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Realizing that someone was eavesdropping, Tao Hong quickly swallowed the words in her throat, responded to Sang Huan's suggestion, and began searching the house as well.

On the other side, Sang Chengfeng had a lot to do at his shop. After coercing and bribing Sang Huan, he chatted with Li Shi for a few more minutes before leaving.

Only Madam Li remained in the main hall. After confirming that Sang Chengfeng had left the mansion, Madam Li sent someone to summon Sang Ling.

"Mother, you..."

"Snapped!"

Sang Ling stepped into the house with her left foot, but before she could say a word, Li slapped her hard across the face.

She was so stunned by the slap that she was completely bewildered!

After realizing what had happened, Sang Ling looked at Li Shi with a mixture of anger and grievance.

"Mother! Why did you hit me?"

"Kneel down!"

Li did not respond to her, but only gave cold instructions.

Sang Ling had no choice but to kneel down reluctantly, though she was extremely resentful.

"Sang Ling, I've been working tirelessly on your marriage, barely sleeping for two months! Now, by some stroke of luck, Prince Jing'an has appeared, and you're going to give this marriage to that fool Sang Huan! How magnanimous of you!"

Looking at her daughter, Li recalled the news from the housekeeper and felt as if she were about to have a heart attack, unable to catch her breath.

Prince Jing'an, that's the husband that so many officials dream of but can't have!

Merchants like them, who are at the very bottom of the social ladder, would never have dared to dream of such a thing. Now that such a great opportunity is right in front of them, this fool not only doesn't think about how to make the best of it, but actually dares to push people away!

How dare she!

Upon hearing that it was all because of Prince Jing'an, Sang Ling felt even more aggrieved.

"Mother, you yourself said that the prince is of imperial lineage. If I marry him, I'm afraid he'll have countless wives and concubines in his harem. I don't want to fight for power like you do all day long. I..."

Meeting Li's icy, sinister gaze, Sang Ling instantly fell silent. She clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, daring not to speak again.

Li's chest heaved violently as she struggled to suppress her resentment and sneered.

"If you don't want to marry Prince Jing'an, then you want to marry your scholar Pan?"

Upon hearing the last three words, Sang Ling felt a jolt in her heart and her whole body trembled!

Her lips moved as she looked at Li in terror.

Clearly, she kept her affair with Pan Lang a secret so well, how could Mother have found out!

For a moment, Sang Ling's mind went blank, and her face turned pale and bloodless!

Seeing her daughter like this, Li's sneer grew even stronger. She turned around and sat down in the armchair.

"Sang Ling, I'm in charge of this entire Sang family estate. Do you really think I don't know about your affair with that poor scholar?"

Does Mother mean she already knew?

Why doesn't she expose herself?

"I know you're young and like to play, so as long as you don't cause too much trouble, I'll let you be."

As if sensing her doubts, Madam Li slowly took a sip of tea, and her previously cold and stern words suddenly softened.

"I can let you play around with that poor scholar, but I can't let you marry him. He's not good enough for you."

"Don't talk about true love, Lingling. A momentary liking doesn't count as love. Your mother has more experience than you have. Here's what we'll do: tomorrow at noon, your father has invited Prince Jing'an to dine at Tianxiang Restaurant. Go see him then. If you still don't want to marry, then I won't force you, how about that?"

Sang Ling never expected that Madam Li would suddenly give in. She was now completely focused on her Pan Lang, so she had no intention of refuting him and quickly nodded.

"Okay! I promise you!"

It's just a meeting, isn't it? That prince isn't some immortal being; how could he possibly change her mind?

Seeing that she readily agreed, Madam Li twitched her lips and didn't make things difficult for her. She waved for the person to leave, then called over the old woman standing nearby and asked how things were going.

The old woman whispered a few words in her ear, and Li frowned, her eyes filled with suspicion.

"Did she really say that? Or is she just trying to trick us?"

"No, that idiot didn't even notice us."

Upon hearing this, Madam Li pondered for a moment before giving her instructions.

"Alright, send men to search the hut today. If they find nothing, send more servants with her tomorrow. Remember, keep a close watch on her; there can be no mistakes! Otherwise..."

The old woman immediately knelt down and nodded, "Understood, Madam."

"Okay, let's go down first."

The old woman kowtowed again before getting up and leaving. He Lan, who was standing nearby, noticed that the old woman's tea cup was empty and quickly refilled it.

Recalling what she had said to Sang Ling, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Miss, what if the young lady... what if she goes to see the prince tomorrow... and still refuses to agree?"

He Lan had served by Li Shi's side for a long time and knew what kind of person Sang Ling was. Perhaps Li Shi was too strict with her, because the more she was asked to do something, the more she wanted to do it.

She worried that Sang Ling had the same attitude towards this.

Li, however, took a leisurely sip of tea and chuckled softly.

"Don't worry, she'll agree."

She knew her daughter's personality better than anyone else.

That poor scholar was completely fooled by her; he only relied on his good looks and eloquence.

The poor scholar couldn't even come close to the appearance of Prince Jing'an. Even if he was a bit aloof, she didn't believe that Sang Ling wouldn't be moved by his looks.

Seeing Li's confident demeanor, He Lan ultimately didn't say anything more.

The next day, the rain stopped and the sun shone brightly on the earth.

From the backyard of the Sang residence, a finely crafted carriage slowly emerged, carrying three tall and burly coachmen. Behind the carriage were three men dressed as servants, pulling the horses.

Tao Hong lifted the curtain, quietly informed Sang Huan of the people following her outside, and then her eyes were filled with anger.

"Madam, this is going too far! Even looking for something requires so many people watching over us; it's like they're afraid we'll run away!"

That's because I'm afraid she'll run away.

Sang Huan slowly picked up the pastries on the table and ate them, showing no reaction to Tao Hong's words.

Seeing this, Tao Hong thought that her mistress had been tortured to the point of desperation, and her heart ached so much that tears welled up in her eyes.

"Miss, I'm so sorry. It's all Tao Hong's fault for being so useless. If Tao Hong were more capable, she could have run away and told on you. How could she let you be bullied like this all the time?"

Sang Huan paused in her eating of the pastries, looked at the little maid's tearful face, hesitated for a moment, picked up her cup, took a sip of tea and swallowed the pastries, and then took a handkerchief to wipe away the maid's tears.

"How can you blame Xiaotao for this? Stop crying."

Peach Blossom cried even harder as she looked at her mistress's pretty little face that was so close to her.

Seeing this, Sang Huan couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't cry, it's not like there's really no chance left."

Peach Blossom froze, her teary eyes filled with confusion as she looked at her.

Seeing that she had stopped crying, Sang Huan carefully wiped the tears off her cheeks before sitting up straight.

Listen.

Peach Blossom blinked and listened carefully to what she meant.

The carriage took the back gate of the Sang residence, which was very close to the east gate of the city. It had already left the city gate, and outside, apart from the sound of the carriage wheels turning, there was only the sound of horses' hooves.

The east gate of the city is the main road, so it's normal to hear these kinds of noises.

Just as Tao Hong was puzzled, a series of orderly "thump-thump" sounds rang out, as if government troops were passing by, and even their carriages were moving aside to make way.

Before Tao Hong could even ask, Sang Huan had already lifted the curtain, her slender, jade-like fingers peeking out. Then, a gust of wind swept by, and the handkerchief she was holding loosened, swirling and flying away…

"Miss, you..."

Sang Huan gently covered her mouth with her soft, white hand, making a "shh" gesture.

The next moment, a "whoosh" came from outside the carriage, as if someone was turning the horses around and approaching the carriage.

Upon hearing this, the servants outside the carriage knelt down and bowed to the person on horseback, calling out.

"Greetings, Prince Jing'an!"

"Da da"

There were two light taps on the carriage window, and a clear, deep male voice, like jade falling into a mountain spring, slowly rang out.

"Girl, you dropped your handkerchief."

Peach-colored eyes slowly widened, meeting her master's clear, smiling eyes.

It seems to be saying—

See, the opportunity has come.