sharp gaze fixed on Nangong Shuang. He set down his medical book and slowly walked to the front.
"Young man, go to the back and help me organize the herbs," the old man waved his hand. Once the attendant left, he scrutinized Nangong Shuang closely. "Where did you hear about Bing Po Wan?"
Nangong Shuang took out a jade pendant from her sleeve; it was indeed Nangong Family's Token. "My father, Nangong Han, often spoke of Hui Chun Tang's Bing Po Wan during his lifetime, saying it was very beneficial for cold ailments."
The old man took the jade pendant, examining it closely, a complex expression flashing in his eyes. "The Nangong Family's Token. It hasn't been seen for ten years." He returned the pendant to Nangong Shuang. "Follow me."
He led Nangong Shuang through the apothecary and into the backyard. The yard was small but filled with dozens of rare and exotic plants, all precious medicinal herbs. A small cottage was nestled among the greenery, exuding a serene atmosphere.
The old man pushed open the door and gestured for Nangong Shuang to enter. Inside, the furnishings were simple, but the walls were adorned with various charts and diagrams. On the table lay several jade vials and a set of exquisite silver needles.
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