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Was there a larger conspiracy waiting for her? Or was Xiao Zhongyan's stance different from that of his family?
As she pondered this, Nangong Shuang suddenly sensed something unusual. At the street corner, a figure in black was staring intently in her direction. When he noticed her turning, he quickly melted into the crowd.
"Am I being followed again?" Nangong Shuang thought, her heart racing. She pretended to be nonchalant as she continued walking, all the while discreetly observing her surroundings.
Indeed, there were more than one pair of eyes watching her. On a distant rooftop, at the entrance of a tea house, and behind a fruit stall, suspicious figures were moving about. These individuals coordinated seamlessly yet remained inconspicuous, clearly trained professionals.
"People from the Shadow Pavilion?" A chill ran down Nangong Shuang's spine as her fingers instinctively tightened around the silver needles hidden in her sleeve. Ever since Yao Yan had pointed out that her methods of medication were similar to those of the Nangong Family during their last encounter at the Li residence, she had known danger was approaching. Now it seemed that the enemy had begun to act, surrounding her completely!
Nangong Shuang maintained a calm exterior, but alarm bells rang in her mind. If she acted recklessly, it would surely attract more enemies; if she feigned ignorance, she might fall into an even more elaborate trap.
After a moment's thought, she decided to return to Qian Mansion and plan carefully. After all, in the bustling streets, they wouldn't dare act openly. Once back at Qian Mansion, with Qian Yuanwai's reputation as protection, they would have to think twice before making a move.
Nangong Shuang deliberately slowed her pace and walked toward a fabric shop, pretending to browse for cloth while secretly monitoring her pursuers' movements. As expected, those figures in black did not approach but kept their distance, seemingly content to follow rather than engage immediately.
"It seems they are just trying to figure out my routine to prepare for their next move," Nangong Shuang mused internally. "I need to find an opportunity to slip away; I can't let them keep following me."
After purchasing a few yards of fabric, Nangong Shuang continued on her way, intentionally taking several obscure side streets. However, those figures in black shadowed her closely, maintaining their distance.
Reaching a bustling intersection, Nangong Shuang spotted a group of monks collecting alms surrounded by a throng of devotees. An idea struck her; she quickly moved toward the crowd and slipped into the bustling throngs amid the chaos.
By the time those figures in black arrived, Nangong Shuang had vanished without a trace. They searched frantically but found only a sea of people—where could Nangong Shuang be?
Taking advantage of the confusion caused by the monks' alms collection, Nangong Shuang swiftly entered through the back door of an inn, passed through the kitchen, and exited through a side door, successfully shaking off her pursuers.
"Phew..." She leaned against the wall and took a moment to catch her breath. "These people are getting more skilled; it seems my danger is increasing."
Just as she was about to turn and leave, she suddenly heard a familiar voice nearby—it was Guo Chunyi!
Nangong Shuang turned toward the sound and saw an ornate carriage stopped at the roadside with its curtain half-drawn, revealing Guo Chunyi's anxious face. She appeared to be speaking with someone inside the carriage, her expression worried and urgent.
Out of caution, Nangong Shuang did not approach but instead hid around the corner to observe discreetly.
Moments later, the curtain was fully drawn back and a figure stepped out from inside—the very person was Xiao Zhongyan!
Nangong Shuang was taken aback; Xiao Zhongyan was secretly meeting with Guo Chunyi? Did they share some undisclosed connection?
Xiao Zhongyan looked serious as he spoke quietly with Guo Chunyi. They frequently glanced around them, clearly discussing something confidential.
"This is too dangerous!" Guo Chunyi's voice was low but still discernible to Nangong Shuang. "My father has received news from Zheng Yushi; they suspect Sister Shuang is a descendant of the Nangong Family!"
"I know," Xiao Zhongyan nodded. "My second brother has already begun taking action and has sent people to monitor her every move."
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