Married To The Male Lead’s Father

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At this time, Mrs. Xie with white temples was sitting in a small sedan chair and was carried by several strong servants. Apparently, someone had told Mrs. Xie about what happened at the gate of Duke Dingguo's mansion.

Everyone hurriedly saluted.

"I met the old lady."

Mrs. Xie nodded with a smile, glanced at the people present, and saw the adopted grandson kneeling on the ground and the beautiful woman next to him, she couldn't help frowning and said: "Why are you all kneeling at the gate and getting up, what's going on? Let's talk about it later."

Everyone got up together.

As soon as Yang Shuqing saw Mrs. Xie, a gleam of light shot out in his eyes, thinking of the health-preserving wine he brought this time, this health-preserving wine is the most precious kind, the brewing is the most complicated, and the most precious medicinal materials are used.

It is not yet sold in Shangyun Winery.

A thought came to her mind, Duke Ding went to the battlefield when he was young, and he must have had many hidden wounds on his body. If she offered health wine, Mrs. Xie would definitely look at her differently.

As long as Mrs. Xie speaks for the son, the charges of unfilial piety on the son will definitely be washed away.

As for injustice...

A trace of cruelty flashed across Yang Shuqing's eyes, and he had a countermeasure in mind.

At this time, Mrs. Xie, who was sitting on the sedan chair, looked at Jiang Ningbao, showed her a loving smile, and then glared at her disappointing son: "Aheng, why haven't you sent Ningbao girl home yet?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Shuqing's face changed suddenly.

She thought that Jiang Ningbao had just arrived at Dingguo Mansion just like her, but she didn't expect that the other party had already met Mrs. Xie. Seeing Mrs. Xie's kind and loving expression, her heart sank suddenly, and a trace of haze quietly appeared in her eyes.

A look of surprise flashed across Xie Jingyi's cold and handsome face.

Grandma seems to like Miss Jiang Si very much.

"Old lady, don't be angry, the Duke has been delayed for a while." Jiang Ningbao glanced at Duke Ding's handsome face, and spoke for Duke Ding with a smile.

Mrs. Xie laughed and scolded: "You girl."

Everyone in the room could hear the intimacy in the tone, and their hearts trembled, and they all took a sneak look at Miss Jiang Si, who did not expect that this delicate and beautiful Miss Jiang Si would be so favored by Mrs. Xie.

"Ah Heng, it's getting late, hurry up and send Ningbao girl back home." Mrs. Xie couldn't help urging.

Duke Ding Xie Heng paused, turned his head to meet the little girl's clear eyes, and said softly.

"I'll take you back."

"good!"

With a bright smile on the corner of Jiang Ningbao's mouth, she leaned towards Mrs. Xie slightly, raised her footsteps, and walked towards the carriage parked not far away. Following her movement, Chun Xi, who was holding an exquisite jewelry box, hurried over and helped the girl to go up carriage, and draw the curtains.

Cut off the line of sight of Xie Shizi and Yang Shuqing.

A personal guard in black brought Ding Guogong's mount over.

"Steward Zhao, the stick punishment must be carried out."

Dingguo Gong Xie Heng ordered Housekeeper Zhao in a low voice, and then bowed slightly to Mrs. Xie from a distance, then got on the horse, and he sat on the horse's back in a dark purple robe, pulling the reins, and a string of rosewood Buddhist beads was inadvertently exposed on his wrist, The warm sunlight shone on him, making him look even more handsome and majestic.

Jiang Ningbao lifted the curtain of the car, poked his head out to look at the handsome and extraordinary Duke Ding, waved to him with a bright smile, and then told the coachman that the carriage moved forward slowly.

Ding Guogong Xie Heng rode his horse and followed, followed by a small group of black-clothed personal guards who personally escorted him.

"Master, Miss Yang, please come into the house."

Steward Zhao looked at Fourth Miss Jiang's carriage and the back of the Grand Duke going away, then turned his gaze to look at Shizi Xie and others standing aside, and spoke respectfully.

Xie Jingyi nodded lightly, with a tall and slender figure, still cold and dignified, but his voice was extremely low.

"Steward Zhao, why is Fourth Miss Jiang here?"

Yang Shuqing next to her lowered her eyelids, and a trace of coldness flashed across her eyes instantly.

Housekeeper Zhao glanced at Mrs. Xie who was sitting in the sedan chair in front of her, and answered with a smile.

"It was invited by the old lady."

"Master, I want to tell you a piece of good news. Under the witness of the old lady, Miss Jiang and the Duke of the country have made a verbal marriage agreement. The official appointment will only be made in the next day. Please keep a distance from Miss Jiang in the future. Miss Jiang Si will be your elder, the future Duke and Madam."

As soon as Steward Zhao's words came out, it was like a spring thunder on the ground, exploding in Yang Shuqing's ears.

The future Mrs.

After being reborn, Jiang Ningbao's identity is still the Duke's wife.

Is Jiang Ningbao destined to be the wife of the country?

Yang Shuqing clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves, and a gloomy look flashed across her eyes. How could it be possible, how could Jiang Ningbao marry Duke Ding... She should be the future wife of the Duke.

The thought of Jiang Ningbao pressing on her head, making things difficult for her as a mother-in-law, taking revenge on her... I have to be respectful in front of her...

Yang Shuqing's face remained calm, but his heart shuddered again.

She can't sit still.

Yang Shuqing calmed down his chaotic thoughts, and smiled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Miss Jiang Si can marry Ding Guogong as she wished, it is really a happy thing."

"Miss Yang is right. The Grand Duke is finally able to marry a wife and have children. The old lady is very happy, and even specially raised the monthly money for the people in the house." Zhao Butler said with a smile.

He is really happy.

As long as Fourth Miss Jiang gave birth to the Duke's heir, Duke Ding's mansion would definitely be inherited by the Duke's legitimate son in the future and would not fall into the hands of outsiders.

The second wife of the Xie family has become somewhat rampant over the years.

Get married and have children...

Yang Shuqing was startled suddenly, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. If Jiang Ningbao really gave birth to an heir for the Duke, then... what about the son?

The only good thing is that no one knows that Duke Ding only has two years to live, as long as Jiang Ningbao can't conceive Duke Ding's heir within these two years... No, maybe there are more ruthless ways.

Prevent Jiang Ningbao from marrying into Dingguo's mansion.

After Yang Shuqing had a countermeasure, her whole body relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face.

Butler Zhao took a deep look at her.

Xie Jingyi froze all over, her thin lips pursed into a line.

Maybe he had a premonition in his heart when he saw his ex-fiancee Qiao Shengsheng standing beside his adoptive father, and now that the premonition has come true, Mr. Xie is not surprised.

He couldn't help but recall that a few days ago, his ex-fiancée made shocking remarks in public at the gate of the government office.

"I think the current fiancé's mother is more suitable."

Now, she really wants to marry his adoptive father and be his... elder. For some reason, Xie Jingyi, who is simply a generation shorter, has complicated and difficult feelings in his heart.

"I see."

After Xie Shizi finished speaking lightly, he turned his head to look at his fiancée Yang Shuqing. Yang Shuqing showed him a bright and generous smile, and walked into Dingguo Palace with him.

Butler Zhao followed with a smile.

The red lacquered gate of the Dingguo Mansion shut shut with a bang.

Yang Shuqing glanced back at the closed red lacquered door, then at Mrs. Xie who was being carried in front of her, took a deep breath, and decided to intercede while the Duke was not in the mansion.

Today is the day when she and Shizi Xie get engaged, so there must be no blood.

Even if it's a day off.

...

This time when he returned home, Duke Dingguo Xie Heng saw him off, Jiang Ningbao played a little tricky, instead of taking a shortcut, he deliberately asked the coachman to take a detour.

"Girl, is it really okay for us to go around such a big circle? Will it be too obvious?" On the carriage, Chun Xi asked anxiously, thinking that the girl took a special route to pass through the bustling capital in order to delay the time to return home. The way of the street made her heart tremble.

Ding Guogong will definitely see it.

Jiang Ningbao chuckled, raised her hand and brushed her hair, "Chunxi, what are you worried about?"

Chunxi was about to cry.

"Girl, can this servant not be worried, in case the Duke is angry..."

Jiang Ningbao chuckled.

"Chunxi, don't worry, the Duke won't be angry. He must have seen my intention to swear an oath of sovereignty a long time ago, and he may be secretly happy in his heart."

Oath of Sovereignty...

Ding Guogong Xie Heng, who was relatively close to the carriage, happened to hear the words of the master and servant in the carriage, and there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes.

stealthily...

The corners of the mouths of the black-clothed bodyguards guarding the carriage twitched. Are you sure Miss Jiang Si is referring to their icy master?

At this time, the taverns and teahouses were bustling, and most of them were talking about the matter of Duke Dingguo's visit to Anyuanhou's Mansion to propose marriage, and once again sympathized with Miss Jiang Si.

At this time, someone saw that Duke Ding Xie Heng, who was exuding a fierce aura and made people shy away from him, led his personal guards in black to escort an ordinary carriage. They exclaimed excitedly and stopped talking, curious Who is in this carriage.

Jiang Ningbao took advantage of the largest crowd of onlookers on the street, deliberately half opened the car curtain, revealing half of a delicate and soft face, the most eye-catching thing was the arm that lifted the curtain.

A ruby ​​bracelet was worn on her fair and delicate wrist, and under the sunlight, there was a faint red light.

"It's a lady."

The sharp-eyed person saw this scene and immediately exclaimed. Ding Guogong personally escorted a noble lady. Who is this noble lady? All the restaurants and teahouses on the street were blown up.

Who doesn't know that Ding Guogong is a murderous weapon in human form, a poisonous son-in-law that women avoid.

Now they saw Ding Guogong personally escorting a noble lady. Everyone no longer bothered to gossip about Shizi Xie and Miss Yang. They all stretched their necks and rubbed their eyes, trying to see who the noble lady in the carriage was. who.

Someone quietly followed behind to watch the excitement.

Dingguo Gong Xie Heng, who was watched by so many people from a distance, did not show any fluctuation in his handsome and cold face, only when he thought of the oath of sovereignty that the little girl just said, there was a slight ripple.

Swagger all the way through the city.

More and more people followed behind.

Until the carriage escorted by the black-clothed guards stopped at the gate of Changningbo Mansion, the people behind were stunned, too shocked to speak for a long time, who could tell them that the identity of this noble lady turned out to be the young lady of Changningbo Mansion...

They all thought of Miss Jiang Si at the same time.

This is really breaking news.

When the gatekeepers of Changning Bo's mansion saw the familiar carriage, they were stunned and trembled. Duke Ding actually led the black-clothed personal guards to escort the fourth girl back to the mansion...

At this time, a pretty maid came down from the carriage, put down a small stool, and then a lake-blue Miaoman figure appeared, and with the help of the maid, stepped on the small stool and got out of the carriage.

The woman was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a lake blue embroidered white magnolia dress, standing pretty beside the carriage, slender and beautiful, with black hair and jade skin, and a charming demeanor.

"It's Miss Jiang Si!"

People who had seen Jiang Ningbao's appearance before exclaimed, and now everyone knew that the lady who was escorted back to the mansion by Ding Guogong was really Miss Jiang Si, and the crowd in the distance burst into an uproar.

"Miss Si, you're back." The gatekeeper of Changning Bo's Mansion had a winking look. The moment he saw Jiang Ningbao getting off the carriage, he quickly stepped forward respectfully and bowed to salute.

Jiang Ningbao nodded lightly, and looked back at the man in the dark purple robe on the horse not far away, with a sly look in his eyes, he took out the Buddhist scriptures from his cuffs and waved them, showing him a playful smile with a melodious voice.

"Master, thank you for the Buddhist scriptures, I like them very much."

"Also, today's lunch is delicious."

Duke Ding Xie Heng's eyebrows twitched.

He found that the little girl was courageous and also very cunning, and he had a subtle premonition in his heart that when his mother entered the palace to propose marriage, his peaceful days would be gone forever.

But he was looking forward to it strangely.

The black-clothed personal guards all stole a glance at the master's cold and handsome face, then looked at Miss Jiang Si's soft and bright smiling face, and thought to themselves, Miss Jiang Si really... really wish to tell the world how close she is to the Duke.

Chunxi's eyes widened slightly, she found that since the girl was retired by Xie Shizi, she seemed to have broken the shackles, and her whole person became lively, bright and bold.

I don't know if the third young master will be shocked when he sees such a girl when he comes back.

Chunxi actually prefers the girl's appearance in her heart.

Dingguo Gong Xie Heng found that the eyes of the people around him were fixed on the little girl, his sharp sword eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a huge sense of oppression suddenly poured out.

The onlookers were all frightened by the overwhelming sense of oppression and turned their eyes away. Their faces were pale, their legs were limp and trembling, and they wanted to run away.

very scary!

"It's not safe outside, go in first."

Dingguo Gong Xie Heng suppressed the evil spirit on his body, he could not feel any warmth in his deep and cold voice, but the frightened people around him could hear a trace of concern in his words.

"Thank you, Grandpa, for your concern, and thank you, Grandpa, for seeing me off all the way."

Jiang Ningbao's beautiful eyes were as bright as the stars, and she raised the Buddhist scriptures in her hand again, blessed her body with a smile, and turned to enter the house with small steps gracefully.

The guard at the gate has not yet come to his senses.

The fourth girl had already gone away with her maid Chunxi.

Duke Dingguo Xie Heng glanced at the little girl's slender back, and there was a wave in his eyes full of evil spirits. He turned his horse and left with his black-clothed guards expressionless. The driver of the carriage also flicked his whip and followed away. go.

The crowd outside hadn't dispersed yet, talking in twos and threes.

"Ding Guogong's aura is so terrifying, I'm so scared that I'm in a cold sweat."

"I was so scared that my legs went limp."

"What's going on here? Isn't today the day when Shizi Xie and Miss Yang are engaged? What is the meaning of Ding Guogong sending Miss Jiang Fourth Buddhist scriptures?"

"Love token?"

Everyone paused, and looked at the person who spoke in silence. The person shrank his neck, and took a step back in fear: "What do you see me doing?"

"I've never heard of anyone giving Buddhist scriptures as tokens of love."

"I haven't heard of it either."

"The Buddhist scriptures are not the point. Did you forget that Miss Jiang Si said that today's lunch is delicious. It seems that Miss Jiang Si is treated very well in Dingguo's mansion."

"Also, Fourth Miss Jiang doesn't seem to be afraid of Duke Ding, and Duke Ding seems to treat Miss Jiang differently. Does this mean that Fourth Miss Jiang is likely to marry Duke Ding?"

"Hearing what you said, I suddenly look forward to it."

"Haha, I'm also looking forward to it. The ex-fiancée becomes a adoptive mother, and she is a generation higher. I just want to see how Xie Shizi will react."

"If that's the case, wouldn't Fourth Miss Jiang and Miss Yang become mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?"

"Ha ha!"

"Now there's a good show to watch."

"I just want to know Xie Shizi's reaction."

"..."

The servants of Changning Bo's mansion just listened to the discussion of the crowd at the gate, and they were in a trance. If the fourth girl really married Ding Guogong, the mansion might change.

As Da Furen's servants, one of the two gatekeepers is a relative of Da Furen's confidant Nanny Yang, who is well informed and knows that Da Furen is going to talk about a marriage with the fourth girl, so they can't help but look at each other.

This is troublesome.

What happened at the gate of the mansion, Mrs. Jiang received the report immediately from her servants, she did not expect that the fourth girl who did not like her would have such good luck.

Mrs. Jiang picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, her eyes sparkling.

"Hongxing, call the fourth girl to come to the Shoujin Hall later."

Jiang Ningbao went back to her courtyard in a good mood, and didn't care about the eyes of the servants in the mansion at all. Unexpectedly, on the way, she met Hong Xing, the confidant of Mrs. Jiang who came to look for her. , the old lady wants to see you."

Jiang Ningbao's eyes flickered, and she nodded with a smile: "I'll go right away."

Following the maid Hong Xing to the Shoujin Hall, leaving Chunxi outside, Jiang Ningbao stepped into the hall alone, and saw Mrs. Jiang sitting upright in the high hall, the eldest lady Zhang sitting below, and three juicy maids beside her. Serve aside.

Jiang Ningbao moved forward in small steps, saluted with a smile on his face, "Granddaughter has met grandmother." Then he greeted Mrs. Zhang, who had a bad complexion.

The rules of etiquette make it impossible to make mistakes.

Mrs. Jiang looked deeply at the fourth girl who was smiling smilingly below. In the past, this granddaughter always looked soft and weak with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Every time the old lady saw her like this, she always felt disgusted and displeased.

Today's Si Yatou seems to be a piece of rough jade that has been carefully carved, blooming with her own brilliance, dazzling and dazzling. This temperament and charm of the whole body cannot be changed and cultivated overnight. It seems that Si Yatou has been hiding her clumsiness.

"Si girl, I heard that Ding Guogong escorted you back home, but is it true?" Mrs. Jiang took a sip of tea from the cup, staring sharply at Jiang Ningbao's face.

Jiang Ningbao smiled slightly, and replied unhurriedly: "If you go back to your grandmother, there is indeed such a thing."

"Fourth girl, why did Duke Ding escort you back home?" Mrs. Jiang's eyes immediately brightened, she put down the teacup in her hand, and continued to inquire.

Jiang Ningbao replied with a light smile: "Mrs. Xie told the Duke to send his granddaughter back to his home."

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, her eyes became more loving, and she shifted her gaze to the Buddhist scripture in her hand. After a pause, she heard a servant tell that Ding Guogong gave Si Yatou a Buddhist scripture. Could it be the one in her hand?

"Is this Buddhist scripture sent by Duke Dingguo?"

Jiang Ningbao glanced down at the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, rubbed them lightly, looked up at the old lady with black and white eyes, nodded and said: "Yes."

"Fourth girl, why did Ding Guogong give you Buddhist scriptures? Could it be that your remarks a few days ago annoyed Ding Guogong?" The uncle Zhang, who had never spoken, finally waited for the opportunity to speak out. She stared intently at Jiang Ningbao's hand. Buddhist scriptures, with a hint of aggressive tone.

Jiang Ningbao thought to himself, here we come.

The women in the backyard are best at making rafts out of Buddhist scriptures.

Mrs. Jiang's face sank slightly, obviously she also thought of sending Buddhist scriptures, whether there are other meanings in it that she doesn't know, in case of misinterpretation...it seems that she needs to ask carefully.

"Si girl, put aside the Buddhist scriptures first, and talk to grandma about the Dingguo Mansion first."

Jiang Ningbao took a look at his aunt, and calmly talked about himself from the time when he met Duke Ding who returned to the mansion at the gate of Duke Ding's mansion, and explained today's affairs clearly and unhurriedly.

At the same time, he concealed the matter of medicinal wine.

The entire flower hall was silent.

Surprise flashed in Mrs. Jiang's eyes, and her excited hands trembled slightly. Obviously, she didn't expect that this fourth girl could get close to Ding Guogong without being affected. This is an opportunity for Changning Bofu to rise.

"Si girl, can you really get close to Duke Ding?" Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but confirm again.

Jiang Ningbao nodded generously and admitted: "Yes."

This matter cannot be concealed, Mrs. Xie will go to Qingshui Temple tomorrow to choose an auspicious date, and after choosing an auspicious date, she will enter the palace to propose marriage, and it will probably only take a day or two.

Mrs. Zhang's face was gloomy, and she was gnashing her teeth with hatred in her heart. She didn't expect that there would be a day when she was wrong.

I thought it was a little sheep that had to be handled, but it turned out to be a tough bone.

Now he has climbed up to Duke Ding.

hateful!

Thinking that the rich dowry in Si Yatou's hand was about to fly away, Mrs. Zhang felt a little anxious in her heart, gritted her teeth secretly, it seemed that she couldn't wait any longer. She doesn't believe that a broken flower and a willow can marry into Dingguo's mansion.

"It turns out that this is a Buddhist scripture copied by Duke Ding himself. Fourth girl, can I show my aunt?" Mrs. Zhang took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked casually with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Jiang also became interested.

Jiang Ningbao raised his eyebrows. The Buddhist scriptures copied by Duke Dingguo had a hint of evil spirit, but not much. The strange thing is that the people around him didn't seem to feel the existence of evil spirit.

"Auntie, the Buddhist scriptures copied by Duke Ding are not for ordinary people to read." Jiang Ningbao shook her head pretending to be concerned. She will not wait to send the Buddhist scriptures copied by Duke Ding. One vents his anger.

Especially when there are other maidservants present.

Words are scary.

Even though she is not afraid of rumors, Jiang Ningbao would rather make a detour and make a point first.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but lower her face: "Fourth girl, what do you mean by that?"

Old Mrs. Jiang in the high hall couldn't help but frowned too, a flash of unswervingness flashed in her eyes, could it be that this granddaughter has the support of Duke Ding, her heart swelled.

"Auntie, this Buddhist scripture is different. It is stained with Duke Ding's evil spirit, so it is not suitable for you to read." Jiang Ningbao was embarrassed, and explained tactfully again, but when he saw the angry face of his uncle, he couldn't bear it. stop laughing.

"If you really want to see it, my niece will show it to you."

Mrs. Zhang sneered, the more Si Yatou said that, the more she didn't believe it, the more she wanted to read Buddhist scriptures. Originally, she just said it casually, but now Zhang felt that Si Yatou was provoking her.

You must read the Buddhist scriptures.

"Mother, look at how lied Si Yatou is. It's absurd that she is so angry with Duke Ding."

Mrs. Jiang nodded lightly, obviously thinking that Jiang Ningbao was lying.

"Si girl, if your aunt wants to read it, just show it to her. Isn't it just a Buddhist scripture, and it's not a rare item."

"Yes, grandmother."

Jiang Ningbao pursed her lips, sighed softly, and presented the Buddhist scriptures in her hand with a worried face. Seeing that the auntie couldn't wait to take it in her hand, Jiang Ningbao was afraid that she would not be able to help but laugh out loud. This auntie is really catching up Writings are dead.

What Jiang Ningbao can do, of course, is to help her.