An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

Ma Xian didn't expect that this young girl who had just come of age could say such words, and she was stunned where she stood.

Sang Ling then looked up at him little by little, no longer thinking of avoiding or tolerating him.

This family of hers was not even a support for her now. Only Sang Feng'e was concerned about her future situation. Why should she still play along with Ma? Was she afraid of Sang Wu? She was really afraid of her father, afraid that he would decide her life or death with just one word, and afraid that he would not find a good way out for her.

Looking at the wedding day in the end, a dignified general let his daughter go as if nothing had happened even though he knew that the groom had not even shown up. If it weren't for the fact that the Nie family had Grandpa Nie and Madam Zhaoyu in control of the situation, and Madam Zhaoyu's almost perfect aftermath, she would have become a laughing stock in the entire Chang'an City.

Why should she continue to swallow her anger in front of this family?

Before Ma spoke, Sang Mei couldn't help but said, "You just got married, and you don't recognize your family anymore? Don't forget that your last name is Sang." After she finished speaking, she was stopped by Ma's eyes. The woman quickly regained her composure, straightened her clothes, and still showed the demeanor of a mistress. She smiled fiercely, "My eldest daughter, if you blame Nie Hou for abandoning you and your life in your husband's family is not happy, and you are angry in your heart, you want to vent your anger on me. I don't blame you."

"In a wealthy family, there will always be losses. No matter how good the Nie family is, it is not a comfortable home for you to enjoy."

"The young lady is doing very well in her husband's family!" Aunt Cheng had already heard the anger and shouted back, "Instead of worrying about the young lady, Madam Ma should take care of herself first. If you worry too much, you will end up losing the child."

She was Sang Feng'e's confidante, so naturally she didn't have a good look towards Ma.

"Who are you?" Mentioning the fetus in the belly obviously touched Ma's soft spot. She took a step closer and raised her hand, ready to slap him, but Sang Ling caught it immediately.

"It's hard to say whose child it is, isn't it, Mrs. Ma?"

She actually had no evidence for this, but the look she had yesterday was so strange that she had to talk about it. Ma had not been pregnant for many years since she gave birth to Sang Mei, so how could she be pregnant all of a sudden? Didn't Sang Wu have any suspicions? He had planted a lot of seeds in his backyard over the years, and there had been no movement from his concubines for more than ten years. Could it be that they were just waiting for Ma's pregnancy?

In the past, Ma could rely on the relationship between her natal family and the Sun family to restrain Sang Feng'e from exposing the matter. But now, she has no bargaining chips against Sang Ling. Why is she still shouting in front of her? Do you really think that she is young and will only endure being bullied and not fight back?

"You are slandering me like this, aren't you afraid of your father——"

"Father, what do you think? Will you blame me or lock me up in the ancestral hall again?" Sang Ling smiled. "Even if Father wants to lock me up in the ancestral hall now, he has to first tell the people in Marquis Mu Wu's mansion. If you think I have slandered you, you can go and make a scene. We are just going to have a good talk."

The remaining alcohol in her head had faded away, and the anger that had been suppressed in her heart for the past few days suddenly rose up. Now it would be best for no one to provoke her.

Ma was immediately forced to be speechless - if she made a fuss about this, she would be in the wrong. Although the child was born legitimately, the head of the family already knew about what happened in the backyard. It was only because of this child that he didn't mention it for the time being. Of course, she would not cause trouble at this moment.

But how did Sang Ling suddenly become so tough? Did she really think that she would become so powerful just because she married into the Marquis Mu Wu's mansion and became the Marquis' wife?

Thinking of the news from Ah Qing this morning, even though she was panicked for a moment, Ma still kept smiling. If this girl wanted to be tough, it would depend on whether her husband loved her or not. Even if she showed up on the second day of the wedding, what would happen? Didn't he just leave her today?

Now her eloquence has improved, and she is just like the eldest sister of the Sang family, Sang Feng'e, who can overpower others with her words. Her eyes flashed, and then she bent her knees and sat down on the ground, crying "ouch ouch ouch".

"Madam!" Ah Qing hurried forward and screamed, "Madam is so angry at Madam Ling that she is pregnant and ill. What are you guys still standing there for? Why don't you go get a doctor?"

No wonder Ma valued her so much that she was sent to guard Qiu Garden and watch Sang Ling. With just one move, the master and servant cooperated. Even Sang Mei panicked and glared at Sang Ling several times.

"If you are such a good actress, why didn't you perform with those entertainers yesterday?" Aunt Cheng asked sarcastically.

This trick was really crude. The breeze from the corridor rolled down the frost and snow on the treetops. Pieces of snow floated in the air and slowly fell on the gravel road. Sang Ling simply stepped back two steps to give the woman enough space to move. After thinking for a while, he asked Cheng to go to the house to get a felt blanket.

The mat was spread on the corridor, and there was even a carved table. The girl lifted her light crimson skirt and knelt down slowly. She placed her white jade fingers on the table and tapped lightly, watching the show quietly - she had a headache and was too lazy to argue.

Or she could just keep acting like this, and then she could only ask Gao Heng to come over and take a look. By then, she would know whether the illness was real or fake, just by feeling the pulse. It would be best if Gao Heng took care of Ma's baby from now on, and when the baby was born, they could do a blood test to identify the relative, which would be quite lively.

Aren’t Sang Feng’e and Ma sworn enemies anyway?

"You are clearly trying to force my brother to death! I'll go ask my father to come over right away." Sang Mei inherited her mother's legacy and is very good at throwing dirty water on others.

Unexpectedly, the servant who was assigned to go there stopped in his tracks before he even left Qiu Garden.

"My Lord, my Lord."

Someone called out to him, and Sang Ling sat up a little straighter.