An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

On the way back that day, Nie Ce let go of Sang Ling, so the two did not return to Wuyuan together. Cheng Ai was still frightened, afraid that if something unexpected happened at that time, Nie Taigong would point the finger at Sang Ling.

Sang Ling remained calm. "Nie Guang will definitely be called over. I don't need to say anything more when the time comes. He will definitely not let this go on. And Zhang Shi has been forced to this point. How could she give up so easily?"

If Nie Ce hadn't suddenly come in and disrupted the originally envisioned situation, Sang Ling would have only had to sit on the mountain and watch the fight from beginning to end. It was precisely because of this variable that she had to be humble in the end, which made Nie Taigong understand immediately.

But she was not too anxious. She understood it, and things still had to be done.

If we don't remove the fuel from the fire, this mess will never be cleared away.

She stopped beside the flower bed and couldn't help gazing at the scenery in the garden. It was early spring and the day was clear and the moon was bright at night. The weather was much better than when she was "hooking up" with Nie Guang.

The daughter said slowly, "Try to find out what happened to the murder of my uncle that Fourth Aunt mentioned."

When she returned to Wuyuan, it was already 11:00 p.m. As soon as she stepped into the bedroom, the copper ball on the fire clock fell off.

The weather was neither too hot nor too cold. Aunt Cheng told Xiao Yuanxing to prepare the incense. Wei Chu and Zong Xiang had already gone in to sweep the dust and make the bed. However, the two of them paused and stood by the door like two pillars.

After Sang Ling went in, he realized that it was Nie Ce who was inside.

Nie Jialang hadn't been to their dormitory for a while. When he came in today, he sat directly on the soft mat she had prepared for him.

He sat upright with his legs crossed, looking dignified and awe-inspiring.

Sang Ling carefully sat down in front of him, leaving a distance of two or three feet between them.

He was waiting for her to speak.

Then she asked, "How did that jade ring end up in your hand?"

When she was done using it, she put it into her makeup box and never touched it again.

"I saw it and took it away," said Nie Ce.

Sang Ling just recalled that during the two days when the two of them had just started a cold war, Nie Ce came back to get his own things.

But how did he get it into her makeup box?

But she didn't ask in detail.

After thinking for a while, he explained, "I asked my eldest brother for it on purpose to anger Fourth Aunt."

"I know." Nie Ce's tone was still cold.

"How do you know?"

"I know you won't."

The conversation between the two people came to an abrupt end. Sang Ling was stunned, and at the same time, he had an indescribable feeling deep in his heart, as if something had collapsed.

He knew that she would not really do anything shameful with Nie Guang.

So he raised his head slightly and said with a smile, "I can't do that."

She didn't know since when, but apart from the two of them, there was no one else to be seen in the room. The chirping of insects in early spring came from outside the window. Although faint, it was equally disturbing. From the dim candlelight, she saw Nie Ce lower his head and think for a while, then turn around and walk to the table to pour himself some water.

In just that moment, the tranquil field seemed to be blown into disorder by a gust of wind. She subconsciously supported herself on the floor to stand up, strode after him, and hugged him from behind.

"I'm sorry." The voice of the Sang family girl came, no longer as harsh and unfamiliar as it had been in the past few days.

Nie Ce took a deep breath to calm himself, but he was still sad.

"Sang Ling." He called her.

"Ah."

"You're sorry because you feel unworthy of your identity as a wife, or -" her tone was trembling after all, "you feel unworthy of me."

"Is there any difference?" she wondered.

Nie Ce couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Yeah, what a difference.

But he just wanted a definite answer too much.

He didn't admit it before because he didn't know why he had those strange feelings in his heart.

He thought that his restraint on Sang and his disgust for some of her behaviors stemmed from her disrespect for her identity as "Nie's daughter-in-law."

It is said that the husband is the leader of the wife, so being law-abiding is what she, a wife of the Nie family, needs to do.

But now, he gradually understood clearly.

All he wanted was that Sang cared about him, would take the initiative to restrain herself because of his feelings, and would think about the problem from the perspective of their relationship.

But he paused for a moment, and finally spoke calmly.

"No difference."

*

After washing up at the end of the night, the two went to bed to rest. Sang Ling could see that Nie Ce still had something on his mind, but he didn't know how to ask him further.

Whether you ask or not, it’s done.

A wisp of smoke from the incense burner on the low table rose under the full moonlight, and the light in the two people's tent was dim. She turned over gently and looked at the person beside her.

The guy had his eyes closed, breathing slowly, and seemed to be asleep.

But she knew he wasn't asleep.

After hesitating for a while, he tapped his shoulder with his finger.

Nie Ce opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at her silently.

The night light shone through the gauze curtain, and the two of them could see each other clearly. His high nose bridge covered half of his face, and his thin pink lips were slightly parted.

Sexy indeed.

Sang Ling had always thought he was sexy. If not, she would not have resisted sleeping with him at first. And now, she did not expect that the bond between the two would become deeper and deeper. If Nie Jialang had not been so good to her, perhaps she would not have allowed herself to sink to this point.

Sang Ling thought that now she was really in love with the person in front of her.

She didn't want to think about it before because she was always comparing it with her feelings for Gao Heng. She thought that her feelings for the two were different, so she didn't love Nie Ce. Sometimes she even felt that she was just like those lechers, obsessed with this man's body and coveting his physical beauty.

Just like a scumbag, he loves one in his heart and another with his body.

But it was not until various things happened in recent days that she was forced to admit: this was not the case.

She also has feelings for Nie Ce.

Real feelings.