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"Beautiful poetry!" he sighed lightly. "Nangong Shuang is truly quick-witted and clever. I wonder if the young lady would care to admire the famous flowers in the garden with me?"
The invitation came unexpectedly, and everyone exchanged glances. Nangong Shuang knew that if she refused at this moment, it would only make her seem guilty, so she calmly replied, "I am honored by your kind invitation, and I would be happy to accompany you for a while."
Seeing this, Lord Guo smiled and said, "It's rare to see Xiao Xianzi in such high spirits; Nangong Shuang, you should go. Guan Chunyi, keep Miss Qian company and chat with her."
Guan Chunyi obediently agreed, but a flicker of complex emotion passed through her eyes. Nangong Shuang noticed this subtle change and understood—Guan Chunyi seemed to have feelings for Xiao Zhongyan.
In the garden, spring flowers bloomed vibrantly, and the grass was lush. Nangong Shuang walked side by side with Xiao Zhongyan; on the surface, they were admiring the flowers and scenery, but in reality, they were secretly competing.
"Nangong Shuang's medical skills are remarkable, and her talents are truly impressive," Xiao Zhongyan said softly, a smile in his eyes that hinted at curiosity. "May I ask where the young lady is from? Who is your mentor?"
Nangong Shuang felt a sense of caution rising within her but maintained a calm demeanor. "I am merely the daughter of a village doctor, who happened to receive some guidance from a wandering elder. I have only a rudimentary understanding of medicine. You flatter me too much."
"Oh?" Xiao Zhongyan raised an eyebrow slightly. "I have heard that your methods of using medicine bear a striking resemblance to those of the late Nangong Family."
"Nangong Family?" Nangong Shuang feigned surprise. "Isn't that the family of traitors that was executed ten years ago? I am just a village girl; how could I possibly be related to such a prominent family? You jest."
Xiao Zhongyan gave her a meaningful glance. "What you say is true. However, the medical skills of the Nangong Family are renowned throughout the world, especially their expertise in detoxification and exorcism. The other day when you cured Guan Chunyi of the Purple Butterfly Poison with such skillful technique, it inevitably reminded people of the Nangong Family's legacy."
"You are well-read and knowledgeable; I admire that," Nangong Shuang replied without losing her composure, cleverly shifting the topic. "May I ask which esteemed teacher you learned from?"
Xiao Zhongyan seemed in no hurry to press further and followed her lead in conversation. "I have merely skimmed through some books; how could I dare claim to be knowledgeable? My father has a fondness for medicine and has collected many books at home. Occasionally, I browse through them and pick up a thing or two."
As they strolled along, discussing poetry and medical principles, their conversation appeared light-hearted while they were secretly probing each other’s intentions.
When they reached an archway adorned with hanging flowers, Xiao Zhongyan suddenly stopped and pointed ahead. "The crabapple blossoms here are particularly precious; they were brought back by Uncle Guo from the Western Regions. You should take a look."
Following his gaze, Nangong Shuang saw a crabapple tree standing gracefully with large blossoms that were as vibrant as rouge. Just as she was about to step closer for a better look, she suddenly sensed something unusual—a fine powder seemed to be scattered on the stone bench beneath the flowers.
"This crabapple truly is rare," Nangong Shuang paused slightly without approaching recklessly. "The color of its blossoms is like blood; it leaves an unforgettable impression."
Xiao Zhongyan looked at her with an enigmatic smile. "Aren't you going to take a closer look?"
"One should admire from afar without being presumptuous," Nangong Shuang smiled gently. "Moreover, such a precious flower—I wouldn't dare approach carelessly for fear of causing damage."
A hint of appreciation flashed in Xiao Zhongyan's eyes before he raised his hand to point elsewhere. "The plum blossoms over there are also quite nice; although they have passed their blooming period, their twisted branches possess their own charm."
Nangong Shuang understood this was a test; if one were not from the Nangong Family, why would they pay special attention to plum blossoms that had already wilted in spring? This Xiao Zhongyan was meticulous in thought and strategic in approach—indeed a formidable opponent.
"Though plum blossoms are lovely, they cannot compare to these peonies in their richness," Nangong Shuang deliberately changed the subject by pointing towards the blooming peonies nearby.
Just as she spoke, a sudden scream echoed from not far away!
"Not good! Miss Guo Chunyi has fallen into the water!"
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