An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

Just as she stood up, she was pulled back by a big hand. Sang Ling looked down in a daze and saw Nie Ce frowning at her, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going back to sleep," she said. Then she heard Nie Ce say "Oh" and got up. The room was very quiet, so she subconsciously looked over and saw that no one had moved. Then she thought of what Nie Ce had just said, and she didn't know if she was really sleepy or what, but she asked unconsciously, "Aren't you with her?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a "tsk" sound in her ear, and her other hand was supported. Old Mother Cheng pinched her, and she became a little more sober. She looked at Nie Ce again, only to see that he smiled helplessly and didn't say anything. Instead, he waved his hand to the people kneeling below, and the few people kneeling at the steps all retreated.

She finally woke up from her dazed state, thought for a while, and smiled unconsciously.

She freed one hand to support her waist and shook the young man's hand.

When I returned to the dormitory, it was already the second watch. There was no need to leave a light on in the room on a summer night. With several windows open, the moonlight could flow into the tent, and even the chirping of insects sounded much more pleasant tonight.

After washing up, the two of them sat down in the tent. They were silent for a moment. Nie Ce stretched his head to look at her, "Are you happy?"

Sang Ling didn't know what he wanted to say, but he didn't want to admit that it was nonsense, so he raised his chin again, "I'm always happy."

"Why are you so happy?" Young Marquis Nie grabbed her chin. She waved him away, still arrogant, "I am happy about everything."

After saying that, she heard the person next to her laugh out loud, and then fell down in front of her. Sang Ling then lowered her head to look at him, raised her jade-white soft hands, and gathered her green gauze sleeves to her elbows. She touched Nie Ce's thin lips, and moved her eyes to his Adam's apple and stayed there for a while. She subconsciously wanted to kiss him - but when she tried, her stomach blocked it.

But Nie Ce didn't seem to notice it. He looked at her for a while and said, "You've gained some weight."

"You're bound to gain weight when you're pregnant." His words drove away her rare interest. She stretched out her legs, let down her long black hair, and changed her position with difficulty, preparing to lie down. The guy was also very perceptive. He sat up quickly and helped her lie down little by little, saying, "There will always be a way to get rid of her in the future."

Sang Ling had just adjusted his sleeping position and was a little surprised, "You want to send her away?"

After saying this, Nie Ce nodded, and said nonchalantly, "I have never thought of taking a concubine."

She blurted out, "Why?"

In this world, even if a man still has true feelings for his first wife, as long as his family can afford it, he will not resist having three wives and four concubines.

"Dad never had a concubine when he was alive, so why do I have to have both wives and concubines in my generation?"

Nie Jialang's words made her stunned again. She moved her lips and was interrupted by him, "Besides, Fourth Uncle didn't take a concubine. Fourth Aunt took the initiative to give him one, but he refused."

She raised her lips unconsciously, thinking, it turns out that only when the top beam is straight can the bottom beam remain straight. No wonder Nie Ce has no brothers or sisters.

She had finally understood Nie Ce. He was not someone who cared about appearance. If he was like the other sons of noble families, he would have had many concubines before marriage. But he didn't. Not only that, he even rejected several daughters that were chosen for him before marriage. This showed that his feelings must have been born out of daily interactions. ——It was probably the same with her. So Sang Ling felt that it was normal that Nie Ce didn't like Liang at the moment, but as for the future... she couldn't guarantee it.

So she pursed her lips and smiled, without replying. A cool night breeze blew in from the window, driving away the heat that had lasted for half the night, and the tent fell into an eerie silence again. Nie Ce turned his head and stared at her for several times, as if waiting for her reply. He rolled his eyes and said, "But if you really don't want her to leave, I can still reluctantly keep her."

No wonder Shen was afraid of him, this guy was quite skilled in arguing. Sang Ling rolled his eyes at him, "If you really want to, don't beat around the bush and say this is too old."

After that, he laughed loudly again, "I was just teasing you." He opened his arms and hugged her in his arms, lowering his voice, "Good A Ling, don't be unhappy, I won't."

The moonlight shimmered faintly on the gauze curtains, and as they spoke, the figures on the couch had overlapped.

"I'm not unhappy." She raised her eyebrows.

I saw this guy had already crawled under the quilt, muttering, "Okay, I'm not unhappy."

She was used to him making physical advances after just a few words. She opened her mouth to say a few words in rebuttal, but a tingling sensation came from under her body. She couldn't help but snorted, "Don't." She wanted to stop him, but the two of them had a tacit understanding in this regard. Even if they didn't ask or pry about some things, they could clearly feel each other's desire just by skin contact.

A vague voice entered his sea of ​​consciousness from his ears, and all his rationality disappeared into the air along with the incense from the Boshan stove. Sang Ling could only close his eyes and let his thoughts drift away into the sky.

*

In early June, Nie Ce went south to Jiaozhou again. Everyone who knew the situation knew that it was hard to say when he would return.

He kept a low profile before entering the palace that day. None of the uncles and aunts in the mansion knew he was leaving, so Nie Taigong Zhaoyu's wife and Sang Ling went to see him off. He stayed in front of the mansion gate for a while before dawn. The elders had to give him instructions. Finally, he got on his horse and Sang Ling went over to talk to him.

The first two had already said what they wanted to say, so she was speechless. After a pause, she only said, "It would be great if I could go with you."

You have to smile at the person opposite you and say, "You've been traveling so long, you think you're going to have fun?"

Sang Ling looked up at him, and said seriously, "To be honest, I have been to more places than you."

She grew up in a poor family and followed her parents to work at sea when she was young. She traveled all over the country, and some of the places she visited have not even been recovered by the current emperor.

Of course Nie Ce would not believe such words, and thought it was just another joke between two people, so he said "hmm" a few times. Then, without further delay, he nodded to his family members and rode away.

The sky was gloomy at dawn, and the wind before sunrise was still mixed with chill, blowing the hair on Sang Ling's temples. She followed the path with her eyes until the figures of the men on horseback disappeared at the end of Qiting Street.