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Nangong Shuang sat cross-legged on the bed, her expression alert. Although she had temporarily escaped the pursuit of Zheng Yushi, she remained wary of the unfamiliar "allies" around her. Xiao Zhongyan, the Sixth Prince, and even Fan Lao, who had treated her injuries, were not individuals she could easily trust.
"Nangong Shuang, how are you feeling?" Xiao Zhongyan asked softly from outside the door.
"Thank you for your concern, Xiao Gongzi. I am fine now," Nangong Shuang replied calmly, her hand unconsciously brushing over the Plum Blossom Mark on her left wrist. "I am just a bit tired and would like to rest."
"That is understandable. The Sixth Prince has arranged for guards to watch over the area, so you can rest assured. We will discuss our trip to Mei Ying Villa tomorrow." Xiao Zhongyan paused before adding, "If you need anything, just call for me."
Once his footsteps faded away, Nangong Shuang slowly relaxed her body. In just half a day, she had transformed from an unnoticed woman wandering the capital into a target pursued by powerful figures in court, only to unexpectedly gain the protection of the Sixth Prince. This rapid change forced her to remain on high alert.
She took out a small medicine box she always carried with her and examined it carefully. The box was exquisitely crafted with ancient designs engraved with the special insignia of the Nangong Family; it was the only relic she had brought out of Nangong Mansion. Inside were silver needles and medicinal pills—her lifelines.
"My father once said that Mei Ying Villa hides the Heavenly Fragrance Life-Extending Technique. If I can find this book, perhaps I can control the Cold Poison in my body and uncover the truth from that year..." she murmured softly to herself, a glint of determination flashing in her eyes.
As night deepened, fatigue finally overcame her vigilance. Leaning against the headboard, Nangong Shuang drifted into a light sleep.
Dreams surged like a tide, pulling her back to that night of blood and fire ten years ago.
Flames roared, consuming everything in Nangong Mansion. Ten-year-old Nangong Shuang huddled in her mother's embrace, trembling with fear.
"Madam, hurry!" Old servant Chen Bo shouted hoarsely, his face smeared with blood. "There's still a chance at the back door!"
"You all go first; I'll hold them off!" Her father, Nangong Han, wielded a long sword with a grave expression. "Nangong Shuang, remember—no matter what happens, you must survive."
"Father..." Little Nangong Shuang's eyes filled with tears as she struggled to understand why her home had suddenly turned into hell on earth.
"Go!" Her mother pulled Nangong Shuang's hand and ran towards the backyard with Chen Bo.
Just as they reached the courtyard, a group of men in black blocked their path. The leader sneered coldly. "Nangong Madam, why struggle? Hand over the Heavenly Fragrance Life-Extending Technique, and we may spare your lives."
"You will not take it!" Her mother shielded Nangong Shuang behind her and shouted fiercely. "The medical texts of the Nangong Family are not something you can covet!"
"In that case, do not blame us for being ruthless!" The Black-Clothed Leader waved his hand, and several assassins closed in.
Her mother and Chen Bo stood back-to-back to protect Nangong Shuang as they fought desperately. For a moment, blades flashed and cries echoed through the air.
Her mother's martial skills were mediocre at best; soon she began to falter under pressure and was struck by a sword in her shoulder, blood pouring forth.
"Madam!" Chen Bo exclaimed in shock as he fought his way through to create an escape route. "Quickly! Use the secret passage!"
Her mother gritted her teeth and pulled Nangong Shuang toward the study.
"What about Father? We can't leave him behind!" Little Nangong Shuang cried out, wanting to turn back.
"Your father has his own plans; there's no need to worry," her mother forced herself to sound calm, though her voice was already choked with emotion.
In the study, Mother hurriedly pulled open the bookshelf, revealing a hidden door.
"Nangong Shuang, listen carefully. This secret passage leads outside the city. If you follow it, you will meet an old man who will protect you," she said urgently, taking out a small pouch from her bosom. "Inside is something your father left for you. You must keep it safe; when you grow up, you will understand its significance."
"Mother, I won't go! I want to stay with you!" Little Nangong Shuang clung tightly to her mother's sleeve, tears streaming down her face.
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