An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

In the late spring of the twelfth year of Jiansi, the weather gradually warmed up, and the capital area was filled with the late spring of the new year. It was a good time for all things to revive, and everything seemed to be re-washed, and all the past clouds and mists melted away under the sun - on the surface.

After the quarrel in the hall that day, everyone put on a smile on their face and greeted the old man in a warm voice - as if the quarrel between the third lady and the second young master's wife had never happened.

Fortunately, Mr. Nie did not ask any more questions, and I don’t know whether he really didn’t hear it or was pretending not to hear it.

However, because Grandfather Nie became addicted to fishing and was often away for half a month, the morning and evening visits in the Marquis' Mansion were often interrupted, and the families no longer had to get together, so the incident of that day was quietly settled.

Madam Zhaoyu came to Wuyuan in person a few days later and talked softly with her daughter-in-law for a long time, talking about the past of the Nie family, Grandfather Nie, Cai, and Nie Yu.

"The old man is now in his eighties. He is old. As long as things appear to be peaceful, that's good. My father-in-law passed away early, and the old man only has your second uncle, third uncle and fourth uncle. Over the years, he has attached more and more importance to the harmony among the brothers in this mansion."

"Mother knows that you have been wronged. Your Third Aunt is just like that. Don't argue with her. Just bow your head, admit your mistake, and let it go."

"Ah-Yuan is the direct descendant of the Nie family after all. No matter what he is like, as long as he is here, the old man will not mistreat him and his mother."

After muttering for a while, he had someone bring up all kinds of ointments, rubbed Sang Ling's hands for several times, sighed a few times, and went back to Yunyue Pavilion.

Sang Ling didn't say a word the whole time. He just bowed to greet her when she came and bowed to see her off when she left.

After everyone left, she asked Zong Xiang and Wei Chu to put all the ointments into the box. Cheng Ai then stood up silently and took out the ointment that Gao Heng had distributed to her from another box...

In fact, it was not difficult for Sang Ling to infer who was behind this matter: perhaps it was Cai's own crazy fantasy, or else it was Zhang or Shen Huajun who often went to Wuyuan during that period - but judging from the speed at which everyone tried to stop the fight, Shen's aunt and nephew were still the most suspicious. Zhang came up almost immediately, but Shen was much slower.

She even found the reason right away when she recalled it. The reason why she offended Shen Shi was not only because of her identity as Nie Ce's legal wife, but also because he rejected her invitation once.

Nie Ce once said that Shen was a person with a sharp tongue.

But she couldn't investigate further. Even if she did, she might not get a completely fair result - Madam Zhaoyu's later words were enough for her to see the rot in this mansion. Although she was a capable and sober housewife, she had to procrastinate under the nose of Grandpa Nie. It was enough to maintain a beautiful blanket that seemed calm on the surface but was actually rotten inside.

Everything in aristocratic families is only for the purpose of peace.

Later, when the wound on her eyelid healed, she got up early in the morning, washed up, and went out to buy things. There was a monthly allowance in the Marquis' Mansion, and because of Sang Ling's status as a young lady, she received several hundred dollars a month. Taking into account the jewelry she received from various places from time to time, she had never spent any money outside. Even though she had been married for less than half a year, she had saved up a valuable small treasury.

After buying all kinds of books from the bookstore in the first few days, I got on a hired carriage and went to Qingshan Temple, where I read and wrote in the dormitory or under the old osmanthus tree.

Sang Ling did not hide this matter.

The young lady went out from the main gate every day, and most of the servants in the mansion saw her. Naturally, the news spread to Yunyue Pavilion and to Madam Zhaoyu's ears.

I thought the eldest lady would stop it no matter what - although women in the dynasty were not bound by any rules, she was a new bride after all, and she went out every day. There were also a bunch of male students in the Zhijiamen Hall next to the Qingshan Temple, which was indeed a bit unruly.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Madam Zhaoyu simply said, "The child is young, so it's natural for her to be a little bit agitated. Xuanwen is not around, so let her be."