An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

The daughter was Liang Ying, the younger sister of General Zuo's first wife. General Zuo Yuan Chenrui also worked under Nie Bozhe in his early years. After Nie Bozhe's death, he still often came to visit Grandpa Nie, so the two families were still on good terms.

However, during the Taiping period, the position of Left General was just an official title without real power, so he was quite low-key in the political arena of the country.

"She has a good temper." Madam Zhaoyu pulled Sang Ling to sit next to her, acting very considerate. "I've also met the general's wife before, and she's the one who doesn't have a bad temper. It's said that she was like this when she was a daughter at home, and no one in the family knew how to lose her temper. Her younger sister has been with her all year round. Her biological mother passed away early, and her mistress was also sick, so Liang took her to live in the general's mansion a long time ago. She knows the rules and etiquette, and has been out with Liang a few times."

Logically speaking, the mother-in-law had no obligation to tell her daughter-in-law about this. In this era, it was natural for a mother to give her son a concubine, and she only needed to tell her daughter-in-law. Madam Zhaoyu held her back and talked to her for a long time, as if she was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable. - Although she did feel uncomfortable.

Ever since she figured out her feelings for Nie Ce, she now openly admits her emotions.

She is not a product of this era. Her soul comes from the future. She has seen more advanced civilizations and has higher-level thoughts. So asking her to step back now is like walking on the edge of a knife. Every step of the process is stained with blood. But this is a good thing. Sang Ling thought, no matter how sad she is, the reality is like this. She will learn to suppress all her emotions until she becomes numb.

If I can't become numb, maybe one day, when I have grown stronger, she will leave on her own initiative.

So he replied with a faint smile, "My wife is young and has never arranged these things. It is inevitable that there may be some things that I can't take into account. Liang Shi also needs to be more relaxed in front of me."

Madam Zhaoyu was naturally satisfied, and called the girl from the Liang family to come forward and talk.

She was one and a half years younger than Sang Ling, and had just reached the age of marriage this year. However, her performance was exactly as what Lady Zhaoyu had said, and it was remarkable. She was not shy when she answered, but she did not show off. No wonder Lady Zhaoyu always said that she was docile.

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The Liang family's daughter entered the mansion at an inopportune time. Nie Ce was kept in the palace that day. On the next morning, he sent someone to his home to report that military affairs were urgent and he had been staying in the Colonel's Office for the past few days. He did not say when he would be back.

This is usually the case, and heterodyning is likely to follow.

Logically speaking, he should have gone south at the beginning of this year, but because Sang Ling was pregnant, he delayed it for two months. Calculating the time, he might leave later. Sang Ling guessed so. This is also what he said when he came to pay his respects to the Liang family girl on the first day she entered Wuyuan.

"The Marquis doesn't stay in the mansion often, and you were in a hurry when you came. I don't know when he will be back, so I'm sorry to trouble you." After saying this, she couldn't help but tremble slightly. In her heart, she still felt like a child, and she was chatting with me like a wife.

This feeling is not just ordinary strange.

The daughter of the Liang family was just like her cold appearance, and she spoke slowly and leisurely, "I am not wronged, I just troubled you, sister, to give me some more advice on the affairs of the mansion."

At this moment, the morning light was filtering in through the window, and a beam of it happened to hit her face, making her look very gentle. Coupled with her fair complexion, she looked even more pitiful.

Sang Ling nodded and didn't say anything else.

In the afternoon, Sang Feng'e went to the Marquis' Mansion to visit. —— She knew that Sang Ling was pregnant in February, but at that time, Gao Mansion was busy with other matters, so she did not come to congratulate immediately. She only sent two boxes of jewelry and some snacks and desserts that Sang Ling liked.

The aunt and nephew chatted in the hall of Wuyuan for half an afternoon. Sang Ling did not talk about the things in the West Palace, nor did he mention Liang who came to pay her respects early in the morning. He only talked about some interesting trivial matters in his daily life. With Cheng Lao making jokes on the side, the atmosphere was still very relaxed.

My aunt left at 3 p.m., and since Sang Ling was unable to leave, he asked Wei Chu and Zong Xiang to see her off.

The hall was quiet for a while. Behind the barrier, a servant played the zither and sang. This was also the pastime of the rich and powerful. Those people were the musicians sent by Madam Zhaoyu a few days ago. Sang Ling was asked to listen to them every day so that she would not feel bored staying in the room. Cheng Lao was tidying up the table in front of her and mentioned, "I heard that the daughter of the Zhou family married into the family of Wei Cao Wang this year."

Sang Ling paused while holding the ear cup. "Why?"

It was Cheng's turn to bring it up, and she probably knew all the details. She handed the food tray to Yan Yao, still busying herself while saying, "It seems that the young master refused. In March, the Zhou family went to Gao's house, and I heard that the conversation was not very pleasant."

After that, there was a moment of silence. Sang Ling did not ask any more questions. She had paid attention to this question last year - why her cousin and Zhou Ying's marriage was delayed again and again, but she encountered the epidemic later and had no time to think about it. However, she had a premonition that this marriage might not be successful in the end.

She always had a vague guess in her mind: her cousin didn't get married perhaps because he knew that his health was not good and he didn't want to delay others.

But it doesn’t feel right to bring this up now.

She talked so much and asked so many questions that even she herself didn't know whether it could be considered as lingering love. She could still care about her cousin's affairs, but it was not easy to mention major events in his life. She could only silently wish him well in her heart, hoping that he would meet a good man in the future and live the rest of his life in peace and health.

Just as she was about to go back to the main room to rest behind the curtains, she heard Aunt Cheng say, "Madam, you should be more careful with the new Liang."

The voice fell to the ground. The wind was blowing the branches of the bonsai in front of the window. The light and shadow in the room were fragmented and mottled, making people even more drowsy. Sang Ling held his chin and asked, "Did she do anything?"

Obviously she was sleepy, Cheng smiled and asked Yan Yao and Xiao Yuanxing to make the bed, and lowered her tone, "Madam, didn't you learn when you were in school, 'It's better to take precautions before they happen'? Instead of waiting for something to happen and then dealing with it, it's better to nip it in the bud. We should have someone of our own by Liang's side. In my opinion, Yuan is a good choice."

Now, in addition to Yuan, there are already several spies they have trained in the third courtyard, so it is not bad to bring Yuan to the front courtyard. After spending such a long time here, it seems that the girl is also smart. She supported her waist and stood up, yawned and said, "Okay, you can ask Wei Chu to arrange it later."

After saying this, he went to rest on the small couch behind the lacquered screen without saying anything more.

Nothing is more important than sleeping right now.