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The silver needles and medicinal pills in the medicine box were running low, especially the precious pills that suppressed Cold Poison, with only one remaining. If they did not replenish quickly, the consequences of a sudden outbreak of Cold Poison would be unimaginable.
"It’s hard to find such rare medicines in ordinary pharmacies," Nangong Shuang pondered. "Perhaps a friend of my father's from the past 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, placing the bowl on the table. "I’ve heard that there’s a pharmacy called Hui Chun Tang in the city. It’s 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."
"Though it’s nearby, you must be cautious," Xiao Zhongyan said seriously. "Zheng Yushi has surely sent people searching everywhere. With your striking appearance, it won’t be easy to hide. It would be safer if I accompanied you disguised as a family member."
Nangong Shuang shook her head. "Thank you for your kindness, but I prefer to act alone. Besides, if I go to 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 will 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; I will come."
Nangong Shuang took the handkerchief and noticed a delicate plum blossom embroidered on it with fine stitches, clearly crafted 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 wide-brimmed hat to conceal her face as she walked 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 secluded alley on the west side of the city. The storefront was modest, but the sign was old-fashioned and clearly had a long history. Dried herbs hung in front of the door, swaying gently in the breeze and emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.
"This is it," Nangong Shuang took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
A bell chimed softly as she entered; the light inside was dim. Several customers were gathering herbs while an elderly man with white hair sat behind the counter, flipping through a medical book.
"What can I help you with, miss?" A small attendant approached her, sizing up Nangong Shuang.
"I’m looking for the shopkeeper," Nangong Shuang replied quietly. "I’ve heard that your shop has Bing Po Wan and I’m here to purchase it."
The attendant paused in surprise. "Bing Po Wan? I’ve never heard of such medicine. Did you perhaps remember it wrong?"
"I did not misremember," Nangong Shuang insisted. "It is an effective remedy for cold ailments; your shop has previously dealt with Nangong Mansion."
"Nangong Mansion?" The attendant looked at her in confusion. "Isn’t that...?"
Before he could finish his sentence, the elderly 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 some herbs," he waved his hand dismissively at the attendant. Once they were alone, 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 the token of the Nangong Family. "My father, Nangong Han, often mentioned 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 token of the Nangong Family, it has been ten years since I last saw it." 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 house was nestled among the greenery, exuding a tranquil atmosphere.
The old man pushed open the door and gestured for Nangong Shuang to enter. The interior was simply furnished, but the walls were adorned with various charts, and on the table lay several jade vials and a set of exquisite silver needles.
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