An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

The marriage proposal ended at the hour of Si. After the two families dispersed, Sang Wu led his wife and daughter to personally escort the Nie family mother and son out of the house, and then he returned to the study alone. Before leaving, he ordered Sang Ling to return to the ancestral hall to repent, but this time, he finally remembered to leave a message for the servants: "Send food."

Ma said nothing during the whole process. After seeing the head of the family off with a smiling face, she asked someone to "send Madam Ling to the ancestral hall."

Sang Ling had only walked a few steps when he heard Ma's voice coming faintly from behind him, "So what if she gets married? Look at that Nie family man, he doesn't look satisfied at all."

So she turned around unconsciously, and saw Ma turned around and was chatting and laughing with the maid beside her. She seemed to look back inadvertently and glanced at her, with a smug look on her brows.

She slowly withdrew her gaze and was too lazy to argue with her.

Thanks to the special instructions of the head of the family, Sang Wu, he finally lived a better day. Except for the fact that his knees were extremely sore from kneeling all day, the rest of his needs for food, clothing and daily necessities were at least met, and Sang Ling no longer had any other extravagant hopes.

She spent the next two days in the ancestral hall in a daze. Sang Wu did not specify how long she would be locked up, and of course no one stepped forward to ask.

However, Ya Nu had been in frequent contact with a young maid before this, and they got along well in the following days. When the three meals came to deliver food, the young maid would occasionally send messages to the inside. It was said that the Nie family came again yesterday. Although they were not Madam Zhaoyu and the Marquis, they were also the head servants of the Nie family. They brought a matchmaker to take Sang Ling's horoscope, and after divination at the ancestral temple, they could set a wedding date.

Sang Ling never asked any more questions after hearing this. The six rituals of marriage in the feudal era were all like this. She didn't need to worry about it. She just had to follow them. However, she stared at the moonlight in front of the window for a long time, and then asked casually, "Hasn't anyone from the Gao family come in the past two days?"

Ya Nu paused and shook her head.

She didn't know if it was because winter was coming, but Sang Ling suddenly felt a chill creeping up her body, and with the sound of the wind outside the window, even her calves began to tremble. She closed her eyes, feeling only bitterness.

When the Sang family came again, it was five days later. They heard that the wedding date had been chosen, at the end of the month. Calculating the time, it would only be less than half a month.

The date was very tight, and I didn’t know if it was because the auspicious day was really approaching or if there were some other reason.

However, the Sang family would certainly not have any objections. Sang Wu was eager for Sang Ling to get married soon so as to put an end to the absurd rumors. As for Ma, she probably saw Nie Ce's serious look on the day of the marriage proposal and estimated that Sang Ling would not have a good life if she married him, so she did not make any moves - because the woman was old and pregnant, she really did not have the energy to stir up trouble.

In short, in Sang Ling's eyes, this marriage was just like children playing house when they were young. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that the time for the wedding had come.

From the day of the proposal to this moment, she was still in a daze. Every time she closed her eyes, she could still see the scene of Gao Heng rejecting her that morning.

Sang Feng'e came to the Sang Mansion ten days before the wedding. At that time, Sang Ling had just managed to escape from the ancestral hall. Not long after she returned to Qiu Garden and sat down, she saw her aunt.

For a moment, I couldn't help but recall what Ashan said that night: her cousin and aunt said they wanted to take her back.

Although her attitude was noncommittal, and she was even unwilling to return to the Gao Mansion in this way, she couldn't help but have some expectations, hoping that her aunt would arrive before Madam Zhaoyu proposed marriage.

But it was not until today, when the wedding date was set, that my aunt appeared in front of me.

However, she did not dare to ask: Where is her cousin, and whether he knows that she and Nie Ce are about to get married.

Sang Feng'e knelt down in front of her as if nothing had happened, stroking her hair again and again, and said, "Our A-Ling is blessed. It doesn't matter if the Xun family doesn't exist. The Nie family is better."

In everyone's opinion, the Nie family is naturally ten thousand times better than the Xun family. Even the dead old Marquis Mu Wu is much better than the living Marquis Dong. The Xun family wants to marry her because they have something to seek, but the Nie family is different. It can even be said that the Sang family is marrying up to the Nie family. After all, Sang Wu does not have a hereditary title. In the future, he will be a commoner. Maybe he can live a rich and idle life with his family business, but according to the customs of the country, he is not as good as the powerful and noble for generations.

She did not respond to Sang Feng'e's words, but just raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a smile that was not too warm.

After a while, she replied in a slow and soft voice, "A Ling didn't expect that she would be getting married in the blink of an eye." After all, there was still some complaint in her tone that she herself was not aware of.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her aunt suddenly pull her hand, her eyes dyed red, "Good child, it's aunt's fault, if you want to blame someone, blame aunt, A-Man——"

She either didn't mention it or she was full of grievances. She wanted to ask Gao Heng what he was thinking, or whether he was just pitying her. She also wanted to ask her aunt why she had come only today, and whether she knew about the relationship between the two. Did her cousin and the girl from the Zhou family really love each other? What was the reason for the confrontation between the mother and son in the painting hall?

But these words were like quicksand stuck in a small hole, and it was difficult to let them out. I could only choke slightly, and then my eyes turned red and I shed a few tears. In the end, I could only utter, "What about my cousin?"

"I was taken to Putian for medical treatment. I don't know when I will be back."

He is really a busy man, but I wonder if he can make it back for the wedding at the end of the month. Sang Ling lowered his eyes slightly, and he didn't have the courage to continue, fearing that he would not be able to hold back once he opened his mouth, and would ask all the doubts in his heart.

She is not a person who likes to beat around the bush, especially when it comes to things that she cares about very much.

Even though she already had a vague answer in her heart, telling her that Gao Heng said he wanted to take her back mostly out of pity and fear that she would get hurt again - in fact, she knew very well in her heart that this was not love.

But women always seem to deceive themselves. Even a tiny spark of hope can easily burn away the entire field in their hearts.

She was always looking forward to another answer...