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Nangong Shuang took a deep breath, pulled the reins, and galloped down the mountain with the others. The mountain path twisted and turned, and the sound of hooves echoed urgently. Her emotions were as complex and winding as the road itself. She had found the long-sought "Heavenly Fragrance Life-Extending Technique" and learned of her astonishing heritage; she had met people from the "Feng Yu Pavilion," yet lost her companion, Xiao Zhongyan, along the way.
And this was just the beginning. No one could predict what lay ahead.
The horsemen sped downwards, quickly disappearing into the forest. The battle at Mei Ying Villa continued, smoke billowing in the air, with no sign of when it would cease. However, regardless of the outcome, Nangong Shuang knew her fate had been irrevocably altered. From this moment on, she was no longer just Nan Gong Yu Nie seeking revenge for her parents; she bore a heavy responsibility that concerned the fate of her country.
The conflict at Mei Ying Villa was merely the start of her long path of vengeance. More challenges and crises awaited her ahead...
In the distance on a ridge, a figure in white stood silently, watching the horsemen depart. He held a bloodied long sword, his white garments stained with blood.
"Nangong girl, we shall meet again..." Xiao Zhongyan murmured softly, a complex light flickering in his eyes.
"Miss, we will reach the capital in another quarter of an hour," Lu Ming gently reminded Nangong Shuang, who was resting with her eyes closed in the carriage. Three days had passed since the harrowing events at Mei Ying Villa, and people from Feng Yu Pavilion had escorted them safely to the capital.
Nangong Shuang opened her eyes; morning light filtered through, gradually revealing the outline of the capital in the distance. She caressed the "Heavenly Fragrance Life-Extending Technique" in her arms; over these days, she had memorized it thoroughly and gained a deeper understanding of her heritage and Cold Poison Control Methods.
"Thank you for escorting me all this way, Young Master Lu," Nangong Shuang expressed sincerely.
Lu Ming shook his head. "Miss is too kind. Protecting the Nangong Bloodline is the Governing Master's order. However, once we enter the city, we must be extremely cautious. The Shadow Pavilion will undoubtedly lay out traps to search for your whereabouts."
Nangong Shuang nodded slightly. "I understand. But what about Xiao Gongzi...?"
"I have sent someone back to Mei Ying Villa to search for him. As soon as there is news, I will inform you immediately," Lu Ming reassured her upon seeing her worried expression. "Xiao Gongzi possesses remarkable skills; I believe he has escaped danger."
Nangong Shuang fell silent. In recent days, she often dreamt of Xiao Zhongyan fighting valiantly at the villa; each time she awoke drenched in cold sweat. Although he was from the Xiao Family and their families were enemies, after spending time together, she had come to see him as a reliable companion.
"Miss, it would be best if we do not meet after entering the city," Lu Ming said gravely. "The Shadow Pavilion may have discovered my identity. For your safety, please find another place to stay and avoid any contact with me."
"Then how should I hide?" Nangong Shuang asked.
"Here are some silver coins; it should be enough for your temporary expenses," Lu Ming handed her a heavy pouch of money. "In the southwest of the capital is a place called 'Qingquan Residence,' which is our secret contact point. If there is an urgent matter, you can leave a message there."
The carriage stopped outside the city gate. Nangong Shuang changed into a plain dress and donned a wide-brimmed hat to conceal her face. Before departing, Lu Ming reminded her again: "Stay vigilant around everyone, including that Xiao Gongzi. Since he traveled with you, the Shadow Pavilion must have taken notice. If he returns safely to the capital..."
Nangong Shuang nodded slightly, aware that Lu Ming's words held merit. If Xiao Zhongyan truly had ties to the Shadow Pavilion, then all his previous actions could have been deliberate approaches.
"Nangong Shuang will be careful," she promised solemnly.
Blending into the bustling crowd, Nangong Shuang successfully passed through the city gate. The capital remained vibrant and lively, with people thronging the streets and shops lining both sides, their calls and shouts echoing in the air. She moved cautiously, glancing back from time to time to check if anyone was following her.
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