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"Beautiful poetry!" he sighed softly. "Nangong Shuang's talent is truly remarkable. I wonder if the lady would care to appreciate the famous flowers in the garden with me?"
The invitation came unexpectedly, leaving everyone exchanging glances. Nangong Shuang understood that if she refused at this moment, it would seem insincere, so she calmly replied, "I am honored by your kind invitation. Nangong Shuang would be delighted to accompany you."
Seeing this, Lord Guo chuckled, "It's rare for Xiao Xianzi to be in such high spirits. Nangong Shuang, you should go. Guan Chunyi, you stay and chat with Miss Qian."
Guan Chunyi obediently agreed, though a flicker of complex emotions crossed her eyes. Nangong Shuang noticed this subtle change and understood—Guan Chunyi seemed to harbor feelings for Xiao Zhongyan.
In the garden, spring flowers bloomed vibrantly, and the grass was lush. Nangong Shuang walked alongside Xiao Zhongyan, ostensibly enjoying the scenery while secretly competing with him.
"Nangong Shuang's medical skills are extraordinary, and her talent is impressive," Xiao Zhongyan said softly, a smile in his eyes but curiosity lurking beneath. "May I ask where the lady hails from? Who is your mentor?"
Nangong Shuang felt a sense of caution rising within her but maintained a calm demeanor. "I am merely the daughter of a village doctor, fortunate enough to receive guidance from a wandering elder. I have only a basic understanding of medicine. You flatter me too much."
"Oh?" Xiao Zhongyan raised an eyebrow slightly. "I have heard that your methods resemble those of the late Nangong Family."
"Nangong Family?" Nangong Shuang feigned surprise. "Isn't that the family of traitors who were executed ten years ago? I am just a village girl; how could I possibly be related to such a prominent family? You jest."
Xiao Zhongyan looked at her meaningfully. "What you say is true. However, the medical skills of the Nangong Family are renowned worldwide, especially their expertise in detoxification and exorcism. The other day when you cured Guan Chunyi of the Purple Butterfly Poison, your technique was so exquisite that it inevitably reminded people of the Nangong Family's legacy."
"You are well-read and knowledgeable; I admire that," Nangong Shuang replied without losing her composure, skillfully shifting the topic. "May I ask which esteemed teacher you studied under to acquire such vast knowledge?"
Xiao Zhongyan seemed in no hurry to pursue further questions and followed her lead: "I have merely skimmed through some books; how could I claim to be learned? My father enjoys medicine and has a vast collection of books at home. Occasionally, I browse through them and learn a thing or two."
As they strolled along, discussing poetry and medicine, their conversation appeared light-hearted while they subtly probed each other’s intentions.
Upon reaching an archway adorned with hanging flowers, Xiao Zhongyan suddenly stopped and pointed ahead. "The crabapple blossoms here are particularly precious; they were brought back by Uncle Guo from the Western Regions. You should take a look."
Following his gaze, Nangong Shuang saw a crabapple tree standing gracefully, its large blossoms as vibrant as rouge. Just as she was about to step closer for a better look, she sensed something unusual—a powder seemed to be scattered on the stone bench beneath the flowers.
"This crabapple is indeed rare," Nangong Shuang paused slightly without approaching hastily. "The color of its flowers is strikingly red; it leaves a lasting impression."
Xiao Zhongyan looked at her with an enigmatic smile. "Aren't you going to take a closer look?"
"One must admire from afar without being presumptuous," Nangong Shuang replied with a slight smile. "Moreover, such a precious flower, I wouldn't dare approach recklessly for fear of causing damage."
A glimmer of appreciation flashed in Xiao Zhongyan's eyes before he pointed to another area. "The plum blossoms over there are also quite lovely; though past their blooming period, their twisted branches possess their own charm."
Nangong Shuang recognized this as a test; if one were not from the Nangong Family, why would they regard already wilted plum blossoms with such interest during spring? Xiao Zhongyan was meticulous in his thoughts and strategic in his approach—he was indeed a formidable opponent.
"Though plum blossoms are beautiful, they cannot compare to the opulence of these peonies," Nangong Shuang deliberately changed the subject by pointing to the blooming peonies nearby.
Just as they were speaking, a sudden scream echoed from not far away!
"Not good! Miss Guo Chunyi has fallen into the water!"
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