An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

Every New Year's Eve, the whole country spends the New Year in silence. Even in the palace, because the old queen is still ill, the New Year is celebrated in a low-key manner.

There were few shops and mansions on the streets of Chang'an city, not to mention the grand Nuo opera that would be held every New Year. The only New Year ceremonies that existed were just blessing ceremonies held in the homes of wealthy people.

The situation was no different at the Mu Wuhou Mansion. Although Grandpa Nie had not been infected with the epidemic, he caught a cold at the end of the year and was recuperating in his house. Everyone went to the ancestral temple together during the day to worship their ancestors, and then each stayed in their own courtyard to celebrate the New Year.

However, Nie Ce and his wife still had to go to Yunyue Pavilion. ——Cheng Niu was quite savvy. Two days ago, she asked Fang Niu about the eldest lady's love of watching wrestling performances, and reported it to Sang Ling, asking him to arrange it in advance. Sang Ling was still checking the last few accounts at the time, so he gave money to Cheng Niu to buy it. When he knelt in the hall at night and two burly men appeared on the stage, he knew what wrestling performances were...

Isn't it just sumo?

Madam Zhaoyu is truly a hidden talent.

The girl sitting sideways stared with wide eyes, causing Nie Ce, who was sitting next to her, to look back and said, "If you wanted to arrange this, you should have told me earlier."

Bai Bai went to the capital to find performers, but they were just showmen, so Nie Ce knew it at a glance. If he had mentioned these earlier, he would have directly pulled two soldiers from the camp.

Sang Ling didn't even notice what the person next to her said, she was still concentrating on the two big men. Unlike the warriors who were training outdoors, the performers had fair and even skin, with more fat wrapped around their muscles. She couldn't help but notice the clothes of the two men -

Then a loud cough was heard. It was Nie Ce who coughed with his fist clenched. Just as he was about to speak, Madam Zhaoyu on the main seat suddenly said "Aiya". It was the end of the competition. The eldest lady couldn't help but sighed, "Better to grab the belt a step slower, or you would have won."

She was really watching the game seriously. Nie Ce smiled and turned away. Sang Ling felt that this scene was inexplicably humorous. She had originally thought that the eldest lady was such an elegant woman who did not like to watch such a fierce fighting sport.

The party and performance ended at 11:00 p.m. Even though the eldest lady was still interested, she had just recovered from an illness and could not stand the fatigue. Finally, she returned to her bedroom to sleep at the persuasion of her grandmother.

Sang Ling returned to Wuyuan with Nie Ce.

Young Marquis Nie went straight to the purification room, and Sang Ling sat idly in the front hall watching the lanterns. After a while, he saw Wei Chu coming hurriedly from the end of the corridor.

The master and servant exchanged glances and then went to the west wing to talk.

The lights in the courtyard cast circles of light on the silk, and the strong cold wind made people feel a lot calmer.

"He said he saw Xing going out at noon."

What Wei Chu reported was the news brought back by Yuan, who was arranged by them to work in the back room. Ever since Sang Ling discovered that something was wrong with Xing and Shi last time, she had asked Wei Chu to assign a task to Yuan. The little girl had to monitor the actions of the two old mothers every day. If she couldn't monitor them, she would also learn to inquire in the back room.

"It has been several days. He has been talking to a maid who stays for less than two quarters of an hour. I sent someone to inquire and they said that the maid worked for He Ni in the West Palace."

He Ai - Sang Ling still had some impression of her. This person was the old mother beside Shen.

It turned out to be Shen’s.

She can place all her men around Madam Zhaoyu, who is an old lady who has worked in the East Palace for many years. This second lady has amazing means.

After the conversation was completed, Nie Ce finished his bath and Old Mother Cheng came to reply, and the conversation in the west wing ended.

It was almost midnight, but Lord Nie didn't seem to be very sleepy yet. She took the lamp extinguisher from Cheng and turned off the lamps in front of the window one by one. "It's strange today. You're not feeling sleepy even at this hour."

"I was so interested in watching the wrestling at night that I wasn't sleepy anymore." Nie Ce sat cross-legged in the tent, letting down one side of the curtain and hanging the other side on a hook. Sang Ling extinguished the last flame and walked over leisurely, "I didn't see how seriously you were watching."

Madam Zhaoyu was the only one in the audience who was really watching. Nie Ce only said a few words from beginning to end, "They are all fake tricks." But it was normal for him to be disdainful. After all, his fight was real and not for the entertainment.

"I'll watch carefully." Nie Ce smiled, grabbed her arm, and pulled down the curtain with his other hand. There was still a lamp in the back room, so the tent would not be completely dark.

The couple had sex so many times that she couldn't even count them on her fingers. She naturally knew what he was going to do, and she lay down subconsciously, "You're really not sleepy."

"What's wrong? Are you sleepy?" Nie Ce put his arms around her neck.

The two of them switched positions instantly, and Sang Ling sat on him.

"I'm not sleepy, but I have to get up early tomorrow." The little daughter's eyes are bright and her pretty face is even more radiant under the light. "You are not allowed to toss and turn for too long."

There was even some command in her tone. Nie Ce found it a little funny, so he hugged her through her clothes and made a few symbolic moves. He was in high spirits and the woman on him was cooperating quickly, but he suddenly remembered what Tan Ziying had said at that time.

His eyes dimmed for a moment.

Although he didn't believe it yet and thought it might be a misunderstanding, once he heard about it, the seeds of doubt were planted in his heart uncontrollably.

"A Ling." His voice was low, "Do you like me?"

This was also the first time that the two had discussed such a topic. From the time they got married until now, the changes in their relationship were actually strange. At first, they were like classmates, but later, they had to be tied together because of some things, and they seemed to be comrades in arms. Later, Sang Ling couldn't help but think about it. Later, they had sex. Young men and women are sensitive about sex, and they were each other's first. Just looking at the influence of hormones, it was hard not to be closer.

But speaking of these friendships.

In fact, Sang Ling had never wanted to think about this issue. Now, of course, she was satisfied with Nie Ce, and did not reject getting along with him. She even liked to indulge in the pleasure of love with him. Especially after this epidemic, she had an additional layer of inexplicable emotions. She began to be like Madam Zhaoyu. When she didn't see him, she would worry about his safety and couldn't help but worry about him. When she saw him again, she would even be excited and want to get close to him.

But, is this love? She herself doesn't know. If this is love, it seems different from her previous love for Gao Hengshi.

"I..." She uttered a word, and then paused to think to herself: Is Nie Ce asking this at this time just a part of flirting? Suddenly, she understood and answered without any burden, "Of course I like you. If I don't like you, why would I do this with you?"

Then Nie Ce chuckled and scratched her nose with his fingers, "Do you like doing this with me?"

"Don't you like it?" she asked quickly.

"Uh." Nie Ce was really speechless because of her. Of course he liked this kind of thing. If he didn't like it, he would think about coming back every day? The Lieutenant Colonel's Office was nearly a hundred miles away. At that time, he had to rush back to spend the night no matter how late it was. Wasn't it obvious whether he liked it or not?

But of course he would not mention these in front of his wife, so he raised his head and pecked her, "I like it as much as you like it."

The tug of war in relationships is indeed a science. Sang Ling learned it by himself and started practicing Tai Chi. "Then I like you as much as you like me."

Anyway, she is not the one I want now.

"You just keep talking tough." Nie Ce grabbed her face.

Unexpectedly, the person on top of me put his hands on me and pulled me a few times, "Are you coming or not? If not, I want to sleep."

"Come on." Nie Jialang's voice immediately became louder. He stretched out his big hand and lifted her buttocks, without any need for further adjustment... In fact, after sitting on her, the two of them talked and pushed against each other, and they both responded.

Later, after talking it over again, they were happy and harmonious, and naturally merged without any obstacles...

The lowered curtains swayed, and a copper ball in the fire clock fell. With this gentle sound, the new year has quietly arrived.