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Outside the window, a bright moon hung high, casting a cold silver glow. Nangong Shuang knew that from this night onward, her path of revenge would become even more perilous, but she was unafraid.
For she was Nangong Shuang, the sole bloodline of the Nangong Family who had survived through blood and fire. For the grievances of her family, she was willing to tread any dangerous path and confront any formidable foe.
And that mysterious Xiao Zhongyan, whether friend or foe, would become an indispensable figure in her quest for vengeance. The appointment at Meihua Villa in three days might just be the first step toward uncovering the truth.
Nangong Shuang tightened her grip on the jade pendant, a glint of cold light flashing in her eyes. "Xiao Zhongyan, we shall see."
Accompanied by her solemn vow, the candlelight flickered, illuminating her resolute face and those eyes filled with determination. The flames of revenge had already begun to blaze fiercely within her heart.
Meanwhile, not far from Qian Mansion, a figure clad in white stood gazing at the small courtyard where Nangong Shuang resided, his gaze deep and complex.
"I finally found you, Nangong Shuang," Xiao Zhongyan murmured softly to himself, a fleeting emotion crossing his eyes. "I hope you can trust me because the truth is far more terrifying than you can imagine..."
Under the moonlight, two young people harbored their own thoughts, unaware that their fates were already tightly intertwined and could not be severed.
As the Lantern Festival approached, the capital city was filled with festive cheer. The streets were adorned with colorful lanterns and decorations; vendors gathered in droves amidst a bustling scene of prosperity. Miss Qian Wan'er from Qian Mansion had eagerly pulled Nangong Shuang out early to explore the city's most vibrant lantern market.
"Nangong Shuang, look over there at those lanterns!" Qian Wan'er exclaimed excitedly, pointing to a stall ahead where various exquisite lanterns were displayed—fish and dragons, insects and birds—each one vivid and brightly lit.
Nangong Shuang smiled and nodded, but her thoughts were elsewhere. Ever since returning from the banquet at Guo Residence three days ago, she had been pondering the Plum Blossom Jade Pendant that Xiao Zhongyan had gifted her. That pendant bore some mysterious connection to the Plum Blossom Mark on her wrist and was undoubtedly linked to the secrets of the Nangong Family. Moreover, Xiao Zhongyan had invited her to Meihua Villa in three days; today was just the second day.
"Nangong Shuang, what are you thinking about?" Qian Wan'er asked curiously when she noticed her friend's distraction.
"Nothing much, Miss," Nangong Shuang replied softly as she pulled her thoughts back to the present. "I was just thinking that this lantern market is quite crowded; you should be careful."
Qian Wan'er pouted slightly. "With you by my side, what do I have to fear? Besides, there are guards from the mansion with us." She gestured behind them where two servants from Qian Mansion were keeping a vigilant watch over their surroundings.
Nangong Shuang said nothing more but remained alert to her surroundings. Ever since discovering that members of Shadow Pavilion were tailing them, she had been on high alert—especially in such crowded places where unexpected incidents could easily occur.
The two girls navigated through the lantern market, admiring various lanterns and occasionally stopping to watch street performers. Qian Wan'er was full of enthusiasm and bought many trinkets, all of which she handed over to Nangong Shuang to carry. Turning a corner, they suddenly heard a commotion ahead.
"Get lost! How dare you set up shop on my turf? You're asking for death!" a rough voice roared.
Several burly men surrounded a slight figure—a young girl around seventeen or eighteen years old—dressed in brown cloth. In front of her was a small stall displaying simple embroidered items and trinkets.
"I... I didn't know this was your territory..." The girl's voice trembled yet remained firm. "I just wanted to earn some money for the New Year; I’ll leave tomorrow..."
"Tomorrow?" The leader among them flipped over her stall with one swift motion, scattering her embroidered items all over the ground. "Get out today! And these things will serve as compensation; I'll take them!"
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