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Just as the guard turned to leave, Yan Xi called him back again.

"etc."

Thinking that the prince had something important to give, the guards quickly turned around and knelt down.

"She was already out of favor in the Sang family, and now that she's under house arrest in the courtyard, her treatment will only get worse. Here's what I'll do: go order some food from Tianxiang Restaurant and send it over, so she doesn't go hungry. Also, prepare some for the cold... never mind, some food will do."

The clothes and jewelry were too eye-catching. If they were given to her like that, the people from the Sang family would cause trouble again.

His main purpose in going to Jiangnan was to purge the remnants of the rebel party, which was of great importance. If he were to turn against the Sang family now for the sake of Sang Huan, and let those remnants find out...

Yan Xi couldn't guarantee that those traitors wouldn't turn on Sang Huan when they were cornered.

Before meeting the fiancée his mother had arranged for him, Yan Xi never considered whether she would be hurt because of him.

After all, for Yan Xi at that time, this so-called fiancée was nothing more than a task assigned to him by his mother.

As the heir of the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion, he will need a mistress to help manage the affairs of the household in the future.

As for who this person is, Yan Xi used to not care, as long as the other party was virtuous enough for the position.

In any case, getting married and having children was just a task for him.

But now things are different; he has met his destined wife.

She even took the initiative to hand him a handkerchief; she, a woman, dared to be so bold as to express her feelings.

As her future husband, he certainly couldn't let her down.

Naturally, he also had to fulfill his duties as a husband and protect her.

Once the matter of betraying the party is settled, he will apologize to her properly, express his feelings, take her back to the capital, marry her, and treat her well.

Thinking of this, the coldness in Yan Xi's eyes dissipated considerably.

But in an instant, he frowned again.

He and she had only met once. If he was too busy dealing with the rebels to see her, would she have a problem with him?

Moreover, he secretly met with other members of the Sang family today. Will she think that she really considers Sang Ling as her fiancée, and feel that he misjudges people and thus dislike him?

Yan Xi's mood worsened the more she thought about it, and her previously calm expression turned increasingly cold and icy.

His thin lips were pressed together, and a sense of irritation appeared in his long, deep eyes.

In the end, he waved his hand before the guard could respond.

"Never mind, you get up first."

The guard was momentarily bewildered, but still obeyed and rose, cautiously asking...

"What does the Crown Prince mean?"

"Go and prepare what I have instructed. I will go there in person tonight."

"Your Highness, if this gets out, it will damage your reputation..."

"Then don't spread it around. Don't you understand this basic rule?"

Yan Xi gave them a cold glance, and the guards immediately fell silent. "Understood."

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At the Sang residence, Tao Hong waited outside the courtyard for the servant to bring her meal, as was her usual mealtime.

But as time passed, the sunset-lit sky was gradually swallowed up by the night.

The servant who was supposed to deliver the food had not yet appeared, and Tao Hong became a little anxious. She quickly went to find Old Wang, the coachman in charge of the task, and asked why the person who was supposed to deliver the food had not arrived yet.

Remembering the benefits he had received from the sixth young lady that morning, Old Wang pulled Tao Hong aside and whispered to her.

"Miss Tao Hong, it's not that the food delivery person didn't come; it's that Madam didn't have anyone prepare food for you at all."

Tao Hong's anxious expression instantly turned angry. She wanted to say something, but Lao Wang quickly made a "shh" gesture to her.

After looking left and right to make sure no one was watching, he stuffed the large steamed bun he had prepared in advance into Tao Hong's arms.

"Miss, Madam is still angry. If you cause trouble for Miss Liu now, not only will you be in danger, but you yourself will also be at risk! These buns are freshly bought by someone outside. You and Miss Liu can have them first; it's better than nothing."

Feeling the warmth in her arms and seeing Old Wang's tense expression, Tao Hong, no matter how angry she was, knew the seriousness of the situation. She bit her lip angrily, said thank you, and then angrily returned to her courtyard.

Watching her retreating figure, Old Wang couldn't help but sigh.

Although the gifts the Sixth Miss gave them this morning were touching, their indenture still placed them under the Li family's control, and that was all the help they could offer.

Back in the courtyard, seeing the girl sitting by the window reading a book, Tao Hong couldn't help but want to cry again.

Her mistress was clearly the young master's fiancée, but the Sang family was so biased that they wanted to give the marriage to the seventh young lady, and now they weren't even giving her food.

What kind of injustice is this in the world! And of all things, her young lady has to encounter it all!

"Miss~"

Sang Huan's eyelids twitched, and she looked up with a hint of helplessness.

"What's wrong now?"

Tao Hong recounted what had happened and took out the steamed buns from her arms.

Sang Huan had long been aware of Li's ruthlessness, so it was normal for her to use such methods to punish her, and she wasn't surprised at all.

Seeing Tao Hong with tears welling up in her eyes, she helplessly handed her a handkerchief.

"We've been bullied plenty of times before, why are you so fragile now? Don't cry, sweetie."

Seeing the young lady's gentle appearance, Peach Blossom felt even more distressed.

"But Miss, Madam Li only bullies people like this because you have no one to back you up. If Aunt were still here..."

"Xiao Tao!"

Sang Huan's voice turned cold, causing Tao Hong, who was about to speak, to immediately shut her mouth.

The young lady has never had her mother by her side since she was a child, and she misses her mother more than anyone else in the mansion.

However, the lady hated the young lady's birth mother the most, and the sixth young lady beside her also disliked Aunt Ning. She often ostracized and isolated Sang Huan on the grounds that she was the jinx who caused Aunt Ning's death.

The young lady was only a few years old at the time, and she couldn't bear it, so she strictly forbade the servants around her from mentioning her mother, treating her as a taboo.

Tao Hong also regretted her careless words. She held back the tears in her eyes and hurriedly wanted to apologize.

"Miss, I..."

"You've gone a bit too far lately," Sang Huan said, but she didn't give her a chance. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her usually clear and beautiful peach blossom eyes showed displeasure.

Seeing her like this, Tao Hong panicked even more and quickly knelt down and bowed her head to admit her mistake.

"I...I'm sorry, miss..."

Seeing her like this, Sang Huan, who had been cold-faced just moments before, finally softened her expression and offered some helpless words of comfort.

"I know you're worried about me, but you also need to be mindful of your words. Think carefully about what you should and shouldn't say. Don't cause unnecessary trouble because of momentary emotions, understand?"

Tao Hong is a good maid in every way, except that she gets too emotional.

Sang Huan knew that she felt sorry for her, but what good was feeling sorry for her?

Instead of crying to yourself every day, save your tears for the right time.

"Yes, Xiaotao, the current predicament is only temporary, I hope you understand. Be smart and don't worry me too much, okay?"

She knelt down and gently helped Tao Hong, who was kneeling on the ground, to her feet.

Tao Hong met her young mistress's meaningful gaze.

After a moment of stunned silence, as if suddenly understanding something, she stood up, wiped away her tears, and nodded earnestly.

"Miss, I understand!"

"Little Peach, if you don't want to eat these buns, just leave them for now."

Sang Huan looked at Tao Hong and understood. She lowered her head and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe away the tear stains on Tao Hong's face.

"But if we don't eat, there won't be any dinner, Miss. If you don't like it, I'll go and talk to Old Wang and ask him to prepare something better."

Thinking that the young lady thought it was too shabby, Tao Hong didn't hesitate to speak up, preparing to take out her savings to exchange for some better food for Old Wang.

"It's okay."

Sang Huan shook her head, a faint curve at the corner of her rosy lips, making her already delicate and pretty face even more beautiful and charming.

"Someone will bring the food soon."

What?

Peach Blossom met her gaze in confusion, and just as she was about to ask what was going on, she heard a gust of wind in the courtyard, and the branches and leaves of the banyan tree rustled softly.