Married To The Male Lead’s Father

When Jiji arrived, the new couple went to church.

The ceremonial officer sang loudly.

"Worship the world!"

After worshipping the world, Yang Shuqing in a red wedding dress stood next to Xie Jingyi and noticed the two eyes above. Needless to say, one of them must be Jiang Ningbao. Under his head, Yang Shuqing's beautiful face was expressionless, and the red silk in his hand Tight.

Even with psychological preparation, Yang Shuqing still felt humiliated and unwilling.

"Thank you Gaotang!"

The ceremonial official's voice just fell, and everyone looked at Jiang Ningbao and Ding Guogong in Gaotang.

In the lobby, Mrs. Xie Er's smile disappeared, and she looked at his son with a sullen face as he prepared to worship Jiang Ningbao sitting in Gaotang.

There is also an uncomfortable complexion, Xie Erye.

Five million two silver...

It’s deceiving to say that you don’t want to.

The son married a golden doll and also had an in-law relationship with Anyuan Hou Mansion. The son has a bright future.

Although blood is thicker than water, his son has now passed on to the Dingguo government. Who knows whether this noble daughter-in-law will recognize them.

Jiang Ningbao in Gaotang wears a red embroidered iris dress, with a dignified and gentle smile, like a breeze blowing, giving a feeling like a spring breeze. Xie Heng, the Duke of Duke, beside her, also has a big red silver-rimmed robe, a handsome face, and facial features The sharp, faceless expression of the handsome face on a normal day In this day of great joy, the cold lines of the face softened a little.

A month ago, Jiang Ningbao and Ding Guo Gong were a couple, but a month later, the two sat on the high hall and waited for the son and daughter-in-law to visit the hall.

The groom official was as young and handsome as Ding Guo Gong, but when he worshipped the church at first, Ding Guo Gong was full of anger and was afraid to be approached. Even the church was far away.

Today, the father and son are so close.

The courtiers and women in the lobby saw this scene, and their mood was quite delicate.

Yang Shuqing under the hijab took a deep breath, squeezed the red silk and Xie Jingyi tightly, turned to Jiang Ningbao and Gao Dinggong on the Gaotang and bowed down deeply to worship Gaotang.

Xie Jingyi's actions are natural, but Yang Shuqing seems stiff and slow, but if you don't observe carefully, you won't be able to see it, but the courtiers and female relatives present are all elites. Everyone knows the grievances of Anyuan Hou's daughter-in-law and Dingguo's wife Love and hatred almost focused on Yang Shuqing and shook his head silently.

It seems that Ding Guo Gong's wife is slightly better.

Jiang Ningbao behaved gracefully, and smiled at Yang Shuqing's slightly stiff bend to salute her eyes, her eyes and eyes were stained with a touch of joy. Sure enough, she was quite comfortable seeing the hostess bow her head to salute.

Ding Guogong on the side felt the little wife's emotional change keenly, and could not help raising a small arc at the corner of her mouth.

"Couple worships!"

The ceremonial officer sang loudly.

Yang Shuqing under the hijab heard the voice of the master of ceremonies, and he was completely relaxed. The humiliating link finally passed. After she and Xie Jingyi paid their respects, she finally said to the master of ceremonies: "Sent into the cave!" and entered Jinhua under the crowd. New house in the courtyard.

In the new house

Yang Shuqing's two dowry maids and grandma were in it. After everyone left, Yang Shuqing was about to lift the hijab, but when he thought that this was the first time she had married in a red wedding dress in her two lives, she endured it.

"Miss, drink some tea. Grandma Sun just checked carefully. There is no problem with the meals and tea on the table." Qian Rong brought a cup of tea and whispered.

Yang Shuqing under the hijab scowled under her eyebrows. She didn't expect that Jiang Ningbao didn't even do anything. She took a sip of tea and whispered to Qian Rong.

"Qian Rong, is anyone outside the door guarding?"

Qian Rong nodded: "Yes, it's Grandpa's."

Yang Shuqing squeezed the cup in his hand, frowning, and as the sky outside gradually faded, he felt a little irritable: "Qianrong, can't you really find a chance to move?"

The guests dispersed, and if something goes wrong, Ding Guo Gong will definitely suppress it.

This Jiang Ningbao was really cautious enough that she couldn't take the chance.

Qian Rong said with a bitter smile: "I can't find it. The big Dingguo Mansion except the aunt's yard is under the control of Mrs. Kung Gong. Our people can't plug in, and they can't buy people."

If you do not control your aunt's yard, you should not be in control, but unwilling to fall into disregard.

Qian Rong couldn't help worrying about Miss.

The Grand Duke's wife is not easy to deal with, but the young lady and the Grand Duke have already formed a grudge, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

The young lady is very powerful in Anyuan Hou Mansion, but here is the Dingguo Mansion. According to her observation, the people in the mansion are in order and do their duties and cannot cross the border.

Especially meals and kitchens are the top priority. Mammals who are proficient in pharmacology are specially inspected.

In this way, the young lady's method can only be performed in the aunt's Jinhua courtyard.

Qian Rong told the young lady about the news in fifteen and ten. She was afraid that the young lady would take the risk and fail to achieve the desired purpose. The people in the Jinhua courtyard were all loyal to her aunt.

There is no effect of the girl's display here.

"I really didn't expect the Dingguo government to be more cautious than the imperial palace." Yang Shuqing under the hijab had a face of Tie Qing, gnashing his teeth and teeth, and his eyes were unconsciously stained with scarlet and unwilling.

After preparing for so long, I can't use it at all.

Is it really only for two years?

But at the thought of his back, Yang Shuqing forced himself to calm down.

Fortunately, Yang Shuqing did not continue to die, otherwise she would know that she was being monitored by Ding Guogong's guards. Xie Qi's ears lurking in the new house moved, and Yang Shuqing and his maidservant's words were put into their ears, and they laughed coldly.

This Miss Yang was really restless. As expected by her wife, she even wanted to get stolen. Fortunately, she didn't start at the end, otherwise... Xie Qi's eyes flashed a cold light.

As night fell, the guests dispersed, and the Dingguo Mansion was full of red lanterns.

Jiang Ningbao and Ding Guo Gong went to Rong Xi Tang to accompany Mrs. Xie.

Today is Xie Jingyi's wedding day,

Mrs. Xie smiled with a big smile on her face. Xu was the reason why Ding Guo Gong accompanied the old lady on a daily basis. The old lady seemed to be refreshed and full of spirit.

According to Mother Huang, the old lady has made three sets of small clothes.

Jiang Ningbao was speechless.

In the past month, Mrs. Xie often sent Grandma Huang to send some tonics. She secretly sent Chunxi to ask the doctor. These are all kinds of tonic soups for pregnancy.

Jiang Ningbao never drinks this kind of soup, but this is Mrs. Xie's heart, and she also understands that she embraces Sun Xinqin and has to drink it hard.

"Hurry back and rest."

After dinner, Mrs. Xie watched Jiang Ningbao drink a cup of soup, and urged them to go back with a smile, the meaning is very obvious, it is difficult for people to ignore.

Jiang Ningbao was no stranger, and Ding Guo Gong left Rong Xi Tang.

Back in the main yard, the candle swayed.

After the two men bathed and changed their clothes, Chunle had already made the bed and placed Jiang Libao's favorite rose scent in the censer. Chunxi wiped Jiang Libao's long black hair with water drops with a clean large towel.

After everything was completed, Chunxi and Chunle backed out. At this time, Xie Qi came over and came to report on Yang Shuqing's movements, and learned that she really had a framing mind. The air pressure around Ding Guo Gong suddenly fell.

Obviously, he was extremely dissatisfied with Yang Shuqing's newly-introduced daughter-in-law.

Jiang Ningbao smiled unexpectedly and calmly said: "Duke Guo, don't be angry, it's not worth it. Fortunately, Yang Shuqing is smart, knowing that he can't do it, and he closes his hand."

To be honest, Jiang Ningbao is really speechless. Whoever likes to have an accident on a big day, she and Yang Shuqing have hatred for the wedding, and the bride Yang Shuqing is thinking about doing things.

I don’t know.

Ding Guo Gong calmed down his body and frowned. "Yang Shuqing is not smart. You blocked all the roads. She couldn't start."

Xie Qi nodded in agreement.

Ding Guogong glanced lightly at Xie Qi, Xie Qi agitated, retreated with interest, and closed the door deliberately.

When Jiang Ningbao saw it, he smiled lightly and smiled like a flower.

Ding Guo Gong's eyes dimmed, his long arms stretched, and he firmly grasped Jiang Ningbao's slender waist, embedding her tightly in her arms, bowing her head and printing a kiss on her lips.

The kiss was tender and lingering.

Jiang Ningbao wrapped his hands around his neck and responded to his kiss.

I don't know when Ding Guo Gong has carried people to the big bed. The big carved big bed shakes gently, and the red gauze also falls down, and gently shakes up as the big bed shakes.

In the gauze, the overlapping figures are indistinct, intermittent moans and deep breathing are intertwined, endlessly lingering.

After everything subsides.

Jiang Ningbao's fragrance is dripping with sweat, and her body is soft and soft, nestled in front of Ding Guo Gong's hard chest, and there is still joy that has not completely faded. The cheeks are flushed, like peach blossoms in March, charming and charming.

"Years remind you to be old. A month ago, I was still the new wife of Shui Lingling. After a month, I became the mother-in-law of the old woman, waiting for her daughter-in-law to honor tea."

Jiang Ningbao gasped a little, stroking her smooth and tender little face pretendingly, and sighed, but was very excited, thinking that Yang Shuqing would kneel down to give herself tea, and Jiang Ningbao couldn't help but want to laugh.

Lao Zhuhuang's mother-in-law...

Ding Guogong glanced at Jiang Ningbao's rosy and charming face, and her skin was as clean as jade. She didn't miss the excitement under her eyes. A light smile appeared unconsciously in her eyes, and a kiss fell on her gorgeous lips.

"Nimble, you are so cute."

Ding Guogong's deep, smiling voice came from his ears. Jiang Ningbao's cheeks were hot, and she only felt a little itchy ears. The itch quickly spread to the bottom of her heart and brought an unspeakable throb.

She lifted her small face and deliberately took a bite at his knot.

"Nimble, you are lighting."

Ding Guogong's eyes were dark, flashing a jump of flames, his big hand moved to her smooth and flat abdomen and gently stroked, her voice said in a low voice, her eyes glaring at her, her physical changes did not hide Jiang Ningbao.

Jiang Ningbao wrapped his hands around his sturdy waist, and turned over, pressing Ding Guo Gong under him, revealing a bright and sly smile, his eyes moving, full of intoxicating charm.

"Grandpa, am I not responsible for extinguishing the fire?"

Deng Guogong, who was pressed under his face, had a handsome face, and his eyes were deep and hot. His long black hair was slightly messy on his shoulders, exuding a deadly masculinity and temptation.

Jiang Ningbao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, her cheeks were hot, and Ding Guogong's eyes flashed a dim light, a force, the position of the two changed again.

The bright moon hangs outside the window, and there is a lot of stars.

The candlelight swayed in the house, turned into red waves, and went to Wushan Yunyu.

Early the next morning, Jiang Ningbao slowly opened her bewildered eyes, remembering that today's new wife Yang Shuqing would come to honor the tea, and Jiang Ningbao woke up immediately, full of excitement.

She has been waiting for this day for a long time.