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Nangong Shuang was momentarily taken aback, then politely declined, “Miss, I appreciate your kindness. However, as a companion reader, it is inappropriate for me to wear overly extravagant attire to avoid attracting gossip.”
“What’s there to be cautious about?” Guan Chunyi pouted in dissatisfaction. “My Guo Residence is not a place that adheres to such rigid formalities. Besides, the clothes were specially chosen by my father as a way to thank you for saving my life.”
Upon hearing this, Nangong Shuang felt warmth in her heart. Ever since she cured the Purple Butterfly Poison, Lord Guo had indeed treated her with great favor. Just yesterday, upon her arrival at the residence, Lord Guo personally hosted a banquet in her honor, speaking with respect and even praising her medical skills publicly, saying she had the legacy of the Nangong Family.
Thinking of this, Nangong Shuang pondered briefly before accepting the dress. “Since it is the elder’s good intention, I shall graciously accept it. However, I cannot wear such luxurious clothing every day; I hope you can understand, Miss.”
Seeing her accept it, Guan Chunyi beamed with joy. “You will look even more beautiful in it! Today we are hosting a banquet for a few friends from the inner circle; you must come along so I can introduce you to them.”
Nangong Shuang felt a stir in her heart; this was indeed a good opportunity to make connections with ladies from powerful families and perhaps gather more information. However, before she could respond, hurried footsteps suddenly echoed from outside the door, followed by the stern voice of the steward: “Stop! Who allowed you to barge into the young lady's chamber?!”
Guan Chunyi frowned at the sound and quickly walked to the door. She saw Steward Zhang Lu blocking a young servant who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. The boy held a redwood tray with an exquisite porcelain bottle on it.
“Zhang Butler, why are you so angry?” Guan Chunyi asked.
Steward Zhang quickly bowed. “Miss, forgive me. This young servant barged into the chamber; it is indeed suspicious, and I had no choice but to stop him.”
The young servant hurriedly knelt down to explain, “I am wronged, Miss! It was Madam who ordered me to deliver medicine to Nangong Shuang. She specifically instructed that it was a calming potion for sleep since she feared that Nangong Shuang might have trouble sleeping being new here.”
Guan Chunyi turned to Nangong Shuang. “Sister, do you know this young servant?”
Nangong Shuang scrutinized the boy closely; he indeed looked unfamiliar. Although there were many servants in the residence, she had memorized the faces of the main ones upon her arrival yesterday, and this boy was not among them.
“I don’t recognize him,” Nangong Shuang shook her head and then shifted her tone. “However, since it is Madam’s good intention, he must be a new servant. Zhang Butler, could you please call Madam’s maid to confirm?”
As soon as she said this, the young servant’s expression changed slightly, panic flashing in his eyes. After pondering for a moment, Zhang Lu nodded and said, “That makes sense. Xiao Tao, go ask Madam if this medicine was sent by her.”
The maid responded and left promptly while beads of sweat began to form on the young servant's forehead as his gaze started to wander. Nangong Shuang felt a sense of alertness; this boy's behavior was suspicious and there might be something more to that bottle.
Before Xiao Tao could return, the young servant suddenly tossed the tray aside; the porcelain bottle shattered on the ground, releasing an unusual fragrance that filled the air instantly. At the same time, taking advantage of the chaos, he attempted to flee.
“Catch him!” Zhang Lu shouted loudly as he reached out to grab him but suddenly felt weak in his legs and nearly fell over.
Guan Chunyi gasped in alarm. “Zhang Butler! What happened to you?”
Nangong Shuang reacted swiftly; she pulled Guan Chunyi back towards the window while taking out an embroidered handkerchief from her sleeve to cover both their mouths and noses.
“Be careful! That bottle contained Mihunxiang; inhaling too much will cause fainting!” Nangong Shuang warned in a low voice before shouting towards the door, “Help! There’s an assassin!”
The guards rushed over at the sound. Seeing this, the young servant pulled out a short knife from his bosom and waved it threateningly. “Don’t come any closer! Or else someone will get hurt; don’t blame me!”
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