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The words struck Nangong Shuang like thunder, echoing in her ears. She paused for a moment but did not turn around, simply replying softly, “I have heard a little about it. May I ask why you suddenly bring it up, Young Master?”
“I just feel that the case is full of doubts, and the truth may not be as it seems on the surface,” Xiao Zhongyan said in a low voice, as if only Nangong Shuang could hear him. “If you are interested, perhaps you could come to Meihua Villa in three days. There... you might find the answers you seek.”
Nangong Shuang did not respond but nodded slightly before following Miss Qian out of Guo Residence.
In the carriage back home, Miss Qian excitedly discussed the grand banquet of the day with Nangong Shuang, especially her astonishing acts of saving people twice. Nangong Shuang responded absentmindedly, her thoughts already drifting towards that meaningful invitation.
Meihua Villa... How much does Xiao Zhongyan truly know? Does he genuinely want to reveal the truth about the Nangong Family, or does he have ulterior motives? If it is the former, why would a member of the Xiao Family care so much about the grievances of an enemy family? If it is the latter, what kind of trap awaits her?
The jade pendant in her hand seemed to warm slightly, resonating with the Plum Blossom Mark on her wrist. Nangong Shuang gazed out at the fleeting scenery, making a decision in her heart—regardless of whether what lay ahead was opportunity or danger, she must investigate.
For the grievances of the Nangong Family, for the memories of blood and fire from that night, for her deceased loved ones, she was willing to gamble everything, even if the road ahead was fraught with peril.
At that moment, she inadvertently caught sight of a figure in black by the roadside. The person’s cold gaze was fixed on her carriage. A distinctive mark was faintly visible at their waist—exactly like what the Executioner had worn that day!
“People from Shadow Pavilion!”
A chill ran down Nangong Shuang’s spine; she maintained her composure on the surface while turmoil surged within. Her identity had indeed drawn their attention. From now on, every step would be like walking on a knife's edge.
But she, Nangong Shuang, was never one to fear.
Upon returning to Qian Mansion, Nangong Shuang thanked Miss Qian and made her way back to her small courtyard alone. In the stillness of night, she took out the jade pendant gifted by Xiao Zhongyan, studying it carefully under candlelight.
The pendant was exquisitely crafted, its jade smooth and warm, with lifelike plum blossom carvings. Most astonishingly, when she brought it close to her left wrist’s Plum Blossom Mark, both emitted a faint glow!
“Could this be what my father referred to as the 'Plum Blossom Token'?” Nangong Shuang murmured in shock.
If so, why would Xiao Zhongyan possess such an item? Did he know its true purpose? What was his intention in giving her this jade pendant?
Questions swirled in her mind with no one to answer them. Taking a deep breath, Nangong Shuang carefully stored away the pendant and retrieved a green powder she had scraped from Xiao Yuyan’s fingernails, placing it in a small dish for closer inspection.
“This is...” A flicker of shock crossed her eyes. “'Bi Luo San'!”
'Bi Luo San' was a rare poison with a secret formula said to be known only by the Xiao Family. This poison was colorless and tasteless; victims first experienced dizziness followed by numbness in their limbs before ultimately succumbing to cardiac failure. The antidote was also known only to the Xiao Family.
How did Xiao Yuyan come into possession of such a deadly poison? Who gave it to her? And who taught her how to use it?
A warning bell rang loudly in Nangong Shuang’s mind—indeed, the Xiao Family was connected to the destruction of the Nangong Family! And today’s banquet had been filled with oddities—from Xiao Zhongyan’s probing questions to Xiao Yuyan’s poisoning attempt and that jade pendant... every step seemed like part of a meticulously crafted chess game.
And she was already trapped within it.
“Father, Mother...” Nangong Shuang whispered softly, tears welling in her eyes. “I have found clues; I will uncover the truth and seek justice for you!”
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