An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

In the next two nights, Nie Ce finally fell asleep immediately, but he still did not sleep with Sang Ling.

That night, after the couple returned to their bedroom, one of them was helped to take off his robe and went into the tent, while the other one, still holding a military book, sat quietly on a mat in the next room.

Before leaving, Cheng Ai glanced at Sang Ling and then at Nie Ce, implying that she should invite the Marquis to rest on the bed.

In fact, this was meant to be. They were already married, and would have to take this step sooner or later. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently in agreement - but it was just a verbal agreement. After that, they remained in a stalemate for a long time, and neither of them made any move to invite him forward.

How could she invite him? Ask Nie Ce if he wanted to come over and sleep with her?

In fact, if the two of them were completely strangers before, she might have gritted her teeth and done it. But they knew each other before marriage, and their relationship was not too close, but definitely not unfamiliar. Moreover, Nie Ce seemed to know the subtle relationship between her and Gao Heng. On the day of the wedding, he wanted to help the two of them get together, but Gao Heng didn't mention it, and she felt uncomfortable, so this matter was not finally done.

Then he must be feeling bad too.

The daughter in the tent lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while, then lay down with her back to the bed. After a while, she heard some noises behind her. She was clearly still awake and not sleepy at all, but her mind was blank again. She felt that the quilt behind her had been pulled away. She waited for a while before she dared to look back.

Nie Ce was seen holding the thinner quilt and going to the side room.

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The next few days were the same. During the day, the two of them would go to the Hall of Right and Wrong to pay their respects together, and Sang Ling would then send Nie Ce to the gate of the Marquis' Mansion. At night, the two of them would still sleep, one on the couch and the other on the wooden floor of the next room.

She couldn't estimate whether the elders in the Marquis' Mansion would know about it, and whether they would come to question her about it. After realizing that the two of them had formed a tacit understanding of not sleeping in the same room, she actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Therefore, even though we know that this thing has to be done sooner or later, we will let it be delayed as long as possible.

At the end of the month, she picked a warm day and gave Sang Ling a bath. She also washed his hair during the day so that it could be dried by noon. The two maids, Zong Xiang and Wei Chu, were waiting outside the screen with clothes in their arms. Cheng served him personally inside. It was not until that day that she noticed the three long scars on Sang Ling's back.

Earlier, I only heard that the young lady was trained in the Guan Family Ancestral Hall, but I didn't expect that she was beaten. This General Sang was too cruel. At that time, she was still an unmarried girl. He killed her like this. Wasn't he afraid of leaving scars on her body? She couldn't help asking, "Why didn't you apply medicine? You didn't even tell me."

Sang Ling turned back in surprise. If Cheng hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten about it. Maybe she had too many worries in recent days and the pain in her body had become numb. In fact, before going to bed last night, she felt a little itchy on her back and scratched it a few times, but she didn't remember that it was the injury she had suffered before.

The girl in the bathtub then smiled brightly, like a pure white rabbit, "Forget it, it will get better on its own."

"It will heal, but it won't look good if it leaves a scar." The "川" character between Cheng's eyebrows appeared again.

“I can’t see it.”

"Where is the Marquis?"

She choked up immediately, her thin eyebrows moved slightly, and even though she was soaking in hot water, she was still shivering from the cold, "He-he can't see it either."

"You can't see it now, but you will see it in the future."

Cheng Ai's words were full of hidden meaning. She was the only person who served Sang Ling closely. How could she not know whether the couple had consummated their marriage or not?

Sang Ling did not respond. As soon as this matter was mentioned, he wanted to escape and did not want to face it. So he lowered his head and immersed himself in the water. Two bubbles popped up, and then he came up and curled his lips, "I know, I know. Then help me get the medicine."

Who would have thought that at night, Aunt Cheng hadn't brought the medicine yet, but Wei Chu and Zong Xiang brought it. At that time, the master and servants were only separated by a screen, and it was not completely soundproof, so it was normal for the people guarding outside to hear it.

But hearing about it is one thing, and doing it privately is another.

At least for now, Sang Ling did not regard the two maids as his own. Although he did not have any hostility, he still felt that his privacy was violated. After thinking about it, he asked, "Have you told the eldest lady about this?"

The original owner of the two was Madam Zhaoyu. Even if they were sent here now, it was not necessarily possible for them to change owners easily. Sang Ling always felt that his every move would be reported to Yunyuexie - to Madam Zhaoyu - by these two maids.

"The eldest lady asked us to serve the young lady, so we are the people of Wuyuan and we don't communicate with other courtyards."

The two maids looked similar, both with round faces and squinty eyes. If one had to find a subtle difference, it would be that Zong Xiang had some freckles on her face, while Wei Chu looked better. At the moment, both of them seemed to have calm personalities.

But when it comes to "from now on you belong to Wuyuan", Sang Ling doesn't seem to really believe it. He just nodded and didn't pay much attention to it.

The medicines they took were taken from the pharmacy in the Marquis' Mansion. The Marquis Mu Wu's Mansion had its own special pharmacy that provided medical treatment exclusively to the people in the two mansions.

Sang Ling used it temporarily on the first day, but Cheng Lao was still worried, fearing that ordinary medicine would not work and that she would end up with scars - this was no small matter. A girl with fair skin and delicate bones had three scars on her back, which was horrifying. Even if outsiders couldn't see them, the Marquis would definitely be able to see them in the future.

If I am ugly, how can I please my husband in the future?

As soon as she became anxious, the old woman acted quickly. While the couple went to pay their respects the next day, she took the initiative to ask someone to go to Gao's house and ask Gao Heng to prescribe medicine. Gao's house was also very efficient. When the news was passed on in the early morning, someone delivered the medicine at the end of the afternoon.

It was only after Cheng Ai got the medicine in person that she told Sang Ling about this matter.

At that time, the small kitchen in the East Garden served several vegetarian dishes that were characteristic of Sang Ling. Even though she had lost weight now, she still maintained her previous eating habits. After learning that each garden in the Marquis's Mansion had its own small kitchen, she went in person in the afternoon to explain her requirements for the three meals to the kitchen servants.

By sunrise, several boiled dishes were placed on the table, along with half a bowl of lotus root starch.

Just as Cheng Lao finished her words, her daughter's hand that was picking up vegetables stopped in mid-air, "Who told you to go over there?"

It would be fine if it was someone else, but it had to be Gao Heng, the man who rejected her marriage proposal. A while ago, Nie Ce took the initiative to match the two of them. After a few days of peace and quiet, Cheng Lao went over to ask for medicine again.

Could she appear less frequently in Gao Heng's world?

At least, at least we have to wait until that matter is completely over.

The usually calm young lady, once she spoke in this complaining tone, really had some of the coquettishness that a young lady from an aristocratic family is used to. Cheng was stunned for a moment, and saw her daughter put down her chopsticks and buried her head in her arms. Although she didn't hear any crying, she looked very aggrieved.

She was also a very experienced person, so of course she could figure out the reason behind it. After all, the relationship between the young lady and the young master was vague, and she saw all their interactions.

But she also thought: Since she was already married, the past was over, and they were still good cousins. Asking her cousin to prescribe some medicine was not a big deal, right?

"The young master didn't say anything. He sent someone to pass on the news early in the morning. Look, the medicine has been delivered now."

"That matter between brother and sister——"

"Stop talking." The young lady's face was still buried under the desk, and her expression could not be seen.

Just from the tone of voice, it sounded like she was really emotional, so Cheng closed her lips, gently placed the box of ointment on the dining table, and quietly left the room.

Sang Ling waited for a while before looking up. The moment he raised his eyes, he saw the Yi box. He glanced at it with watery eyes, quickly scooped a few spoonfuls of lotus root powder into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, then looked out the window unconsciously - it gets dark very early in winter. At this time, water was dripping from the eaves of the corridor. The stone lamps in the courtyard were lit by two or three servants, and Cheng Lao's figure was waiting in the corridor near the door.

She sniffed unconsciously before taking the box in her hand.