Married To The Male Lead’s Father

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Duke Xie Heng of Dingguo, a cold and innocent man, no matter how firm his mind was, repeatedly told himself that he agreed to marry the little girl out of responsibility, but when he thought that the little girl next to him would one day become his little wife, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. There was a strange ripple.

The two walked side by side, breathing in harmony.

The men are handsome and tall, while the women are petite and beautiful. The two extremes of masculine and cold temperament and soft and gentle temperament are vividly displayed in them.

The servants in the mansion glanced at the future mistress of the Duke's mansion from a distance, with joy and respect in their eyes. Only the servant who thanked the prince loyally felt complicated.

In fact, Miss Jiang Si is really good, gentle, beautiful, and has a unique temperament.

I don’t know why the prince broke off the engagement.

Maybe the eldest lady of Anyuanhou Mansion is more attractive?

"My lord, what do you like to do in your free time?" Jiang Ningbao asked softly with a smile on her lips, inferring about the lord's living habits and hobbies.

"Copy Buddhist scriptures?"

Duke Dingguo Xie Heng paused for a moment, then hesitated and replied, his voice as cold and low as ever.

Jiang Ningbao was stunned. She didn’t expect that Duke Dingguo’s leisure time was copying Buddhist scriptures. Then he thought about it and realized that in addition to suppressing the evil spirits by using the Buddhist beads, chanting sutras or copying Buddhist scriptures also had the effect of calming the mind and stabilizing the evil spirits.

Her eyes fell on the rosewood Buddha bead bracelet on Duke Ding's wrist, and in her mind she unconsciously pictured Duke Ding, who was filled with evil aura, sitting upright at the desk with a handsome face as cold as a knife. A scene of serious and pious copying of Buddhist scriptures at the table.

Jiang Ningbao's heart was shaken, and his heart was beating wildly as if he had been hit by something.

Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, keenly sensed the strangeness of the little girl. He stopped and stared at her sideways, with a hint of concern in his low and cold voice.

"you're uncomfortable?"

Jiang Ningbao blushed. She was thinking wildly in front of the Duke and shook her head quickly.

"I'm fine. Lord Guo, can you give me a copy of the Buddhist scriptures you copied?" After saying that, Jiang Ningbao looked directly at Duke Ding with a pair of beautiful eyes, full of expectation.

A flash of hesitation flashed across the eyes of Duke Ding Xie Heng. The Buddhist scriptures he usually copied were all stained with evil spirits, but when he thought that the little girl was not affected by evil spirits, he nodded, "Okay."

After saying this, he summoned the black-clothed guards who were following him and gave instructions. The black-clothed guards left quietly. Less than a tea time, the black-clothed guards came back and brought a copy of "Dingguo Gong" handwritten by Ding Guo Gong himself. Diamond Sutra".

When Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, saw that this "Diamond Sutra" was actually a Buddhist sutra that he had copied five years ago, he was slightly startled and then handed it to the little girl next to him.

"The Buddhist scriptures you want."

Jiang Ningbao raised the corners of her mouth, took the Buddhist scripture from his hand, opened it expectantly, and was stunned.

The words in the Buddhist scriptures are strong and powerful, penetrating the back of the paper, sharp and sharp, conveying indomitable momentum and soaring evil spirit.

Words are like people.

Jiang Ningbao was amazed by Duke Dingguo's vigorous and powerful calligraphy.

But this is a Buddhist scripture. If the Buddhist scriptures are copied so that they are filled with evil spirits, there will probably be no one except Duke Dingguo.

Jiang Ningbao sighed silently in his heart.

If it were anyone else, he would definitely be misunderstood and blasphemed against the Buddha, but Dingguo Gong was an exception. It was not his original intention to copy Buddhist scriptures that were stained with evil spirits.

Maybe copying Buddhist scriptures can really resolve his evil spirit.

The Buddha is compassionate and saves all living beings.

Seeing the little girl open the Buddhist scriptures on the spot, Duke Ding, who had always been as steady as a rock, couldn't help but fixate his eyes on her beautiful side face, and a trace of nervousness appeared in his heart.

This is unprecedented.

Duke Dingguo was shocked.

Jiang Ningbao closed the "Diamond Sutra" as if nothing had happened, and decided to store the Buddhist sutra in a box after going back. She smiled at Duke Dingguo: "The Buddhist sutra is very good, I like it very much."

Duke Dingguo Xie Heng has regained his composure, as if the nervousness just now was an illusion, and said quietly: "Yes."

"I'm good at making wine. I've brewed a lot in the past few years. I'll give you a few jars tomorrow. As a courtesy, I can't refuse." Jiang Ningbao looked at Duke Ding with a smile, raised the Buddhist scripture in his hand, and said in a light tone.

"good."

Duke Xie Heng of Dingguo hesitated and nodded.

Jiang Ningbao was so happy that she deliberately played a little trick, starting with delivering wine, and quietly invaded his life to make Ding Guogong get used to her presence.

"My lord, are the notes you usually write also stained with evil spirits?" Jiang Ningbao asked curiously.

"No, Buddhist scriptures are an exception."

Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, paused and said softly.

When copying Buddhist scriptures, he would not suppress the evil spirits in his body, so the words in the Buddhist scriptures would be stained with strong evil spirits. The "Diamond Sutra" he gave to the little girl was copied by him five years ago, and the evil spirits have dissipated a lot.

But others still can't read it at close range.

Women, in particular, are easily invaded by the evil spirits written between the lines of Buddhist scriptures.

"I see, Duke Guo, what else do you do besides copying Buddhist scriptures?" Jiang Ningbao put the Buddhist scriptures into his sleeves and continued to inquire about his living habits with great interest.

"Practice martial arts."

Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, walked forward steadily and replied quietly.

Jiang Ningbao's eyes lit up: "Can I develop internal strength?" In the end of the world, she had no powers and practiced ancient martial arts techniques published by major bases.

It's a pity that after the pregnancy in this life, her parents pampered her, and there were more than a dozen maids and women serving around her. She couldn't practice martial arts secretly, so she could only brew her own medicinal wine to polish her foundation. Despite her soft and frail appearance, she could become weak in the wind. The way she fell down, she could actually knock down seven or eight strong men with her bare hands.

If she hadn't frightened her parents when her hands were itchy when she was seven years old, she whipped down a big tree with her whip, and her mother Yang wouldn't have stared at her to learn the etiquette of ladies.

Jiang Ningbao felt sad.

"You can do it if you have excellent qualifications."

Duke Dingguo replied quietly.

Jiang Ningbao secretly thought that all the generals in the Dai Viet Dynasty would practice martial arts. According to the Duke, not everyone can cultivate internal strength. This is the same as the ancient martial arts she knew. After pondering for a moment, Jiang Ningbao asked tentatively: "Master Guo , do you think it’s good for women to practice martial arts?”

In ancient times, most men wanted their wives to be chaste, quiet, virtuous, and their concubines to be gentle and carefree.

But there are also many female generals.

In fact, Jiang Ningbao does not want to be a well-behaved lady raised in a boudoir. She prefers a life of wearing bright clothes and angry horses and living as she pleases. However, her mother-in-law, Mrs. Yang, who comes from a scholarly family, wants her to be a gentle, virtuous and noble lady. , after getting married, she became the wife of the crown prince praised by everyone.

Duke Dingguo stopped and stared at her beautiful face quietly.

"You want to practice martial arts?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Ningbao's eyes. Unexpectedly, Ding Guogong thought that she wanted to practice martial arts. She immediately hit the snake and followed it with the stick, her pink lips curling up slightly.

"May I?"

Duke Xie Heng of Dingguo's eyes stayed on her pretty face for a moment. He remembered what the little girl said about the young prince of Rui Prince blocking people in the street, and nodded: "Okay."

The little girl has good looks and the ability to protect herself if she encounters danger.

"My lord, please give me your advice in the future."

Jiang Ningbao smiled slyly. She was indeed smart and created a good opportunity for herself to cultivate feelings.

Duke Ding thanked him and nodded.

"My lord, I have had the ability since I was a child. The wine produced using ordinary wine-making recipes is very magical. You must remember to keep this secret for me." Jiang Ningbao lowered his voice and spoke softly.

Today, I sent a jar of medicinal wine to Mrs. Xie, and Jiang Ningbao was ready to be exposed.

"good."

Duke Dingguo Xie Heng's pupils shrank, a hint of obvious emotion flashed across his evil-filled eyes, and the cold and hard lines on his face softened unconsciously.

"I also make the flower wine in Jinjiang Teahouse, but these flower wines are all added with water, so the effect is not amazing and cannot be compared with the sky-high price wine from Shangyun Winery."

Jiang Ningbao said with a smile.

"I know." Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, said quietly.

Jiang Ningbao: "..."

The two of them continued to walk forward side by side. Perhaps because of the evil spirit lingering on Duke Dingguo, all the servants stayed away. Only Jiang Ningbao spoke to Duke Dingguo with a smile like a flower.

The servants of Duke Dingguo looked at Jiang Ningbao with admiration in their eyes.

No wonder the old lady said that Miss Jiang Si would be the future mistress of the Duke's Mansion. Only Miss Jiang Si could approach Duke Ding so easily.

So Miss Jiang Si is special.

Chunxi held a delicate box in her hands and followed at a distance, not daring to get too close. When she got close, she felt like a drowning fish, suffocating and uncomfortable.

Butler Zhao on the side took a look at Chun Xi's pale face and smiled: "If you feel uncomfortable, we can stay farther away. The Duke of Guo will not care."

Chunxi blushed in embarrassment.

"Thank you, Butler Zhao."

Butler Zhao deliberately slowed down his pace and moved further away from Duke Ding. Chunxi finally looked much better.

No matter how long the journey was, it was time to come to an end. Jiang Ningbao looked at the nearby gate and sighed silently in her heart. When she got on the carriage, she would not be able to have such a close conversation with Duke Ding.

Perhaps Jiang Ningbao's resentment was too great. When she and Dingguo Duke Xie Heng stepped out of the gate, Xie Shizi, who went to Anyuan Hou Mansion to propose marriage, happened to come back at this time.