An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

Lord Nie came back around the hour of Xu as usual. The servants in Wuyuan had already prepared hot water in the bathroom without the need for their master to give special instructions. Two or three servants went in to set up the things for washing and changing.

Although the two of them successfully consummated their marriage last night and were very intimate, Sang Ling still did not have that so-called intimacy towards this man. At most, she was stunned for a moment when she saw him, and the ups and downs of last night appeared in her mind. She was secretly embarrassed for a while, and then she pretended to be at ease and walked forward to speak.

The side room was on the left side of the door as you entered. Nie Ce took off his robe and shoes in the corridor and usually sat on the mat over there.

The servant came to serve hot water. Sang Ling walked over and sat down, clearing his throat. "Shen Huajun came over to talk this afternoon."

She thought she should talk to her husband about what happened today.

"What did you say?" Nie Ce looked fine, as if what happened the night before and last night were all normal to him, so normal that they were insignificant - if Sang Ling had not experienced that process, he would have been sure that it was his first time. Now seeing how calm he was, she couldn't believe that he was still a virgin.

She could only raise her eyebrows calmly. She couldn't be awkward since she was calm and composed. She raised her head and sat up straighter. "I think she wanted to hint that I should agree to take her in first. But as soon as she started talking, Fourth Aunt came over. I guess she was embarrassed and left after sitting for a while."

"Fourth Aunt is here again?" Nie Ce sat cross-legged opposite her and asked about Fourth Aunt.

She nodded and asked, "Do you think she is suspicious?"

He laughed twice but didn't say anything else. She became more suspicious and wanted to ask for the truth, but he stopped her again. "Mother is arranging the matter of Shen's niece. I heard that the people she is meeting are all well-known families and they will not treat her badly. If she comes again in the future, you don't have to see her."

That being said, it's not like Sang Ling hadn't avoided the Shen aunt and nephew before. Even if Nie Ce was back now, he definitely couldn't avoid them by hiding - however, since he had already said so, she didn't refute it.

After sitting for a while, Young Marquis Nie stood up and prepared to take a shower.

The goose-foot copper lamp by the wall had just been filled with ghee, and it was the brightest moment. He took off his outer robe, leaving only a thin short coat and long jacket. Originally, this man had a slender and strong figure, and the clothes fit his upper body well. With a slight movement, the outline of his muscles was clearly revealed under the lamplight. Even the night breeze from the corridor carried his smell, a little bit of sweat, and some fragrance - that was the smell of the soybean powder and grease he usually used. Almost all the upper-class nobles of this era used such complicated washing utensils. The wealthier families would even add special spices of their personal preference.

She almost subconsciously stopped her gaze on it. This male body was really attractive, especially last night, when he was on her body last night... The muscles on his abdomen were clearly visible, and the sweat that seeped out went from clear to blurry under the interweaving of moonlight and lights.

"what are you doing?"

With the young man's deep and rich voice, her gradually confused mind suddenly dissipated. She looked up again, and her right hand touched it without knowing when. The dark blue gauze sleeves gathered to the elbows, and the white jade arms went up. One palm was fully opened and firmly pressed against Nie Ce's lower abdomen. The touch was not completely as hard as stone, but a little soft, but firmer than other places.

She coughed violently and withdrew her hand. "I seemed to see a hair." After saying that, she turned her head away and her breathing became rapid.

It's all this guy's fault. If he had blown out all the lights last night, leaving no light in the room, she wouldn't have to see those scenes, and now she wouldn't be thinking about them as soon as she sees him.

I was still feeling embarrassed, but with a clear sneer, Nie Ce said, "Next time you want to touch me, just tell me directly."

"I didn't--" She denied it quickly, but her confidence was a little lacking, and she didn't dare to raise her head.

The low laughter echoed in the room again. He waved his hand to dismiss the two waiting servants and went into the bathroom first.

However, this person usually wouldn't take too long to bathe, so Sang Ling got up from the mat and hurried to the back room.

It was not too late yet, as there were a few servants left in the corridor. Cheng Ai smiled knowingly and called Zong Xiang, Wei Chu and others to go in and turn off the lights.

This was something they would do on weekdays. Before the master and his wife went to sleep, the servants would come in and prepare for the night. There were differences between winter and summer. In winter, they would focus on keeping warm, while in summer, they would remove heat and repel mosquitoes. The only thing they did in common was to turn off the nine-light lamps in the house, leaving at most a single lamp to illuminate the night for the master. But today, the mistress stuck her head out of the tent and shouted, "Turn off all the lights."

Zong Xiang understood, and without much hesitation, he blew all the money in no time. When they finally left, the two maids and several servants went out in the dark.

Sang Ling lay back down, his face still burning hot, until he heard a noise coming from the bathroom, then he turned over and faced away.

She didn't know why she was being shy, but she just felt uncomfortable.

Who knew that Nie Ce could be so natural? He was the one who had a bad first night. Even though he showed his prowess and proved himself last night, that was only last night. Who knows if he really recovered or if something special helped him?

Besides, she had never experienced it with other people, so how could she know that it was considered very strong? At most, she knew that his size was quite impressive because she was a modern person and had never eaten it but had seen it.

Why is he so nonchalant?