An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

Fortunately, Sang Ling started learning how to keep accounts since the beginning of the year, so she could enter and leave the Yunyue Pavilion accounting office freely. Later, when Madam Zhaoyu fell ill, she also went into the first lady's private treasury, so she was familiar with the place.

At night, Cheng Auntie called Fang Auntie and said that the second young master's wife had left something here and needed it the next day, so she had to get it that night. Fang Lu was not vague and did not ask any more questions. She just sent someone to deliver the key.

The master and his servants opened the door of the treasury at 3 a.m. and began to search carefully. They did not leave Yunyue Pavilion until the sky was slightly bright.

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The account book was sent to the West Mansion early the next morning. Sang Ling did not sleep after returning. He first settled the account with Zong Xiang about the money that the West Mansion had paid back, and then discussed the matter with Cheng Ai.

In the second half of the night, several servants searched for nearly two hours before they finally cleared out the extra eight thousand coins. No one knew when Aunt Xing put them in. It was precisely because no one had any suspicions years ago that such a large sum of money was able to safely enter Madam Zhaoyu's treasury.

If this matter was later convicted, not only Madam Zhaoyu, but also Sang Ling, the acting head of the family, would be blamed. Although she had expected an ambush, she still couldn't calm down for a long time until she caught the criminal with her own hands.

"What a big chess game." He couldn't help but sigh again.

"This man is really sinister." Cheng Lao also did not sleep all night. She turned her head and saw the sky outside the window was pale. She was about to persuade the second young master's wife to sleep for a while, but she heard someone outside saying, "The eldest lady is here to ask the second young master's wife to go to the West Mansion together. She said that the Fu family came to propose marriage."

The master and servant in the room stood up together. Sang Ling held his head and calmed himself down before going to change his clothes again.

The Fu family heard that a visiting card had been sent a few days ago. It happened that Shen had taken over the reins of the family, so they were so happy that they forgot about the matter. It was not until the other party arrived at the gate of the mansion that they suddenly remembered that Madam Zhaoyu was the matchmaker of this marriage, so she had to show up.

The West Mansion was bustling that day. Most of the people from the Fu family came, and they also brought a matchmaker.

Just after Madam Zhaoyu arrived, the two aunts from the third and fourth rooms also arrived. Soon, Grandpa Nie sent someone to pass on the message, only asking them to "entertain the in-laws well." He also asked them to "don't be so reserved with the in-laws and Mr. Fu."

The head of the family specially sent someone to pass the message and directly addressed them as "relatives", which meant that the marriage was settled.

Even though Shen still had some resentment in his heart, he was not as persistent as he was years ago. Now that he has gained control of the family, his mind has of course changed.

This time, the attitudes of both sides were friendly. Shen Huajun also came in the afternoon, but it was not convenient for her to show up in such an occasion, so she stood behind the screen the whole time.

From this angle, Sang Ling happened to see that the two of them looked at each other inadvertently, and he could see a deep red in Shen Huajun's eyes.

She looked away thoughtfully, without showing any sign of abnormality.

At noon, the two governments entertained the Fu family at a banquet in Chang Garden. Because the epidemic situation was still serious during the festival, they did not have as much fun as before and had a long time.

The time for the six ceremonies is determined during the course of a meal.

Madam Zhaoyu noticed that Sang Ling was still coughing at the banquet, so she did not keep her for long. Sang Ling did not refuse, and after greeting everyone in the two mansions and the Fu family, she went straight back to Wuyuan.

Before I could even sit down, Shen Huajun came up from behind.

"Why is Miss Shen here?"

She is the protagonist of today's happy event. Even if the woman herself did not show up, she would have to have been secretly inquiring about the situation. Besides, could the Shen family let her move freely at this time?

"Auntie doesn't want to talk to me right now, so I just wanted to talk to you." Shen Huajun found a place and knelt down.

Sang Ling sighed secretly, and asked Cheng to pour water, "But I have some things to do, I am afraid I can't stay with you for long."

In fact, she was really sleepy. She had been tossing and turning all night and had finally managed to sort out her thoughts. Now that she relaxed a little, sleepiness surged up like a tide.

If I sit for a little longer, my eyelids will probably start to droop.

"It won't take long." Shen Huajun lowered his eyes and pinched his sleeves. "Madam, you have also met Fu Lin. What do you think of him?"

Zong Xiang and Wei Chu were waiting in the corridor at this moment. The only person serving in the room was Old Lady Cheng. Old Lady Cheng raised her eyebrows. Sang Ling paused. In fact, it was not that he could not understand what Shen Huajun meant.

I had to answer politely, "Mr. Fu is a man of few words and modesty."

"So do you think he is a good person?" Shen Huajun's eyes were always on his knees.

"He has his own merits, and the Fu family is also very sincere and respectful to you. You should be able to feel it."

During the two visits, the Fu family was always humble and treated Shen Huajun in a friendly manner. Although it was not known whether it was fake or not, the attitude they showed was there anyway.

As for further details, it is not Sang Ling’s responsibility.

She has a lot of things to do of her own, so how can she have the time to care about Shen Huajun?

"Aunt is noncommittal now, so the decision will be made by the eldest lady." Shen Huajun raised her eyes, tears clearly welling up in her eyes, and her cheeks were trembling slightly.

This emotion came so quickly that both the master and the servant were dumbfounded, and Aunt Cheng curled her lips first.

"She is doing housework now. She is happy and not so enthusiastic about my affairs anymore." Two tears as big as soybeans rolled down the cheeks of Shen's niece and hit the wooden floor of Wuyuan's main hall with a "pa". The little daughter's voice became hoarse.

"Before, she had need of me, so she only let me marry the Marquis. Now she doesn't need me anymore, and she doesn't care about me anymore. When I entered the Marquis's mansion at the age of six, she told me that I would be the Marquis's wife in the future. Later, she dragged it out and said that regardless of whether I was a wife or a concubine, I would always have to serve the Marquis in Wuyuan."

"She has just taken over the household chores, but she has changed her mind again. What do you want me to do? Fu Lin is so ugly that even the maids in the mansion look down on him, so why did he marry me to him? If I had known this would happen, I would have married Luo Yu last year, who was the governor of Luzhou after all. But now, he is marrying me to a businessman like him?"

As she spoke, her voice became sharper, breaking the tranquility that had always been in Wuyuan.

Aunt Cheng couldn't hold it in any longer. "If Madam Shen is unhappy, she can go anywhere to express it. Why are you coming here to make a fuss? We may not be able to decide your marriage."

Perhaps he had not expected that a servant would dare to speak to him like that. Shen Huajun's eyes widened in anger, and he asked in amazement, "I'm talking to your master, how dare you interrupt?!"

If she simply wanted to vent her emotions and talk a few words, Sang Ling could still tolerate it. After all, marriage was not free in this era, and women bound by rules were indeed pitiful. But if she said something rude, especially to someone close to her.

"There is no master-servant relationship in my house." The Second Young Master's wife said sternly, "You really don't have to come to me to talk about this. I can't help you, nor can I persuade you."

She immediately stood up and faced the door, "Please go back."

Shen Huajun couldn't help but look up in surprise, "Second Young Master's Madam, is this how you entertain guests?"

"I spoke to you kindly and treated you politely. But you used such words to treat people around me. How do you want me to treat you?"

"For a slave?" The girl from the Shen family frowned.

"Zong Xiang and Wei Chu, please show the guests out." She was too lazy to argue with her. They had different ideas at heart and no one could change the other. Besides, she was sleepy and irritable now and did not have the patience to listen to her nagging.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zong Xiang and Wei Chu from the corridor jumped up quickly. In the dynasty, people never locked the front door of the main hall tightly, regardless of winter or summer. The two children heard the conversation in the house clearly. Wei Chu bowed to Shen Huajun and made a "please" gesture.

Shen Huajun looked around and sneered, "You know, I am more familiar with this place than you are."

Who cares if they are familiar or not. Sang Ling just said "hmm" quickly without refutation.

The Second Young Master's wife held her chin high, still looking at her with her side profile.

The room suddenly became quiet, Shen Huajun's chest rose and fell several times, her eyes never left Sang Ling's face. She had always known that the Sang family's daughter was stunningly beautiful, and even though she looked down on her now, she couldn't help but stare at her - she was so different after all, even though she was now in such rough clothes and messy hair, and hadn't been carefully groomed, she still had her own brilliance, easily forcing away the darkness.

She admitted that she was beautiful, but she knew that she couldn't compete with others in terms of appearance.

But she was sad after all - sad that the Sang family girl won too easily.

She had known Nie Ce earlier. When they were young, they had played together. He had gently called her Sister Hua Jun. Later, the eldest lady took him away and forbade him to come to the West Mansion again.

After that, even if she went to the East Palace to find him, he would never see her or play with her easily.

Until the appearance of the daughter of the Sang family, all hopes were shattered.

"Without you, I would have been the mistress here." At that moment, it was as if a spark of fire floated into the wilderness of my heart, and the disguised calmness was burned in an instant. "Xuanwen and I were childhood sweethearts, and it turns out that I was supposed to be his match." Shen Huajun stood up little by little.

"Without me, you wouldn't be the hostess here." Sang Ling replied word by word.

She was about to turn around and order someone to "show the guest away" when she saw a dark shadow suddenly flying towards her. Before she could even see what it was, Cheng Lao pounced on her even faster.

In her ears were the gasps of Zong Xiang and Wei Chu, and their shrill screams echoed in the main hall. Sang Ling felt her body shake twice, and with a click, something seemed to break, and a pool of warm liquid flowed onto her face. Cheng Auntie hummed softly on her, and pressed down with even greater force.

She couldn't move, and could only breathe heavily, unable to shout. At the same time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps above her head.

"Hold her!" Wei Chu shouted loudly, and the table was overturned. The incense burner rolled to the ground and rolled in front of her. She turned her head and saw that the lid was covered with blood.

Shen Huajun's hysterical roar came from his body, "I'm going to kill her!"