An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

That night, Jingyuan was still peaceful. Zhuying had just returned from the front yard and had just stopped on the veranda when she heard voices from inside the house.

She was also a maid who had been serving the Fourth Madam since she was a child. Of course, she knew the secrets of Jingyuan. Just by hearing the tone of voice, she knew that the eldest son of the West Mansion had arrived.

“So what if it was me who did it?” As soon as the fourth lady opened her mouth, her heart skipped a beat and she had no choice but to move forward - hiding in the corner.

"You're crazy!" The eldest son's voice was still restrained, but the anger in his tone was evident.

"If Xuanwen denies it, the whole family will know that you beat him. What will you say then? Are you jealous?"

"That's how it is. What does it matter if I tell you?"

As soon as the words fell, the house fell into deathly silence. Zhu Ying could not help but stick her head out to take a look. A "pop" sound spread in the empty and silent courtyard, as if a sharp claw had torn open the dark night. Her neck shrank and her back felt cold.

"A Guang."

"Zhang Ling, who told you to talk to me like that?"

"How can I--" Just as she uttered this word, there was another sharp slap sound, and Zhu Ying unconsciously shrank her whole body into the corner.

"Don't forget your identity! If you behave yourself, I can still keep you. But if you dare to do what you did today again, I can still - I can still kill you!"

It was unknown when the frost on the eaves would melt. At this critical moment, the cold air was most likely to penetrate the body. The house suddenly fell into silence. Zhu Ying only felt the pain in her toes from the cold. The two wooden doors were pushed open the next moment. The eldest master walked hurriedly, and soon disappeared into the night in the front yard.

She looked back in panic, only to hear sobbing sounds coming from inside the house.

*

Sang Ling got up before dawn.

When the night watch started last night, Madam Zhaoyu called her over for questioning. With such a big incident, she naturally wanted to ask what the conflict between the couple was.

However, the truth could not be explained, so Sang Ling had no choice but to go with the flow and talk about the conflicts between the two of them, big and small, which were not easy to explain. He kept talking about it, but there was no concrete thing. It was not until Madam Zhaoyu scolded Nie Ce again that he stopped.

She went back to Wuyuan late at night and fell asleep. She felt groggy all night and her mind is still a mess until now.

The girl in front of the mirror was not wearing any makeup, only a bun. At this time, someone in the corridor came to reply, "Young Madam, the fourth lady is here."

Wei Chu and Cheng Ai behind him looked at each other silently. Sang Ling hesitated for a moment and then responded.

There was such a good show in the hall yesterday, so Zhang and Nie Guang must have negotiated, and she expected Zhang to come sooner or later. But she came at dawn - even if she had doubts in her heart, she didn't let Zhang wait any longer.

Several young maids in the house were waiting in the corridor. Wei Chu hurried to the third courtyard to call A Zeng and Yin Fu, and Cheng Ai followed closely beside Sang Ling.

Although everyone around her was in a state of panic, she still looked relaxed.

Zhang is different from Shen Huajun. As long as there is still room for maneuver, she bets that she will never end up in a desperate situation.

"Good morning, Fourth Aunt. I'm just about to go to the Hall of Justice." The daughter of the Sang family smiled first, which was particularly eye-catching in the morning sun.

"Let's talk first." Zhang smiled bitterly to herself and quietly looked away.

Anyone could see the fatigue emanating from the Fourth Madam. She slowly sat down in front of the desk, as if she was in deep thought for a moment, and then she looked at me.

Sang Ling pursed her lips and didn't speak first.

"That day you said, why should I fight with you." Zhang took a deep breath, "Today, I will return these words to you. Sang Ling, why do you have to fight with me? You are a noble lady, born into a noble family, and married to a man like Nie Ce, you have everything. And I, I was born in an ordinary family, and after my marriage to your fourth uncle -" She clenched her hands under her long sleeves, "He can't give me what I want."

"Then what do you want?" Sang Ling asked casually.

"What a woman wants."

She couldn't help but be stunned. What a woman wants - no wonder she thinks too much, power, money, gold, silver and jewelry, they could all be the answer, or is it the most primitive desire: lust?

"So why do you have to fight with me? You have everything, and you will only have more in the future." There was a hint of sarcasm on Zhang's lips, as if she was mocking Sang Ling, or as if she was mocking herself.

The faint sunlight of the morning squeezed in through the window, lighting up the dead branches in the ceramic vase in the corner. The second young master's wife raised her lips in a mocking tone, "Fourth aunt, I sympathize with your situation. But I was not the one who first proposed to abandon you." She raised her head and spoke softly, "It was my eldest brother. He didn't want you."

The last word of this was really light, but it seemed like an echo lingering between the two of them. Zhang's face changed, and in a trance, she stared at the swollen half of Sang's daughter's face. She was really too proud, from beginning to end, she was so proud. Both of them were stealing - who could have more face than the other?

"Your face." She finally brought the matter to her mind.

The argument with Nie Guang yesterday gripped all her thoughts, and she even forgot the most crucial point for a moment: How could the Sang family girl be injured so badly by her?

The person opposite just lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The answer is self-evident. The Sang family girl did it on purpose. Zhang felt her anger rising to her head. She subconsciously supported the floor, and her aroused emotions once again controlled her hands... The room was strangely quiet, so quiet that she could even hear her own intense heartbeat.

The scene seemed to be no different from that day. The person opposite her could easily overturn all her rationality with just a few words.

But after this new slap, what was the difference between her and that stupid Shen Huajun?

"Why do you have to do this?" She swallowed her anger in the end. "I know Guang best." Zhang raised her lips silently, and remained calm. "Sang Ling, even if you did this, he would not abandon me. There are some things between him and me that you don't know."

Sang Ling raised his eyebrows. Indeed, it was not easy to sow discord between the two, especially since their interests were so deeply intertwined, and Zhang Shi did have something on Nie Guang.

It's a pity that Zhang's background is too weak. Her husband is just an adopted son of a marquis, and her family is just unknown common people. Even if Nie Guang is afraid of her, if his anger is pushed to the peak, he can still get rid of Zhang and eliminate the trouble forever.

She was gambling now. After the repeated provocations over the past few months, there should be a fierce confrontation between the two.

As for whether Nie Guang had the intention to kill——

"Why would I lie to you?" The Sang family girl's pretty face remained calm from beginning to end. "Aunt Four, you know my eldest brother's temper better than I do, but what he said is what he said. He did say that if you still target me, then -"

"So what?"

The incense burner was filled with smoke, and the face behind the smoke was as calm as water, "I can't keep you here."

Cheng was standing by, and she was also secretly shocked. They didn't know what was going on behind the scenes. The eldest son might not really have the intention to kill. If Zhang really asked about it, the two of them would easily find out that they were instigated. If they failed to alienate them, they would make the two turn against them.

Cheng was about to wink at him, but she heard the fourth lady's bitter smile, "If they can kill me, they may not be able to kill you."

"Are you still naive enough to be with him? What if I tell you that he has already killed you once?"