An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

In this way, it seems that there is infinite pain behind what Nie Guang did.

Sang Ling shook his head and immediately denied Nie Ce's words, "It's time, luck, and fate. He didn't retire to make way for you. This is his destiny. Everything has been determined long ago. Even if you didn't make achievements in the northwest, his career would be affected by other things."

"Fate?" Nie Ce looked sideways at her, "Is it fate?"

In this era, people believe in gods and ghosts, and it is also linked to fate. Sang Ling thought for a while and nodded, "So what he did was wrong. There is no need to trace the reasons, and he does not deserve sympathy. Wrong is wrong, wrong -" She unconsciously tightened the quilt, "You have to pay the price."

Nie Ce shook his head and smiled dumbly, "As long as Grandfather is here, such a big thing will not happen in our family."

"Besides, there are many people in the court who are against your majesty's reduction of the feudal system, and they want to correct me and stop the Heavenly Order. If it weren't for my second uncle's mediation, I'm afraid I would also be involved in the internal strife in the court."

"This matter cannot be moved at the moment."

Sang Ling was stunned for a moment, then he understood Madam Zhaoyu's meaning. His father was helping Nie Ce, but his son wanted to kill him. Whether or not to hold someone accountable was a thorny issue.

It is troublesome when a family is involved with each other, and it is impossible to completely distinguish between public and private affairs.

Nie Guang couldn't move for the time being, otherwise he would have to catch the murderous servant first - her mind raced, but she couldn't help but deny this idea. If she caught the servant, it might alert the enemy, and the man seemed to have some skills. He was sent to do this kind of thing, so his vigilance would probably not be low. In the end, Nie Guang and Zhang might target her again.

When Nie Ce leaves again, can she expect Madam Zhaoyu to protect her?

The eldest lady didn't even want to say more to her about this matter. If she knew that she was the one who took action first, she would definitely look at her in a different way.

Then she would be attacked from both sides.

This hand is hard to move anywhere.

"What are you thinking about?" Nie Ce turned his head and stared at her for a long time.

Sang Ling then turned around, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. He could only shake his head and say softly, "Nothing."

But he couldn't help it in the end, so he rested his forehead against Nie Ce.

Only in complete darkness can one allow the circles around one's eyes to warm up little by little.

She was really too passive. The fruitless work on Ya'nu's affairs day after day was like tearing her heart out day after day.

The well was just behind her bedroom where she lived every day. Every day when she was there, she seemed to still see that scene: a little girl under 20 years old, soaking wet, with a pair of green tassel rings she gave her on her ears. Before she left, she was still complaining about the family's absurd behavior.

But this friend died just like that, on the way to get water for herself. What's even more absurd is that the murderer's original target was not her.

But unfortunately, he took the wine cup by mistake.

But she, a living person, can't do anything. Not only can she not do anything, but she also has to chat and laugh with the people here and do her best to be the glamorous young lady of the marquis's mansion.

The pain and guilt in her heart were like a big net, which was getting tighter day by day. The thorns on the net slowly cut her heart, and the pain made her breathless every day.

People who were close to him could naturally feel this emotion. Nie Ce had known about the maidservant beside Sang Ling for a long time. They must have had a very good relationship. He could put himself in her shoes. If she was killed one day, he would definitely want to eat the murderer alive.

Besides, the Sang family girl was originally a kind and cheerful person, so how could she tolerate these things being kept in her heart? She had also been troubled by something in her heart before, and it was probably because of this matter.

It’s just that they really can’t move now——

Nie Ce turned over, hugged her and kissed her on the forehead.

There was comfort in the young general's actions, but he didn't know how to say comforting words, so he stammered for a long time without saying anything.

The hair under Sang Ling's face was already stained with tears. She just shook her head and gently hugged back.

She couldn't blame Nie Ce for anything, or Madam Zhaoyu. They each had their own difficulties, and it couldn't be resolved all at once.

Speaking of anger, who doesn’t feel angry?