Married To The Male Lead’s Father

Seeing that the sky would be dark, Jiang Ningbao was a little anxious. Suddenly, the flash of light flashed. What kind of wind and snow, and the love poems that were free from disease and groaning, were all forgotten by her, and she wrote quickly on the letterhead.

The ancients mostly liked subtle and euphemistic, but this letter was simple and straightforward, a little... a little bold, when Jiang Ningbao wrote it in one go, there was no feeling, when she quietly meditation in the bottom of her heart, she suddenly felt red and red, and a burst of heat poured on her cheeks. , It's hot, it's burning badly.

"It just feels a little hot."

Jiang Ningbao couldn't help but touch a little hot cheek, whispered a little, and a blush appeared on the delicate and soft face, which was soft and touching, which made people unable to bear the heart of love.

She and the Ding Guo Gong had a gift from the Holy Ghost. The correspondence does not need to be taboo. It can also promote the emotional exchange between unmarried men and women.

Jiang Ningbao likes to communicate on paper quite a bit, and he can boldly let himself go. Some humiliating love words that can't be spoken to Ding Guo Gong and feel shame can be easily written on paper.

After thinking about it, Jiang Ningbao drew a heart on the letterhead again. The handwriting on the letterhead was beautiful and beautiful, and she had worked hard for ten years in this era.

Jiang Ningbao racked her brains to write letters with a purpose. She wanted a reply from Grandpa Guo and also liked this kind of private paper exchange. Then she collected the letterhead that the two had exchanged. When they were old, they could take out their memories.

The only thing that is entangled is to claim that if I use "I" directly, it feels a little dry. Finally, after thinking about it, I decided to use "Nong". Most of the women of the Dao Dynasty would call themselves Nong's family.

Jiang Ningbao felt that calling herself'Nong' sounded very charming.

There is a kind of meaning that you don’t want me.

The sky outside the window darkened, and candlelight was already lit inside the house.

Jiang Ningbao hurriedly dried the ink on the letterhead, carefully folded it into a delicate purse, attracted Spring Joy, gave her the purse, coughed, and ignored the thumping heart, pretending to be calm.

"Chun Xi, send someone to send the purse to Dingguo Gongfu and give it to Grandpa Guo. Remember to give it to Grandpa Guo."

"Okay, girl."

Chun Xi responded respectfully, but she was whispering what the girl had written. Not only was the god mysterious, but she was so happy to laugh, she packed the purse out of the house, and quickly found a clever outside, a small and safe man. Go to Guo Gongfu to deliver the letter.

As night fell, the Dingguo Mansion was full of lanterns, and Zhao Guanjia smiled and came to the main courtyard where Dingguo Man lived, handing over a beautiful and delicate purse in black.

"Xie Qi, this is a purse from Miss Jiang Si. It must be handed over to Grandpa Guo."

It turned out to be the purse sent by Miss Jiang Si. Xie Qi heard the words, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes. He nodded toward Zhao's housekeeper, and took the purse very excitedly, and turned into the main house of the main courtyard.

The candlelight in the main house is as bright as daylight.

The sitting grandfather of the father-in-law read the folding book on the desk intently, the candlelight reflected the grim and serious face of the father-in-law, and the smooth and translucent rosewood beads bracelet on the wrist seemed to flash under the candlelight.

When Xie Qi saw it, he was secretly silent. His father-in-law had already settled in. With his fiancee, he was unwilling to relax for one day as usual, and he was still busy on official business that night.

Fortunately, Miss Jiang Si is an enthusiastic initiative, otherwise how to live in the future.

"Master, Miss Jiang Si gave you a purse." Xie Qi said respectfully.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng heard that the little girl gave him a purse. He flipped through the folding hand slightly and lifted the cold handsome face, said softly: "Take it."

Xie Qi respectfully presented the delicate purse in his hand.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng took the purse and put it in the palm of his hand. It was an exquisite purse embroidered with a white magnolia. The embroidering work was very good. It seemed that there was something in it. Ding Guo Gong froze for a moment. Inside was a folded letterhead with a slight fragrance.

The little girl wrote to him?

Opening the letterhead, Xie Heng, Ding Guo Gong's eyes narrowed, his heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, his whole body was stiff, the expressionless handsome face instantly cracked, and the hand holding the letterhead shook.

Grandpa Guo:

Seeing you again today, the Nong family is very happy. When I think of you as the future husband of the Nong family, my heart keeps pulsating and jumping, and the Nong family feels that it is sick and is ill, except you, there is no medicine to save, Guo Gong Yeah, can Nong's family come home for medicine tomorrow?

Remember to reply to the Nong family.

Your favorite fiancee Nimble

This little girl is... really unpretentious.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng tried hard to ignore the hot face, thinking thoughtlessly, but his mind couldn't control the emergence of a playful smile when she was hired today, only to feel her heart bang Slammed, as if something was about to come out.

Xie Qi just saw the master shaking his hand, his eyes widened, and his heart was like being scratched by a cat. I wanted to peek at what Miss Jiang Si wrote in the letter, making it always as stable as Taishan. The cold master had lost his mind.

But he dare not.

After reading the letter, Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng ghost sent the letterhead into an empty box beside the desk. He inexplicably reached out his hand and felt his voice vaguely.

He felt that his heart was sick, too fast, a bit abnormal.

After he calmed down his bead bracelet stroking his wrist, he remembered that the little girl said she would reply, and a hint of hesitation appeared on the hard and handsome face of Deng Guo Gong Xie Heng. Straighten your body and write a letter seriously.

Write down four vigorous and powerful characters on the letterhead.

Read, agree.

Then sign his own name below. He habitually picked up the seal and was about to seal it. But he found that he was not reviewing the booklet, and Ding Guo Gong froze. If nothing happened, he put his seal back in place.

When the ink dried up, Ding Guogong picked up the letterhead and was about to load it into the envelope, but his eyes fell on the two words'Xie Heng' left under the letterhead. Jianmei's eyebrows rose unconsciously, feeling like something was missing.

Thinking of the little girl writing'Your favorite fiancee Ning Bao', Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng hesitated again, clenched the wolf in his hand, he was slow to write, and finally, he added a serious face before the name under the letterhead. Seven words of your favorite fiance.

With seven more characters, it seems to be pleasing to the eye.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng's mood was inexplicably somewhat joyful. He folded the letterhead and put it in an envelope, sealed it, raised his sharp and handsome face to look at Xie Qi, and his voice was deep and cold.

"Send this letter to Miss Jiang Si."

"Master, it's getting dark. Does his subordinate walk through the main entrance or over the wall?" Xie Qi asked the sealed envelope and asked the ghost.

As soon as the words came out, Xie Qi felt that the temperature in the room had plummeted, as if he were in the snow and ice, so cold that he couldn't help but white his face, and he wished he could slap his mouth and make you talk faster.

Miss Jiang Si is the future mistress. Can one of his subordinates turn the wall of her yard?

Ding Guogong was silent for a long while, and said softly: "Cross the wall."

Xie Qi was shocked: "..."

That's Changningbo Mansion, Miss Jiang Si lives inside, really want to go over the wall?

"Turn over the wall of Bo Mansion and hand it over to the door of the courtyard where Miss Jiang Si lives." Ding Guogong stared at Xie Qi with sharp and icy eyes, a cold tone of warning that he had ignored.

"My subordinates understand." Xie Qi wiped his sweat and respectfully said.

"Go."

The father-in-law looked at Xie Qiyi coldly, picked up the folder on the desk and read it, the candlelight reflected the cool and serious face of father-in-law.

It was almost the same as the scene he saw when he first came in, but Xie Qi found that the breath of Grandpa Guo seemed a bit strange.

Waiting for Xie Qi to leave, the house was silent, only the crackling of the candle burning.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng suddenly put down the fold in his hand, his eyes fixed on the box next to it. The box put the letter written by the little girl. When he thought of the contents of the letterhead, his steady heartbeat was disordered again, and his ears were quietly hot.

"Recently my heartbeats have been too frequent. Am I suffering from heart disease?" Dingguo Gong's sword frowned, and his sullen eyes flashed a trace of doubt. "The little girl seems to have heart disease, too. Tomorrow she asked the doctor to go to the house to diagnose."

Self-confessed to find the cause of the abnormal heartbeat, Ding Guo Gong regained his composure.

...

The night is cold like water, and the moon is like frost.

This night, Jiang Ningbao's yard was not as quiet and quiet as before. Many people walked in and out of the yard, and a faint voice rang out, adding some popularity.

Just before the evening, Chunxi contacted the shopkeeper Yao and delivered the needed staff. The little girl-in-law, the cook, and the maidservants were all ready, and they could open a team in their own yard.

Jiang Ningbao also had a maid Chun Le, who was the daughter of Yao's shopkeeper. Chun Le looked different from ordinary women. She had a smiley face, and as soon as she saw her, even if she didn't laugh, she felt like a smile. , Quite pleasing.

At this time, Chun Le came in with a smiling face: "Girl, hot water is ready, please bathe."

Jiang Ningbao responded a little, and moved to take a bath in the middle room next to it.

The steam was curling in the barrel, and there were some petals floating on the water. Chunxi was standing by and waiting to see the girl coming in, and she stepped forward to give her a wide dress.

Jiang Ningbao buried the whole person in the water, exposing the white and smooth incense shoulders, and the whole person sighed comfortably.

Chunxi stood behind the barrel and carefully brushed her back.

"Chun Xi, do you say that Grandpa Guo will reply to me?" Jiang Ningbao spoke softly, and her beautiful face rarely showed upset.

This is the first time she has written a love letter in her life. She has bold words and no gentleness and subtlety from a woman. I don’t know if Ding Guogong watched it. Was she touched the heart lake or left it aside? Or thought she was too frivolous?

Dayue was open to the people, and there were many women who dared to love and hate, but she was different from them in that she was given a decree to marry and the marriage was settled.

Moreover, she writes a love letter to her fiancé, which is not out of the ordinary, it can only be said that it is an emotional exchange between unmarried men and women.

After Jiang Ningbao sent away the letterhead, he has been restless, and now it is the end of the time, and there is still no echo, and he can't help but think of it.

"It should be possible." Chun Xi hesitated and replied.

Jiang Ningbao sighed a little, and unconsciously caught a touch of worries between her eyebrows, and she finally realized the taste of living like years.

After a moment, Chun Yue's voice sounded.

"Girl, the guards around Ding Guo Gong sent you a letter."

"Wait a moment."

Jiang Ningbao was overjoyed, as if hearing the sound of nature, the flowers blossomed in her heart.

She immediately came out of the bath tub, wiped the water off her body with a towel, put on a clean and elegant nightgown, and the black hair dipped in water scattered around her waist, and a pair of beautiful eyes sparkled.

"Girl, you are so beautiful." Chun Xi couldn't help but sigh.

"Poor mouth."

Jiang Ningbao sighed in a very good mood, closed her robe, and couldn't wait to get out of the room, took the envelope from Chun Le, held the rejoicing Jiang Ningbao to open the envelope, and saw the four powerful characters on the letterhead. A pot of cold water splashed from head to toe.

Read, agree.

Ding Guogong thought Jiang Ningbao was completely speechless. Ding Guogong was really puzzled wood, and was about to put away the letterhead, but his eyes fell on the payment under the letterhead.

Xie Heng, your favorite fiance.

Jiang Ningbao's mood seemed to soak in the warmth, and flew up instantly, with a smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.

The two maidservants of Chunxi and Chunle showed curiosity, wondering what Ding Guo Gong wrote in the letter to make the girl so happy.

"Remember to prepare, we will go to Dingguo government tomorrow."

After leaving this sentence, Jiang Ningbao sat in a happy mood and let two maidservants wipe her hair with a soft towel.

Chun Xi's eyes widened, and her hand wiping her hair lightly, asked curiously.

"Girl, are you going to see the uncle in Guo Gong tomorrow?"

Chun Le heard that Chun Xi called Duke Guogong as his aunt. His round eyes widened, and his eyes were full of shock and confusion. The girl... the girl hadn’t married yet.

Jiang Ningbao glanced at them with a smile and said narrowly, "Yes, Grandpa Guo approved." Isn't it approved? When I think of Grandpa Guo's response, I just wrote the words "have read the consent" on the letterhead, Jiang Ningbao There was a congestion in my heart.

This night, Jiang Ningbao fell asleep while having a good dream, but Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng once again had trouble sleeping.

The night is quiet, in the ancestral hall of Dingguo Mansion

Xie Jingyi, who had not yet rested, knelt on the futon and listened to the confidant who said about the gift of marriage during the day, and the grand scene of the adoption of his father to Changningbo, his cold eyes flashed a wave.

"Shizi, later Miss Jiang Si will marry in the mansion, and give birth to the heirs of Grandpa Guo, in case..." Xiao Zuo's mouth was full of worry.

Miss Jiang Si used to be Shizi's fiancee. Who knows if she hates Shiziye in her heart?

Xie Jingyi glanced at Xiao Xiao, interrupting his words indifferently, calmly saying: "Dingguo's government was originally a foster father, and the title should be inherited by the foster father's heir."

Xiao Zui's face stiffened: "But... but you have passed on to the name of the Grand Duke, if the Grand Duke has no heirs, you still have the opportunity to inherit the Duke of Ding Guo."

"Don't call the title of Shizi in the future, call it Young Master." Xie Jingyi said in a deep voice, his tone did not fluctuate, no matter whether he inherited the Duke of Dingguo, he still thanked his family.

He has his own pride and dignity.

How could Xie Jingyi not hear the deep meaning in Xiao Xiao's words?

But he chose to refuse.

The little girl was shocked and struggled: "Old lady doesn't assume that you are the son of Dingguo government?"

"Without the recognition of the Holy Spirit, this world is nothing more than a name, and it can be replaced at any time." Xie Jingyi's face was indifferent. As early as when a servant slammed him and called him a world son, he had them change their tongues, and later The grandmother's acquiescence, the people in the government called him Xie Shizi.

The people in Beijing gradually called him Xie Shizi.

Now the name Xie Shizi has become his bondage.

Later, the adoptive father had a heir, and Shiko's name was a joke.

Xiao Zuo was silent for a long while, and said carefully: "If you don't have the position of the prince, wouldn't Miss Yang be despised?" Shizi likes Miss Yang, and should keep her prince for Miss Yang.

Xie Jingyi's cold and handsome face showed a tender feeling: "Shu Qing will not care about these fake names. I am now the commander of the five-cities soldiers and horses, and I will be promoted in the future. Maybe all this has touched the light of Dingguo Government, but Competent for this position."

Xiaogu: "..."

Will this really be the case?

As a confidante, it is his strong point to observe words and look. Miss Yang, as the eldest daughter of An Yuanhou, has a distinguished status, but he sees the ambition in her eyes and is not the same as Miss Jiang Si.

The process of meeting and knowing Shizi and Miss Yang was clear, and at this moment he couldn't help but a thought came up, whether Miss Yang deliberately disguised her men's clothing as close to Shizi.

After all, Shizi has always kept a distance from women.

Now that Ms. Yang and Shizi have set a love affair, Xiao Xiao only hopes that Ms. Yang really likes Shizi, not Shizi's status.

...

The next day, when the sky was bright, Jiang Ningbao opened her sleepy eyes and walked out of the bed in her cloak and walked to the window mullion.

"Girl, are you awake?" Chun Le came in lightly and carrying a copper basin. When she saw the girl standing by the window mull, a smile flashed on her round smile.

"Well, I went to bed early yesterday and got up earlier this morning." Jiang Ningbao walked calmly to wash.

Chun Le: "..."

Jiang Ningbao had breakfast, put on a light blue dress, embroidered a little red plum on the skirt, a jasper hairpin obliquely inserted on his head, and two pieces of sheep fat white jade ring worn around his waist, clean and elegant.

"Let's go, it's time to go to Dingguo Mansion." Jiang Ningbao glanced at the woman on the bronze mirror, smiled and looked back at Chun Xi Chun Le, the first to step out of the door, walk between the rooms, ring Pei Jingang, Lingering.

Half an hour later, the carriage came to Dingguo Government.

Jiang Ningbao took her two servants to Rong Xitang to meet Mrs. Xie. Mrs. Xie learned that Jiang Ningbao was at home, and she was full of smiles. She quickly sent someone to call her son.

A moment later, Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng, who was wearing a black robe, stepped into Rong Xi Tang at a steady pace, and the surrounding aura condensed, which was daunting. Strangely, Ding Guo Gong also received a white-haired Tai Chi came, and this Tai Chi was not far behind Ding Guo Gong.

"Give my mother peace."

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng paid his respects to Mrs. Xie in the high hall. Her eyes fixed on the little girl beside her, and the little girl smiled at him.

"Grandpa, I'm here."

The smile is beautiful and the voice is soft and sweet.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng felt that his heart began to thump again and again, he squeezed his thin lips, and his handsome and firm face became more serious and condensed.

He really suffers from heart disease.

At this time, the old lady with a gray hair came to see Mrs. Xie. She was a little surprised that Mrs. Xie looked like she was ten years younger.

It's probably that everyone is happy and happy.

"A Heng, why did you call Tai Yi to come, and your mother's health is good." Mrs. Xie nodded slightly towards the old doctor, and asked Ding Guogong with a smile.

After drinking the medicinal liquor delivered by Ningbao girl, her physical pain has disappeared, and the whole person is very healthy.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng shook his head: "The doctor is not to see you."

Mrs. Xie was stunned and asked with concern: "Aheng, is there something wrong with Jing Yi?"

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng continued to shake his head, turned to the old lady doctor, his voice was deep and cold: "Mr. Chen, you diagnose Miss Jiang Si, I suspect she has a heart disease."

Jiang Ningbao's eyes widened, and the whole person was not calm: "Duke Guo, I'm in good health."

Mrs. Xie was confused.

"You said yesterday that your heart was ill and was suffering from illness, and I sought a doctor to diagnose and treat you. Don't shy away from it." Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng's handsome face is serious and serious.

Jiang Ningbao's fair face was instantly stained with blush, and she couldn't help but glared at the wood of Ding Guogong with an indignant expression.

Mrs. Xie was shocked at first, and then she almost didn't laugh when she heard her son's words. Oh my god, this son of hers is really an indestructible piece of wood.

Poor Ning Bao girl.

The old lady doctor obviously also heard the greasiness, and the corners of her eyes twitched. It was so funny that Ding Guo Gong made such an oolong. He coughed a little and he couldn't help laughing.

"Miss Jiang Si, come here, don't shy away from the doctor, let the old man diagnose the veins, and rest assured that the country will be public."

Jiang Ningbao glanced at Mrs. Xie's narrow smile, and she stepped forward to give the old lady a pulse.

After carefully checking the pulse, the old lady doctor plucked the gray beard, looked at Ding Guo Gong, and smiled: "Gong Gong Ye, Miss Jiang Si is in good health and has no heart disease."

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the little girl was fine, he tried his best to calm down the grievances on his body, and he seriously called the old doctor Chen to diagnose him.

"Medical doctor, you diagnosed my veins. My heartbeat has not been normal these days, and I may have a heart disease."

Rong Xitang was silent for a moment.

Jiang Ningbao was dumbfounded.

Mrs. Xie, who was drinking tea, almost spouted out the tea in her mouth, watching her son's handsome face draw straight from the corners of her eyes, and even Huang Huangmao glanced at Grandpa Guo dumbly.

Grandpa Guo, you are not suffering from heart disease, you are moving.

The expression of the old lady doctor was hard to say, but he was still very responsible for the dire erosion of the past to diagnose the father of the country, and of course the result was nothing.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Hengjian frowned, and repeatedly confirmed.

He really felt that he was suffering from heart disease.

After the old lady doctor fled into the desert, Jiang Ningbao couldn't help laughing anymore as she looked at Guo Gong's serious and condensed face.

Hahaha, Guo Gongye is so cute.

Mrs. Xie couldn't help but endure, the original cold son also has such a lovely side.