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There, sitting at the tea table by the window in the private room, was a man dressed in a crescent-shaped brocade robe.

The man was tall and slender, his black hair tied up with a jade crown. He held a celadon teacup between his clean, long, slender fingers. Hearing the commotion, the man turned his head and looked over.

His long, deep phoenix eyes were as black as ink, his thin lips were pale pink, and his nose was high and straight. He exuded an aura of nobility and detachment, like a cold and aloof immortal from the heavens, making people hold their breath.

Sang Ling had never seen such a handsome person before, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

What a handsome man!

Her mind was completely captivated by his handsome face, so she didn't notice at all that when the man looked at her again, the expectation in his eyes had quietly turned into indifference.

Previously, the wedding arrangements had always been handled by Yan Xi's bodyguards. This was the first time Sang Chengfeng had met her, and his usual composed and polite demeanor was now quite reserved.

"This humble citizen, Sang Chengfeng, greets Prince Jing'an."

"Mr. Sang, you're too kind. Please rise."

Yan Xi did not get up, but simply nodded in response.

His indifferent and aloof attitude made Sang Chengfeng, who had just been overjoyed, feel somewhat embarrassed.

When Sang Chengfeng heard from the shopkeeper that the young master of Jing'an was waiting in the room early, he thought that the young master still had some affection for the Sang family, otherwise he would not have lowered himself to wait in advance.

But when they actually met, the other person's lukewarm attitude left him completely baffled.

He didn't dare to have too many thoughts in front of the other party. Remembering the purpose of his visit, he quickly turned around and introduced his wife and daughter behind him.

"Your Highness, this is my wife, Madam Li, and my daughter, Sang Ling. Please pay your respects to Your Highness!"

Madam Li quickly bowed to Yan Xi. Seeing that her daughter was still staring intently at Prince Jing'an without saying a word, Madam Li, who knew her daughter's personality, knew that her daughter had developed feelings for that prince.

Although she was satisfied, she dared not show it on her face and could only pretend to scold him.

"Lingling, don't be rude!"

Her rebuke instantly pulled Sang Ling, who was immersed in Yan Xi's appearance, back to her senses. Hearing this, she didn't have time to think too much. Afraid that her rudeness would displease the man in front of her, she quickly bit her lower lip and bowed shyly.

"This humble girl, Sang Ling, greets Your Highness."

Her voice was so soft it was almost dripping with water, causing the shadowy figure beside Yan Xi to tremble involuntarily.

Yan Xi frowned almost imperceptibly, but his good upbringing allowed him to only nod restrainedly, without making any further moves that might embarrass him.

Once everyone had arrived, the food was served quickly.

As the guest of honor at the banquet, Sang Chengfeng warmly invited Yan Xi to take a seat. Despite his enthusiastic hospitality, Yan Xi's indifferent demeanor made her seem somewhat distant.

But given the other party's status and position, Sang Chengfeng didn't feel anything was wrong. He continued to introduce the other party's background after the food was served, keeping the atmosphere lively.

Sang Ling, sitting next to her mother, cautiously glanced at the man opposite her out of the corner of her eye.

Her fingers twisted the handkerchief tightly, her heart fluttering with infatuation at the man's demeanor and handsome face, having long forgotten her initial resistance and disgust.

Sang Ling had only one thought in her mind: if such a noble and handsome man could be her future husband, then she wouldn't be unwilling to take on this substitute marriage.

She looked at her father expectantly, wanting him to introduce her as soon as possible so that she could quickly strike up a conversation with the Prince of Jing'an.

But after waiting for a long time, the other party only talked about business matters and did not mention her at all.

For a moment, Sang Ling couldn't help but feel anxious. She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, and she kept tugging at the handkerchief in her hand.

In the end, she had no choice but to turn to her mother and look for help, hoping that her mother could help her.

Li slowly washed her hands, took the handkerchief handed to her by the maid and wiped them clean, then gave Sang Ling a warning look, signaling her to behave herself.

Then she turned around, reached out and gently tugged at Sang Chengfeng's sleeve, reminding him in a gentle voice.

"Sir, it's time to get down to business."

Upon hearing this, Sang Chengfeng suddenly slapped his head as if waking from a dream.

"Look at my memory, I almost forgot about the important matter. Lingling, come here and greet the young master."

Hearing her father's call, Sang Ling couldn't wait to get up and come over.

Sang Chengfeng introduced with a smile, "This humble one knows why Your Highness has come this time, so I won't waste any more words. This is Sang Ling, the daughter of Ning Yue that you are looking for."

When Sang Ling saw the man right in front of her, her already shy face flushed even more.

She gripped the hem of her dress tightly, bowed slightly flusteredly, and her voice was filled with uncontrollable shyness.

"Your Majesty..."

But to her surprise, the man in front of her interrupted her without even glancing at her.

"Does Aunt Yue only have this one daughter?"

The moment the words were spoken, the room fell silent.

Sang Ling's shy expression froze. She didn't understand Yan Xi's meaning and turned her pale gaze to her father beside her.

Sang Chengfeng hadn't expected Yan Xi to say that, but fortunately, he was a shrewd old fox and quickly recovered and stabilized the situation.

"What does Your Highness mean by this? Xiaoyue only has one daughter, Sangling."

Yan Xi did not move. He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, watching the atmosphere become increasingly tense.

He then raised his raven feathers, his gaze sweeping lightly over Sang Ling in front of him, his voice indifferent.

"My mother showed me a portrait of Aunt Yue before she left. I found it strange that this girl bore no resemblance to Aunt Yue."

Upon hearing this, even Li, who was standing nearby, paled just like Sang Ling.

"Haha, so that's why!" Sang Chengfeng, cunning and shrewd, not only showed no panic but also laughed out loud and explained calmly.

"To be honest, Sang Ling is the daughter of this humble man and Xiao Yue. It is said that daughters resemble their fathers, and Lingling has looked like this humble man since birth. This humble man has an ordinary appearance and has not given Lingling a good appearance. It is really helpless."

As he spoke, his eyes held a hint of heartache as he looked at Sang Ling, as if he truly felt sorry for her.

Yan Xi didn't respond, and Sang Chengfeng didn't seem embarrassed, as if he was lost in thought, reminiscing about the past.

"When Xiaoyue gave birth to Lingling, she suffered a difficult labor and hemorrhage. The doctors in Suzhou were helpless, and I was on the verge of collapse as I watched her die. Later, it was Xiaoyue who pulled me back and told me to take good care of my daughter so that I could get back on my feet. I felt sorry for Lingling who had lost her mother and was worried about what others would say, so I simply told everyone that she was born to the legal mother and placed her under the care of Li Shi to be raised."

Madam Li was tolerant and raised her children exceptionally well. Now that Lingling has reached marriageable age, my stepmother and I are having a headache over her marriage, but unexpectedly, Your Highness has come looking for us. In the end, it's all fate."

After saying that, Sang Chengfeng winked at Li.

This was something they had planned long ago. Since they were going to have Sang Ling marry in place of Sang Huan, they wanted to do it cleanly and make sure Sang Ling completely replaced Sang Huan's identity to prevent any future troubles!

In any case, Sang Huan's presence in the mansion was not strong, and very few outsiders knew her appearance or identity.

In addition, Sang Ling was born only a few days before him, and Li Shi had always been strict with her. As long as the mouths of the people in the mansion were kept shut, there was no need to worry about Yan Xi finding out anything!