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"Thank you for your concern, Madam," Nangong Shuang said, forcing back her tears as she spoke softly.
Madam Xiao smiled gently and took out a delicate sachet from her bosom. "You possess remarkable medical skills and have agreed to treat my illness. This small token is merely a gesture of respect. I personally embroidered this sachet, and the herbs inside are known to calm the mind and soothe the spirit. I hope you will accept it."
Nangong Shuang accepted the sachet, noticing that it was adorned with a vividly embroidered plum blossom, skillfully crafted. The sachet emitted a faint, refreshing fragrance that indeed brought a sense of tranquility.
"Thank you for your generous gift, Madam," Nangong Shuang said earnestly as she carefully tucked the sachet away.
Madam Xiao spoke tenderly, "You saved Lord Lu and have promised to treat my ailment; this gesture is nothing significant. I hope you will often visit Xiao Mansion so that this old woman can have someone to talk to."
Nangong Shuang agreed and handed Madam Xiao the prepared medicine, explaining its usage in detail. Madam Xiao personally delivered the medicine to Lu Shilang before returning to arrange for Nangong Shuang's ride back to Guo Residence.
As night deepened, the carriage from Xiao Mansion carried Nangong Shuang slowly toward Guo Residence. Throughout the journey, her mind was filled with thoughts. Today's events had been fruitful: Lu Shilang's identity remained a mystery but seemed connected to the Nangong Family; Madam Xiao turned out to be a close friend of her mother, filled with remorse toward the Nangong Family; Xiao Zhongyan supported a re-examination of the Nangong Family case while Xiao Zhongmo firmly opposed it.
Even more astonishing was the possibility of reopening the case surrounding the Nangong Family's wrongful conviction! This had always been Nangong Shuang's wish, and she never expected such an opportunity would arise now.
As she thought about this, she instinctively touched the sachet given by Madam Xiao. Suddenly, she felt something hard inside. Driven by intuition, she opened the sachet and discovered a small piece of paper hidden within!
By the light of the moon, Nangong Shuang carefully unfolded the note, revealing a line of elegant handwriting: "The plum blossom still exists today; I fear it is from different branches."
Nangong Shuang's heart raced! This was clearly hinting at her identity! The plum blossom was a symbol of the Nangong Family; "still exists today" indicated that there were still members of the family alive, while "different branches" referred to those not living under the same roof.
Madam Xiao was telling her that she had recognized her identity! Yet instead of confronting her directly, Madam Xiao chose this subtle way to convey her message, clearly aiming to protect her.
"Madam Xiao has recognized who I am..." Nangong Shuang murmured to herself, feeling both shocked and delighted. Since Madam Xiao was a close friend of her mother and harbored regrets about the Nangong Family, could this recognition lead to an important turning point?
The carriage continued its journey through the night as Nangong Shuang gazed out at the moonlight, her thoughts swirling. The wrongful conviction of the Nangong Family might soon be rectified, and her path of revenge could also take a new turn.
One often does not realize their blessings when they are in them. Perhaps it is time to express gratitude!
Carefully storing away both the sachet and note, Nangong Shuang closed her eyes to rest as she awaited her return to Guo Residence. Today's events had shown her a glimmer of hope but also reminded her that danger lurked nearby. Xiao Zhongmo's hostility toward her had become increasingly apparent, and spies from Shadow Pavilion might already be watching her.
What path should she take next? Should she continue to endure in silence while seeking more evidence or boldly expose the truth from years ago with the prince's support for a re-examination?
Nangong Shuang had yet to make up her mind but knew that whichever path she chose would require utmost caution. One misstep could not only undo all her efforts but also cost her life.
The carriage gradually came to a stop in front of Guo Residence. Gathering her thoughts, Nangong Shuang alighted from the carriage and entered the estate.
Morning sunlight streamed through the window panes, casting a golden hue over the room. Nangong Shuang woke early and sat quietly at her vanity table, playing with the sachet given by Madam Xiao last night. The light purple sachet featured a vividly embroidered plum blossom and emitted a faint fragrance. The note hidden inside had been safely stored away; those words—"The plum blossom still exists today; I fear it is from different branches"—continued to echo in her mind.
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