Married To The Male Lead’s Father

Rongxitang was quiet.

The maidservants opened their eyes and waited in breath.

Xie Jingyi Jun's face was slightly stiff, and there was a trace of struggling in his eyes. When the imperial edict gave him a marriage, he expected that there would be such a day, but when this day came, he felt only a sullen gas blocked in his heart and suffocated.

The former fiancee became his nominal mother.

Kneel down to worship tea today, and please give her peace in the future.

The hand under Xie Jingyi's sleeve was clenched, and a bitter smile in his heart, all this was caused by his efforts to withdraw his relatives. There are causes and consequences, he... can only swallow the bitter fruits.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng saw her adopted son motionless, unhappy at heart, his brows tightened, his eyes sharply looked at his adopted son, and said softly.

"Give your mother tea."

Xie Jingyi took a deep breath, raised his eyes and sat under his grandmother, smiling lightly, elegant and dignified, waiting for Jiang Ningbao, who was waiting for his tea.

Xie Jingyi's thin lips curled up in a straight line, lifting the corner of his robe, kneeling straight on the mat where Jiang Ningbao had kneeled just now, and glanced at Huang Ma's difficult opening: "Madam Huang, tea."

Grandma Huang smiled and handed over a cup of tea.

Mrs. Xie took a sip of tea and looked at this scene with a smile. The excitement of her daughter-in-law's eyes was included in her eyes, and she laughed dumbly. Ning Bao girl was afraid that she had waited for a long time.

Xie Jingyi took the tea, raised it respectfully, and handed it to Jiang Ningbao.

"Please... mother drink tea."

After the words mother were spoken, Xie Jingyi spent almost all his energy.

Mrs. Xie and Huangmao looked at the freshly baked mother and son with great interest.

Jiang Ningbao, who was sitting on the top, heard Xie Jingyi calling her mother, her mouth could not help but lifted up, her heart fluttered for a while, she was full of comfort. Xie Jingyi received a welcome gift.

A good ink stick placed in a box.

This ink ingot glowed with bluish-purple light, and the ink ingots were also engraved with flowers and birds, which at a glance showed its great value.

"I don't know your preference, so I will send you a piece of Li Mo as a gift."

Jiang Ningbao smiled lightly, her voice was soothing and soft, her eyes fluttered between her eyes, and she looked around, making Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng, who was on the side, couldn't help but glance.

Li Mo...

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng moved his eyebrows and glanced at his little wife. She didn't expect that she had Li Mo in her hand. Li Mo was one of the four famous inks of the Da Yue Dynasty.

"Thank you...mother."

Xie Jingyi took the box containing Li Mo, bowed his head and squeezed out the four words, not knowing what it was like.

He was originally prepared to withstand the difficult revenge of Miss Jiang Si.

Unexpectedly, she sent a valuable piece of Li Mo to meet.

Xie Jingyi has mixed feelings.

"You're welcome, we will all be one family in the future."

Jiang Ningbao looked at Xie Jingyi's stiff and handsome face, her smile was bright and bright, her eyes were meaningful, and the fiance's elders were so cool that it was not money to burn him.

This piece of Li Mo has a story.

It was a life-saving gift from Mrs. Xie's second wife.

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng keenly caught the cunning glance of his wife's eyes. He took a deep look at the ink cartridge in his son's hand, and there was a smile across his eyes.

"Ning Bao is right, Jing Yi, you get up, we will all be a family in the future, and the family is going to live in harmony." Mrs. Xie showed a satisfied smile, and looked at Jiang Ning Bao's eyes especially gentle.

The daughter-in-law's approach suits her.

Xie Jingyi stood up, holding a delicate ink cartridge in his hand.

"Ningbao, you are now married to the Guogong Mansion. In the future, the Guogong Mansion will be yours. I will give you the stewardship in public today."

Mrs. Xie took a sip of tea and smiled.

As soon as these words came out, the maidservants in Rongxi Hall were dumbfounded.

Jiang Ningbao froze.

Mrs. Xie actually handed over the housekeeper's power on the first day of her marriage. This...this...just dropped the pie.

If it was someone else, I was afraid that it would have been ecstatic, but Jiang Ningbao refused with ease: "Mother, I can't help it, I haven't managed the house and can't afford this important task."

The maid-in-law in Rong Xi Tang was shocked, and apparently did not expect that the new wife would refuse the housekeeper.

Mrs. Xie was surprised. She had never thought that her daughter-in-law would refuse. Looking at her carefully, she felt speechless for a while. It seemed that Ning Bao really didn't want to be a housekeeper now.

Even Huang Ma's face was surprised.

"Well, you study with me for some time first." Mrs. Xie didn't give up. Ning Bao is the hostess of Guo Gongfu.

"Mother, I want to give you a grandson as soon as possible, and add a younger brother to Jing Yi." Jiang Ningbao glanced at Deng Guogong's cold side, and the pretty face was stained with a blush, and said with a hint of coyness.

The vast government offices are all Ding Guo Gong, and Zhao Guanjia is also a member of Ding Guo Gong.

All the affairs in the house are well organized by Zhao’s stewards.

If you want to have housekeeping power, you just need to define the state official.

So Jiang Ningbao now only wants to have a sweet and sweet wedding life with Grandpa Guo. The steward's matter should be left to an older lady who is getting healthier.

On the side, Xie Jingyi heard the newly adopted foster mother shyly saying that he would give birth to a younger brother. He couldn't help but hold the ink cartridge in his hand, and his heart was complicated.

Mrs. Xie groaned and patted her forehead annoyedly: "Yes, yes, Ning Bao, you are right. Seeing that I am confused, I have forgotten that you and Aheng are just married. Let's add a younger brother to Jing Yi first. , The housekeeper's matter will be delayed."

Ding Guo Gong Xie Heng said softly: "Mother, the matter of heir depends on fate.

Jiang Ningbao: "..."

Mrs. Xie: "..."

Suddenly, Mrs. Xie's eyes widened, and she realized that her son was standing in front of her. She didn't feel uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but ask in shock.

"A Heng, you're so angry... what's going on?"

As soon as these words came out, the rest of Rong Xitang finally realized something was wrong.

God, Grandpa Guo even stood in front of the old lady. They did not forget that Grandpa Guo used to talk to the old lady remotely, but now they can talk up close.

Moreover, they did not feel discomfort.

The fearful breath of Grandpa Guo seems to have disappeared.

"Mother, did you finally find out?" Jiang Ningbao pursed her lips and bent her eyebrows.

Xie Jing Yijun stunned.

The grief on the adoptive father seems to have disappeared for the most part, and the rest should be suppressed by the sandalwood beads.

When the shocked Mrs. Xie heard Jiang Ningbao open her mouth, she immediately stood up excitedly and grabbed Jiang Ningbao's hand to ask.

"Nimble, this... what the hell is going on?"

"Mother, don't worry, and listen to me carefully." Jiang Ningbao smiled and appeased Mrs. Xie, without concealing it, she said the reason.

She and Guo Gongye had tested three times last night. Water and milk blending can indeed purify the qi, but it cannot be eradicated, and once the qi is diluted to a certain level, it will not fade again.

Jiang Ningbao is also very helpless.

It seems that this shame really accompanies Guo Gongye all his life.

Ding Guo Gong does not matter, he has long been accustomed to the existence of evil spirits.

Mrs. Xie took a deep breath, calmed her heartbeat and asked cautiously.

"Ningbao, you mean, as long as there are red sandalwood beads to suppress the remaining unquenchable evil spirits, Aheng can be like ordinary people, right?"

Grandma Huang on the side was also nervously waiting for Jiang Ningbao's answer.

"Yes, mother." Jiang Ningbao nodded with a smile.

Mrs. Xie almost wept with excitement, she suddenly remembered the monk's assertion, took a deep look at Jiang Ningbao, and suddenly realized.

"It turns out that way, it turns out that way."

No wonder the monk said that if Aheng finds the destined person, Aheng will live for a hundred years and his children and grandchildren will be full.

Because Ningbao can purify the evil spirit of Aheng.

Mrs. Xie happily took Jiang Ningbao's hand and patted it: "Ningbao, Aheng gave it to you." Then she looked back at the tall and handsome son in front of her and rapped.

"Aheng, can you live up to Ning Bao, you know?"

"Mother is assured that Ning Bao is my wife, and I will treat her forever." Xing Heng, the father of Ding Guo, glanced at his wife and assured him with a serious expression.

Jiang Ningbao's heart was beautiful and she smiled brightly towards Ding Guo Gong.

Mrs. Xie smiled comfortably.

Xie Jingyi looked at this scene, his thin lips tightened unconsciously, and there was a feeling that he was unnecessary.

Perhaps the original succession was a wrong decision.

"After a tired day yesterday, the two of you hurried back to rest and came to lunch together in the afternoon." Mrs. Xie urged with a smile.

Jiang Ningbao and Ding Guogong left Rong Xi Tang.

Back in the courtyard, Jiang Ningbao decided to take a nap.

At the time of the newly-married Yaner, Ding Guo Gong certainly accompanied her to sleep.

In Rongxitang, sandalwood curled up.

Mrs. Xie smiled with a smile, and tasted tea in a very good mood. Mother Huang was so happy to see the old lady, and she was also happy in her heart. But less than half a tea, Mrs. Xie gathered her smile and sighed.

"The beads on Aheng's hands won't last long."

Grandma Huang froze for a moment, couldn't help saying: "Old lady, you can ask the monk of Qingshui Temple to open another string of beads."

Mrs. Xie was silent.

If she could, she had already asked for Kiyomizu-dera Temple. Where will it be dragged down to now? The beads in Aheng's hands are special and unique.

Fortunately, her daughter-in-law, Ning Bao, can purify the qi, and after a while, there will be no beads to suppress the qi. Aheng is at most as usual as ordinary people cannot get close.

This is already the best result.

Mrs. Xie told herself silently that she could not be greedy.

On the other side, Xie Jingyi took the ink cartridge back to the yard and took out the Li Mo inside, but after seeing the note attached to the bottom of the ink ingot, a flash of consternation flashed on Junmei's face.

This ink ingot turned out to be a thank-you gift from the mother.

Now he is back in this way.

Xie Jingyi looked at the black ink ingot in front of him and thought of the word conscience on the note. Xie Jingyi's eyes flashed awkwardly.