Married To The Male Lead’s Father

In the afternoon of late spring, the sun was warm and the spring breeze blew past, which made people feel more comfortable.

Jiang Ningbaozheng and Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng walked towards the gate together. She was in a very happy mood, her steps were light, and her brows and eyes were all smiling, like a blooming flower, exuding a charming fragrance.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng This cold and innocent man Rao is firm in his mind and tells himself again and again that he promised to marry a little girl for responsibility, but the thought that the little girl next to him will one day become his little wife. There was a strange ripple.

The two walked side by side, breathing harmoniously.

The men are handsome and tall, the women are petite and beautiful, the extremes of masculinity, coldness and femininity are most vividly displayed on them.

The servants in the palace far-sighted the future hostess of the Kuo Kung Palace, all eyes were filled with joy and respect. Only the loyal servant Xie Shizi had a complicated heart.

In fact, Miss Jiang Si is really nice, gentle and beautiful, and unique temperament.

I don't know why Shizi will retire.

Maybe the eldest lady in Anyuanhou is more attractive?

"Grandpa, what do you like to do in your free time?" Jiang Ningbao asked with a smile on her lips, whispering softly, knocking on the side to presume Guogong's living habits and hobbies.

"Copy Buddhist scriptures?"

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng stepped in, hesitated and replied, his voice as always cold and low.

Jiang Ningbao was stunned. He didn't expect Ding Guo Gong's leisure time to copy Buddhist scriptures. When he thought about it, Ding Guo Gong not only suppressed the evil spirits through the beads of the light, but also had the effect of meditation and stabilization.

Her eyes fell on the rosewood wood beads bracelets of Ding Guo Gong's wrist. The unconscious mind in her mind filled a haunting Ding Guo Gong with a handsome face as cold as a knife, sitting straight on the case The scene of copying the sutra seriously and piously at the table.

Jiang Ningbao's heart fluttered, and his heart instantly seemed to be hit by something.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng keenly felt the little girl's strangeness, stopped and stared at her sideways, her deep, cold voice brought a trace of concern.

"you're uncomfortable?"

Jiang Ningbao turned blushing, and she even thought in front of Grandpa Guo and shook her head quickly.

"I'm fine, Grandpa Guo, can you send me a copy of the Buddhist scriptures you copied?" After that, Jiang Ningbao's beautiful eyes looked at Ding Guo Gong, his eyes full of anticipation.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng glanced over his eyes. He usually copied the Buddhist scriptures, but he nodded when he thought that the little girl was not affected by it, "Okay."

When the words fell, he invited the follower in black to tell him to leave. The black guard walked away quietly. In less than a tea time, the black guard returned and brought a copy of the copy written by Ding Guo Gong. Diamond Sutra".

When Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng saw this "Vajra Sutra", it turned out to be the Buddhist scripture he copied five years ago. He was a little startled, and then handed it to the little girl next to it.

"The sutra you want."

Jiang Ningbao's mouth was cocked, and he took the Buddhist scriptures from his hands. He looked forward expectantly, stunned.

The words on the Buddhist scriptures are strong and strong, penetrating through the back of the paper, sharp and fierce, revealing the momentum of forward and the air of the sky.

Words are like people.

Ding Guogong's vigorous and powerful hand, Jiang Libao was amazed by his good character.

But this is the Buddhist scriptures, copying the Buddhist scriptures into such a suffocation, except for Ding Guo Gong, I am afraid there is no one.

Jiang Ningbao sighed silently in her heart.

If it is someone else, he will certainly be misunderstood to desecrate the Buddha, but Ding Guo Gong is the exception. The copying of the Buddhist scriptures is not his original intention.

Perhaps copying the Buddhist scriptures can really resolve his bad temper.

The Buddha is compassionate and universal.

Seeing the little girl opened the Buddhist scriptures on the spot, Ding Guo Gong, who had always been steady like Mount Tai, couldn't help but set her eyes on her beautiful side face, and there was a trace of tension in her heart.

This is unprecedented.

Ding Guo Gong was shocked.

Jiang Ningbao closed the "Vajra Sutra" casually, and decided to go back and store this Buddhist scripture in a box. She smiled at Dingguo Gongzhan: "The Buddhist sutra is very good, I like it very much."

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng has returned to calm, as if the tension just now was an illusion, and said softly: "Well."

"I'm good at brewing wine. I have brewed a lot in the past few years. I will send you a few altars tomorrow. I can't refuse." Jiang Ningbao looked at Ding Guogong with a smile, and raised the Buddhist scriptures in his hand with a light tone.

"it is good."

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng hesitated and nodded.

Jiang Ningbao was happy, she deliberately played a little bit of caution, starting with the delivery of wine, Runwu silently invaded his life, let Ding Guogong get used to her existence a little bit.

"Grandpa, do you usually also lose your folds?" Jiang Ningbao asked curiously.

"No, Buddhist scriptures are the exception."

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng stepped in and said softly.

When copying the Buddhist scriptures, he will not suppress the evil spirits on his body, so the words of the Buddhist scriptures will be stained with the strong morale. The "Vajra Sutra" that sent the little girl was copied by him five years ago.

But others still can't read it up close.

Especially women, are easily attacked by the evil spirits between the lines in the sutra.

"It turns out that, Grandpa Guo, what do you usually do in addition to copying Buddhist scriptures?" Jiang Ningbao put the Buddhist scriptures into the cuff and continued to inquire about his living habits with great interest.

"Practice martial arts."

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng walked steadily forward and returned quietly.

Jiang Ningbao's eyes lit up: "Can you develop internal strength?" In the last days, she had no ability to practice ancient martial arts promulgated by major bases.

It is a pity that after the birth of this life, the father and mother loved it. There were more than a dozen maidservants who served around. They could not secretly practice martial arts. They could only brew their own medicinal wine to polish the foundation. In fact, she can knock down seven or eight strong men with bare hands.

Had she not been itchy at the age of seven, she dumped her whip and rolled down a big tree, which scared her father and mother, and her mother Yang would not stare at her to learn the etiquette of every girl.

Jiang Ningbao sighed in her heart.

"You can do it with excellent qualifications."

Ding Guo Gong answered quietly.

Jiang Ningbao secretly said that the generals of the Dayue Dynasty would learn martial arts, and listening to the words of Grandpa Guo, not everyone can cultivate their internal strength. This is like the ancient martial arts techniques she knew. For a moment, Jiang Ningbao tried to ask: "Government Grandpa , Do you think women practice martial arts well?"

In ancient times, men mostly hoped that their true wife, Jing Jing, would be gentle and concubine gentle.

But there are also a lot of goalkeeper women.

In fact, Jiang Ningbao didn't want to be a well-behaved girl in a deep boudoir. She prefers a life of fresh clothes and angry horses, and she can do whatever she wants, but Yang, the mother of the Shuxiang family, wants her to be a gentle and graceful lady. , After marriage, to be a praising wife of the world.

Ding Guo Gong stopped and watched her beautiful face quietly.

"Do you want to practice martial arts?"

Jiang Ningbao's eyes flashed a bit of surprise. Unexpectedly, Ding Guo Gong even thought she wanted to practice martial arts. She immediately hit the snake with the stick, and the pink lips slightly curled.

"May I?"

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng's eyes stayed on her beautiful and pleasant face for a moment, remembering that the little girl had said that the king of Ruiwang Mansion was blocking the street, and nodded: "Yes."

The little girl has a good look and has the ability to protect herself in case of danger.

"Duke Guo, please advise me in the future."

Jiang Ningbao smiled slyly, she was really smart, and created a good opportunity for herself to cultivate feelings.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng nodded.

"Grandpa, since I was a child, I have the ability to make wine from ordinary brewing recipes. The effect is amazing. You must remember to keep this secret for me." Jiang Ningbao lowered her voice, her mouth soft and soft.

Today, a jar of medicinal liquor was sent to Mrs. Xie, and Jiang Ningbao was ready for exposure.

"it is good."

Deng Guo Gong Xie Heng's pupils shrank, and a clear emotion flitted across his eyes, and the cold lines of his face unconsciously softened.

"The flower wine in the Jinjiang teahouse was also made by me, but the flower wine has been added with water, and the effect is not amazing. It cannot be compared with the sky-high wine in Shangyun wine shop."

Jiang Ningbao said with a smile.

"I know." Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng said softly.

Jiang Ningbao: "..."

The two continued to walk side by side, Xu was because of the haunting spirit of Ding Guogong, all the servants retreated, and only Jiang Ningbao smiled and spoke to Ding Guogong.

The servants of Dingguo Government looked at Jiang Ningbao with admiration.

No wonder the old lady said that Miss Jiang Si will be the future hostess of Guo Gongfu. Only Miss Jiang Si can approach Ding Guo Gong so easily.

So Miss Jiang Si is special.

Chunxi held an exquisite box in her hands, and followed her from behind, not daring to get too close. As she approached, it was like a drowning fish, suffocating.

The steward Zhao on the side glanced at Chun Xi's pale face and smiled: "If we feel unwell, we can stay away, and Grandpa Guo will not care."

Chunxi blushed embarrassedly.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Guanjia deliberately slowed down, further away from Ding Guo Gong, Chun Xi's face finally got better.

When the long road was finished, Jiang Ningbao looked at the gate close by, and sighed silently in his heart. After he got on the carriage, he could not talk to Ding Guo Gong like this.

Xu Shi Jiang Ningbao's resentment was too big. When she and Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng stepped out of the gate, Xie Shizi, who went to Anyuanhou to raise relatives, came back at this time.

Looking at the mighty guards not far away, especially the handsome man in the lead wearing a dark red silver thread brocade.

There is a familiar carriage beside him.

Jiang Ningbao: "..."

What kind of sin is this, even when he met the former fiance and the hostess Yang Shuqing at the gate of Dingguo Government.