An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

As winter approached, the capital area began to get colder. The first snow of the year also fell earlier than in previous years. On the third day after Nie Ce went south to Jiaozhou, snowflakes began to fall in Chang'an City and continued to do so for two whole days and nights. When the curtains were drawn in the early morning, the courtyard of Wuyuan was already sparkling. Even the clothes of the servants coming and going were thicker. Several old women put on felt hats and wiped the corridor in the courtyard with swift movements. The servants who were cleaning the steps were dressed even thicker, and their trouser legs were bulging below the knees.

After talking with Madam Zhaoyu that day, Sang Ling locked himself in Wuyuan for several days. Except when he went to pay his respects at Shifeitang at noon, he stayed in the main gate and the secondary gate at other times.

Later, Fourth Aunt Zhang came again on her own initiative.

She also received him generously, but her mood was different from before - she now looked at everyone in the two mansions as if they were murderers.

Although she thought that the biggest suspects were her second uncle and aunt's family, even Madam Zhaoyu said: Everyone is a suspect, and she couldn't know the Marquis' Mansion better than Madam Zhaoyu.

While greeting the people in front of him, he was pondering each person's motives in his heart.

Fourth uncle is an adopted son. When grandfather dies in the future, his family will probably get the least amount of property. Among the brothers, he is the only one who has not held an official position. Even if he is helping to manage the land and town affairs now, the final income and expenditure still need to be reviewed by Madam Zhaoyu. In this way, apart from the reputation of having a "son", he is actually no different from the more experienced slaves in the mansion. It is not the lack of property that is worrying, but the inequality. Fighting for the family property can be a motive. After all, if Nie Ce is gone, the direct descendants of the East Mansion will only be Third Uncle and Cai's silly son Nie Yu. At that time, Grandfather Nie will have to redistribute it, and the Fourth Uncle and Aunt's family will get more than before.

"I see that you don't have many things in your house. When you have time, let's go to Maquan Street for a walk. It's the time of the New Year and fill up the house with things." Zhang was still talking to her warmly.

Compared to the West Mansion, the East Mansion has fewer descendants. The only one who has a similar status and age to Zhang is Sang Ling. It makes sense that she wants to be close to me, otherwise she would not have associated with the concubines in her third uncle's room.

However, she still had doubts in her heart, and it was impossible for him to be close to her, so she just smiled lightly, "I have never had many things, and the Marquis doesn't like to have too many things at home."

Didn't Nie Ce say that before? Even if you let a maid in to clean, you have to watch her work. Although she hadn't heard Nie Ce nag about the rules of his house since she moved in, she said this to an outsider, and it was considered real.

"So..." Zhang's ending tone was slightly drawn out, and her smile was only frozen for a moment, and then she started to greet again, "What kind of cream do you usually use? I see that you look very healthy, are you using something of the best quality?"

She didn't know whether it was the best or not, but it was all prescribed by Gao Heng. Since she started to train in Gao's house, all the medicinal food and ointments were arranged by Gao Heng. She only remembered the frequency of drinking and wiping, and didn't care about anything else.

When I think back on these things now, my heart still aches. I didn't feel anything when he was around. I just knew that he was very patient and stayed with me until I got better little by little. Now that he's gone, when I think back on the past year, I can't help but sigh again: Gao Heng is really impeccable.

How can I take care of her in such detail?

"It was prescribed by a Chinese doctor at home. I used to use ointments when I had acne on my face."

It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned this, but once she did, Zhang started to talk. "You had acne on your face before? But you can't see any."

In fact, it took only two or three months from the late stage to complete recovery. The time when she changed the most was when Gao Heng fell ill. At that time, she was physically and mentally exhausted. Not only did she have to help Sang Feng'e with housework, but she also had to go to Yanshuiju frequently to see her cousin. She couldn't delay her studies, so she went to bed directly after returning to Hanning Garden and had no time to exercise.

It was such an exhausting period, and when it was completely over, I looked at myself in the mirror and felt like a different person.

Maybe God just wanted her to be tired, so that when she was too tired to take care of herself, she would be reborn.

She smiled and said politely, "My Chinese doctor prescribed some medicine for me and I took care of it bit by bit."

"This doctor is really powerful. He will help me whenever he has time..." Before Zhang could finish her words, she heard Cheng who was waiting by the wall coughing repeatedly. Sang Ling looked over and understood instantly. She felt ironic for a moment, but she didn't know why, but whenever she talked about herself, she couldn't help but mention Gao Heng.

Fortunately, Aunt Cheng reacted quickly. She refilled the cup with fruit juice and changed the subject in a soft voice, "When the weather gets a little warmer, let's go shopping on Maquan Street. I'm afraid of the cold, so it's not easy to go out during the New Year."