An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, the couple had to go to the Hall of Justice again to see the old man.

I heard that it was summer heat again at noon.

It was really hot that day, but the old man was not as strong as the young ones and could not carry ice bricks into the house all the time. The servants had to watch the duration and strength of the fanning. It could not be too cool or too hot. If he kept going back and forth like that, he would fall ill.

The doctor in the mansion prescribed a few medicines and some drinks to relieve the heat, which were actually enough, but the descendants were still worried, so people from several rooms came over.

Second uncle Nie Zhongxu and Nie Ce mentioned that they wanted to ask the eldest son of the Gao family to come and take a look and help with the treatment, so that there would not be such a problem with the weather in the future - this was also a helpless move, after all, the old man was over 80 years old this year, and any problem with his body had to be taken seriously by the subordinates.

Nie Ce did not hesitate and hurried to Gao's house again. Sang Ling then consciously retreated to the wall and just waited with the elders.

Gao Heng arrived at sunset. At that time, several family members were present inside and outside the hall, even the concubines and children who were rarely seen showed up. When they saw the famous doctor coming in, and such a god-like figure - a man of such a figure was rare in the deep mansions, everyone went up to greet him. The female family members all bowed their heads, and Sang Ling bowed and hid himself in the crowd.

After a few minutes, there was some movement in the inner room. It seemed that Gao Heng and his second uncle were talking. Sang Ling glanced at them. Zhang Shi came to her side without her knowing when and whispered, "Is that your cousin?"

She turned her head and nodded silently without saying anything. Then she heard Zhang said, "You are really good-looking. I heard you are not married yet, right?"

She smiled and nodded again, still saying nothing.

"I heard..." Zhang Shi didn't seem to be reluctant to talk at all. "The West Mansion and the eldest lady are already looking for a relative for the Shen family's niece. Your cousin is so handsome, why don't you mediate?"

Will Shen Huajun marry Gao Heng? Although both of them are single and good-looking, they have to be a good match - it's like a big pendulum in her mind, swinging violently. Shen Huajun was brought up by a calculating aunt like Shen... Gao Heng is a person who is devoted to studying medicine and is not good at plotting...

She simply moved her body completely over and gave Zhang a silent fake smile.

If that's the case, then my cousin might as well marry the girl from the Zhou family. At least the girl from the Zhou family is really graceful and quiet, but I don't know why there has been no movement on this marriage until the middle of this year.

Soon the people inside came out, and all the people in the Nie family, young and old, came forward to greet them. Sang Ling was still hidden in the crowd. In the end, Nie Zhongxu and Nie Ce personally escorted Doctor Gao out of the mansion.

Sang Ling followed behind Madam Zhaoyu, then looked towards the old lady. With the idea of ​​not disturbing her too much, he did not stay for long.

After all this busy work, it was already You time when we returned to Wuyuan, and we asked the kitchen to bring up more dinner.

Others have no appetite due to the hot weather, but Sang Ling has had a good appetite these past two days. Perhaps it is because he was busy with socializing and catching snakes all day.

There are too many things to do and I am tired, so I eat more.

It was so rare that the young lady ate a little more at night - she was just too thin now, with hardly any flesh on her chest. Cheng Auntie was anxious, so she stayed by the food table, adding more dishes and pouring water for her. After the meal, she served dessert and bayberries soaked in ice water. Sang Ling was very cooperative and finished everything. Finally, she sat down at the door of the inner courtyard with her slightly bulging belly, watching the sun set in the evening.

There was an orange-pink sunset glow in the sky and some mottled shadows of trees in the yard. Cheng Lao knelt beside her, fanning herself and yawned again.

Sang Ling glanced at her and said, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep."

The old lady had been in Wuyuan the whole day, and no one knew what she was busy with. Cheng Ai did not refuse much. She threw the long-handled fan to her and left. Before leaving, she called Zong Xiang and Wei Chu in to continue serving her.

Sang Ling sat for a while, then paced around the room to digest his meal, then went to the bathroom to take a bath, and then went back into the tent. Wei Chu was at the door, using a whisk to drive away mosquitoes, Zong Xiang was lighting incense in the corner, and two servants were filling the copper lamps in the inner room of the outer hall with ghee.

Nie Ce did not return until the middle of the night. He was still taking off his shoes on the corridor. The smell of alcohol filled the back room. Sang Ling was half-sitting on the couch reading a book. He held up a lamp to take a look. The man did not seem drunk in his movements. Ying Bushi and the servants beside him did not help him.

She hesitated for a while, then opened the curtain and walked over. "Have you been drinking?"

"Ah." Nie Ce looked at her and took off his footwear. "I drank a little with Gao Aman, and then I ran into Qiu Han at Xiankelai, so I asked him to drink with me for a while."

It has been a long time since I heard about Qiu Xiaopang. She squatted beside him and said, "I went to Qingshan Temple in the first half of the year, but I didn't see him. Is he not studying anymore?"

"This year, the Zhi family changed the rules, and the children of merchants are not allowed to go." Young Marquis Nie took the foot clothes in his hand, and the servant stepped forward to take them. Ying Bushi handed over the honey water, and the man drank it in one gulp.

Although he didn't seem drunk at all, the subtle details of his actions were still different from usual. For example, he was staring straight at Sang Ling.

They had looked at each other before, but that was only when they were talking seriously. It was reasonable to exchange glances. She felt embarrassed by the look, so she stood up and walked back to the back room leisurely. "So he doesn't study anymore? Or is he studying at home?"

"I heard that there are now special study rooms for children of merchants." Nie Ce blinked in confusion, dispelling the sudden thought that had just arisen in his mind. He deliberately lowered his voice so as to appear to be still sober.

Sang Ling uttered "Oh", and stood beside the couch for a moment, then she lifted half of the gauze curtain and hung it on the copper hook, put the bean-shaped lamp on the table, and climbed in -

But the half hanging veil was not taken down.

Their Lord Nie sat by the door for a while, then went into the bathroom to take a shower. Today, Ying Buzhi went in to help, and he came out not long after. The smell of alcohol on his body had dissipated a lot, and he changed to the middle lane at the other end of the obstacle.

The daughter in the tent avoided his gaze and swallowed unconsciously.

After a while, the servants filed out, and Ying Bushi was the last to finish. He turned off the two large lanterns, leaving only half of the room lit. The light refracted from the pearl-inlaid deer sculpture on the wall, and the carved deer seemed to be smiling at the people in the tent. Sang Ling was stunned, but still sat upright.

Nie Ce just came out from behind the barrier and took away a quilt from her side as usual - although it was summer, he didn't sleep naked, he still had to cover his chest with something.

Looking at the young man's sturdy back, the idea of ​​consummating the marriage came to her mind clearly. This matter could not be delayed, and it had to be done as soon as possible. She sorted out her messy thoughts and mustered up the courage to speak again, "Well, then, it's so cold, are you going to sleep on the floor every day?"

After she finished speaking, she felt a chill. What on earth was she talking about? During the day, Grandpa Nie had suffered from heat stroke, but at night, Aunt Cheng was still fanning her. Why was it so cold? What on earth was she talking about? She quietly hugged her head, wanting to cry but unable to.

After waiting for a while, the room fell completely silent, no one responded or made any noise. The silence was so suffocating.

She became uncertain again: Was it because her voice was too soft and the person in front of her didn't hear it, or was it because he heard it but pretended not to hear it?

He lifted his head from his knees and leaned out a little bit.

Then I saw that the man was still standing at the steps, his posture was steady and he didn't look like he was drunk at all.

However, Nie Ce did not laugh at her absurd words. Instead, he turned around and looked at her seriously.

"You've got to think about it," he said.

So she sat up straight, crossed one leg, and pretended to be calm in her tone, "Is there anything I want to do?"

Nie Ce asked such a question. Could it be that he was still worried about her and afraid that she would not agree?

She lowered her head and thought to herself for a while, but she was able to put herself in his shoes: if he minded that she still had Gao Heng in her heart and was unwilling to consummate the marriage, it was understandable.

After all, who would want their partner to have someone else in their heart and be sleeping in the same bed but having different dreams?