An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

In the blink of an eye, it was July. It rained for a few days at the beginning of the month, and the heat in Jingzhao area finally subsided. Once the weather got better and the temperature reached the temperature that people can adapt to, those confused and lost minds seemed to return a little.

Sang Ling has been completely busy in the Marquis' Mansion these days. After Mao Chen greeted him in the Hall of Right and Wrong, she wanted to sit in the Yunyue Pavilion and took a look at the account book like her mother-in-law - as the future head of the household, Madam Zhaoyu also intended to teach her this.

In addition, as the second young master's wife, she would take the initiative to visit Jingyuan and maintain a good relationship with the Zhang family.

One day, Madam Zhaoyu mentioned Shen Huajun's marriage, saying that she had chosen the son of the Luo family, the governor of Luzhou, and had sent an invitation some time ago. The two families had had exchanges in the past, and it happened that the man would be going to Beijing in a few days, so they would go to the mansion together to see Shen's niece.

Seeing that her husband has already gone to Luzhou, if she marries there in the future, it will be really far away. This shows what Madam Zhaoyu is thinking. Will Shen agree? Sang Ling smiled and agreed, "I hope it will be a good marriage."

After sitting for a while, she knew that someone would come to Madam Zhaoyu at the beginning of the month to report on personnel matters in the two mansions, so she saw the right opportunity and stood up and knelt down on the steps. "Mother, I am abrupt. I have always wanted to ask about the case of poisoning the wedding wine. I have thought about it a lot in the past six months." She unconsciously tightened the silk cloth in her sleeves and spoke softly, "Why don't we investigate secretly first? If we know the murderer earlier, we can be prepared earlier. The Marquis is at home now, which is always more dangerous."

The reason for saying this was, firstly, to find out whether Madam Zhaoyu was investigating the matter privately; secondly, if she was not investigating, she would give frank advice and remind her that the matter was not completely unsolved.

On the contrary, only by finding out the truth first can we better avoid the next tragedy.

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhaoyu paused with her hand twisting the ear cup. Although the smile on her face was still there, Sang Ling was analyzing the expression of the housewife inch by inch with his eyelids pressed down. He saw that the gentleness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows faded, and was replaced by a trace of alienation - this was exactly the expression that Madam Zhaoyu often showed in social occasions. Sang Ling had been to several social occasions with her and knew her well.

But why does she have such an attitude when mentioning this matter?

"You haven't let this matter go yet?" There was a hint of coldness in the eldest lady's tone.

Let it go? Sang Ling hesitated for a moment. Shouldn't they be united in this matter? She hated the other party for sacrificing Ya Nu's life because of a conspiracy. Shouldn't Madam Zhao Yu hate the other party even more for wanting to kill her son?

"Mother, this matter - aren't you going to investigate it?" She was still hesitant, but still forced herself to ask.

"I should have told you." The man on the seat leaned forward slightly, a bit of annoyance still showing between his brows. "Don't cause trouble right now. If you want to investigate, you have to wait until this period of time has passed. What you need to do now is to forget about this matter. Don't mention it to me or the masters and servants you interact with."

"Why?" Sang Ling couldn't help but straighten up. "Mother, you secretly investigated this matter first, isn't it okay for us to know the situation?"

She really couldn't understand Madam Zhaoyu's cowardly attitude. She had to wait. When would the time come? The movement to reduce the power of the princes was just gaining momentum. If she was lucky, she might see results in the next two years. But if Prince Cheng allied with other princes, this would probably be an endless war. Linking the affairs of the mansion with government affairs, waiting would be a concession, which would only create more opportunities for the other side. By then, they would be the ones who would suffer.

This move was really inconsistent with her mother-in-law's usual decisive approach.

"No need to say more." Although Madam Zhaoyu's emotions were revealed, she paused and leaned back, seeming unwilling to talk more.

Then he waved at Sang Ling again and said, "I told you not to mention this matter again. Just wait patiently. You can go back first."

However, it had just been mentioned, and she hadn't even tried to persuade him much, but this usually steady lady showed her emotions twice, and she couldn't help but be surprised.

The servants in the main house of Yunyue Pavilion had all been with Madam Zhaoyu for many years and were used to all kinds of ups and downs. Even when the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were almost in a confrontation, no one raised their heads to watch the fun. At most, Cheng Lao stuck half of her head out from the corridor.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became grim, and everyone seemed to have stopped breathing. The daughter had no choice but to stand up hesitantly, and once again looked ahead, she silently put on her robes and left the Cloud Moon Pavilion.

"Why don't you want to check first?"

After returning to Wuyuan, Cheng Ai asked Sang Ling about what had just happened.

She shook her head, still thinking about Madam Zhaoyu's attitude just now. Her brown eyes slowly scanned the bedroom, and she gently said her guess all the way, "Perhaps, she already knew who that person was."

Just then, Zong Xiang came forward with some sweet melon and snow drink. A wisp of smoke from the Boshan stove floated in front of her eyes. Cheng Lao leaned forward and moved closer. She glanced at Zong Xiang who was standing beside her. She first asked him to leave, then turned around and asked, "What did you mean?"

"Because we know who is behind this, we can't touch him easily." Sang Ling looked up and let out a long breath, "So we can only suppress the matter for now. It will be dangerous if one more person knows about it."

Unless for this reason, she could not think of why Madam Zhaoyu had such an attitude. The person to be harmed was Nie Ce. As a fellow Wuyuan person, she was of course on the same front as her mother-in-law. It was not excessive to suggest that they investigate privately first. As her mother-in-law was in charge of the entire Marquis' Mansion, she had people in both mansions. It was not difficult to investigate without alerting the enemy.

In the past six months since she married into the Marquis's Mansion, she has witnessed Madam Zhaoyu's clean and efficient methods. Even the fact that Cheng and Fang were close in private was known to this Madam. Otherwise, she would not have said to her in the harem corridor before, "If you don't understand, you can ask Cheng to find Fang."

Her eyes are bright and she has the means, so it stands to reason that she cannot fail to investigate clearly.

But she just wanted to suppress it. Sang Ling would not believe that Madam Zhaoyu would completely let it go for the sake of the overall situation this time. After all, this matter was different from the last time Cai slandered her. The poisoning of the wedding wine was related to Nie Ce's life.

From this perspective, there is only one possible reason: unless she already knows who the murderer is.

The only people that this eldest lady cannot even mention are most likely the men in the direct line of the Nie family.

Assuming that there really is a dispute among several uncles and brothers of the Nie family, there will be gains and losses for anyone who deals with it. Grandpa Nie will definitely have to show up at that time, and there will inevitably be some noise. Nie Ce will be the victim, and his military affairs may also be delayed to varying degrees.

Therefore, Madam Zhaoyu suppressed the matter.

Fourth uncle Nie Chengyong, as an adopted son, can be left aside for now. Then, is it second uncle Nie Zhongxu? Or third uncle Nie Shudi? Otherwise, if we count down, the minors Nie Fei and Nie Yu are unlikely, then it must be eldest cousin Nie Guang.

The bedroom was silent for a long time. Cheng Auntie wanted to ask more questions, but she saw that the young lady's eyes were clearly looking towards the fire clock on the wall, but her gaze didn't seem to be directed at her. Her hands were on the low table, and she seemed to be knocking unconsciously, and then she made a fist - thinking of this, Cheng Auntie didn't ask any more questions, she pursed her lips and lowered her head, her heart also full of thoughts.