Married To The Male Lead’s Father

Xiaoyu loves to eat cats. On the large carved bed in the inner room, Jiang Ningbao, who was sleeping, slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were beautiful, her appearance was delicate and flawless, her temperament was weak and pure, and she looked pitiful and pitiful.

"It's actually a book?"

Jiang Ningbao lifted up the thin quilt on her body and sat on the edge of the bed, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes flashed with shock and disbelief. After sitting quietly for a long time, she opened the gauze curtain and got out of bed wearing only a single dress, put on her embroidered shoes, and casually walked over to the bed. The hair at the waist is tied up with a hair tie.

At this time, the door creaked open, and a figure wearing crow-green armor appeared in the room softly. Seeing that the person in the inner room was awake, his voice was filled with surprise.

"Girl, are you awake?"

Jiang Ningbao glanced at the visitor, showed a faint smile, nodded slightly, stepped forward and took the toothbrush made of willow branches, dipped it in tooth powder made of medicinal materials and started gargling.

After rinsing his mouth, Jiang Ningbao started washing his face.

Looking at the delicate face reflected in the water in the copper basin, Jiang Ningbao was slightly startled. After watching it for more than ten years, she was still not used to this weak and beautiful face.

In her previous life, Jiang Ningbao had a bright appearance and a flamboyant temperament. Who would have thought that after the pregnancy, her appearance would go to the other extreme, turning into a frail beauty.

Even when she is angry, she looks like a beautiful woman.

This kind of appearance is most likely to attract men's pity and breed jealousy in women.

Jiang Ningbao sighed softly and stopped looking at his face reflected in the water. He washed his face skillfully and took the towel handed over by the maid to wipe it clean. The maid next to him showed a forced smile and whispered: "Girl, breakfast is your favorite." Eat shredded chicken porridge.”

After saying that, the maid lowered her head and quickly took out the shredded chicken porridge from the food box.

The shredded chicken porridge is very fragrant, and you can tell that the chef is very good at making porridge.

As the eldest daughter of the second eldest son of the Changning House, Jiang Ningbao has worn silk and satin and eaten delicacies from the mountains and seas, but that was before. Three years ago, when her parents went to the clan to worship their ancestors, they were robbers and fell into the cliff. Her life and death were unknown. Meal portions are decreasing day by day.

Especially in the past few days, breakfast has only been a bowl of porridge.

Fortunately, the porridge is still made by the chef in the house who is best at making porridge.

Thinking of the memory he received last night, Jiang Ningbao's mouth felt cold. He sat at the table and slowly drank the shredded chicken porridge. After finishing the bowl of shredded chicken porridge, it was already bright outside.

"Girl, today is the fifteenth day. You should go to the Shoujin Hall to pay your respects to the old lady." The maid glanced at the sky, cleared the table, and reminded in a low voice.

Jiang Ningbao nodded slightly when he heard the maid's reminder. The first and fifteenth day of every month were the days to go to the Shoujin Hall to pay respects to the old lady.

"Chunxi, go get that lake blue dress."

Jiang Ningbao put on a flying bun, put on a lake blue dress, and tied a delicate purse around her waist. The maid quickly took out several pieces of exquisite jewelry from the box and put them on the young lady.

The whole person looks delicate and beautiful.

"Let's go to Shoujin Hall."

The master and servant left the courtyard and walked through the corridor and garden. Groups of pretty maids in crow-green armor saluted Jiang Ningbao respectfully.

After Jiang Ningbao passed by, they started talking quietly.

"I heard that the fourth girl and the Crown Prince's marriage is pending."

"If the second master and the second young lady were still here, the fourth girl would not be reduced to this."

"Actually, the fourth girl's treatment is pretty good, but the portion of the meals has been reduced. The old lady is kind-hearted and has already given the second young lady's dowry to the fourth girl."

"After all, the four girls are the fiancées of the Crown Prince's son. The masters will not go too far. It's just that the rumors outside are too ridiculous. The crown prince should not break off the engagement for the legitimate daughter of Marquis Anyuan."

"It's hard to say. The fourth girl's status is not as good as that of the eldest daughter of Anyuan Hou Mansion. That eldest lady will definitely not be inferior to the fourth girl."

"That's true. Now everyone in the capital is staring at our uncle's house."

"..."

Jiang Ningbao didn't pay attention to the comments of the maids and walked all the way towards Shojin Hall. When she arrived at the door of the main room of Shojin Hall, she met Jiang Mingyao, the only fifth daughter of the big house who was not engaged.

Jiang Mingyao nodded slightly towards Jiang Ningbao with a cold voice.

"Fourth sister."

The fifth girl, Jiang Mingyao, is a beauty with delicate eyebrows and cool temperament. She is only one month younger than Jiang Ningbao. She is surrounded by a group of glamorous servants. There is no trace of pride or arrogance in her eyebrows.

"Fifth sister." Jiang Ningbao replied with a soft smile, looking delicate and timid, making people feel pitiful.

When two legitimate ladies met, one side had many maids and servants, shouting in front of them and the other side had only two lonely masters and servants.

This obvious differential treatment is deplorable.

Jiang Ningbao didn't care. She didn't like to be served by too many people. Since her parents had an accident three years ago, most of the servants in the house have moved on to other places.

The only person left by her side was Chunxi, the maid.

The little maid at the door raised the curtain and said respectfully: "You two girls, please come in."

Jiang Mingyao glanced at the timid and weak fourth sister, frowned almost imperceptibly, looked away, and waited for her to enter the house with a calm expression, then moved to follow her in.

Mrs. Jiang of Chang Ningbo has never been fond of concubines and concubines. The only ones who can go to Shojin Hall to pay respects are the legitimate granddaughters who have two wives. Except for the younger ones, all the legitimate children are studying in the academy or going to the government office on errands.

As early as a year ago, after Dafang's eldest daughter got married, the only people who came to Shoujin Hall to pay their respects were Jiang Ningbao and Jiang Mingyao, as well as the eldest lady in the mansion.

In the hall of the main house, sandalwood scent lingers.

Mrs. Jiang was sitting in the high hall, wearing a dark purple dress with scattered flowers. Her silver hair was meticulously combed back into a bun. She had a kind face. If it weren't for the flash of light in her eyes, anyone would think she was a kind-hearted person. old lady.

Next to her stood a dignified and elegant middle-aged beautiful woman with shrewd features. She was Zhang, the eldest lady of Changning House, Jiang Mingyao's mother.

Jiang Ningbao held up the hem of her skirt and slowly walked forward to curtsy to Mrs. Jiang who was sitting in the seat.

"Ningbao has met my grandmother, my uncle."

Jiang Mingyao also stepped forward to say hello with a cold expression.

"Mingyao to my grandmother, my mother's regards."

Mrs. Jiang looked at the two granddaughters with different temperaments below and smiled kindly. She especially valued Jiang Mingyao, the fifth girl in the eldest room.

Mrs. Jiang asked about Jiang Mingyao's current situation with a smile on her face, nodded with satisfaction, and then turned to Jiang Ningbao. Mrs. Jiang couldn't help frowning at this flawless and frail granddaughter.

She actually didn't like this granddaughter very much. Every time she saw Jiang Ningbao, the old lady would be reminded of the group of beautiful, weak and favored concubines in the old uncle's backyard when she was young.

But this granddaughter is lucky and has made a good marriage since she was a child.

She has brought a lot of benefits to the Changning House. Now that her marriage has changed, it is hard to say whether she can save it. Even if she can save it, the position of the head wife will probably be given to others. Mrs. Jiang looked at it with a complicated expression. Jiang Ningbao glanced at Jiang Ningbao, and it was rare for him to soften his heart and speak.

"Fourth girl, you don't need to pay attention to those random rumors outside. Grandma will definitely make the decision for you. No one can bully the girl of our uncle's house."

"What mother said is, fourth girl, please relax, your marriage will be fine." The eldest lady Zhang on the side couldn't help but comfort her.

If anyone in the family least expected anything to happen to Jiang Ningbao's marriage, it was the eldest lady.

The Changning House is a declining noble family with empty titles and no real power.

None of the men in the family hold high official positions.

In the early years, the eldest lady, the wife of the uncle's house, was neglected among a group of noble ladies. After Jiang Ningbao's fiancé was adopted and given to Duke Ding, the noble ladies who had ostracized and neglected her in the past began to make friends with her.

The eldest daughter even married into the Hou Mansion.

The eldest lady, who had enjoyed the sweetness, certainly did not want any changes in her niece's marriage, especially when her uncle was busy trying to find an official position for her legitimate second son.

In fact, the eldest lady, like Mrs. Jiang, did not like Jiang Ningbao, who looked delicate and weak, so she acquiesced to the servants to reduce the treatment of her second wife and legitimate daughter, but she would not go too far.

Mrs. Jiang also knew about this, but turned a blind eye.

The frosty Jiang Mingyao next to Jiang Ningbao rarely showed a look of pity. It was not a good thing for the fourth sister's marriage, which everyone envied, to be stared at by too many people.

Anyuanhou's Mansion was powerful, but Changning's Mansion declined.

Let’s see how Duke Dingguo decides.

In her opinion, the marriage between the fourth sister and the eldest son of Duke Dingguo might go wrong.

Jiang Ningbao smiled slightly and nodded meekly: "Thank you, grandma, aunt." Her lowered eyelids concealed a flash of coldness. She did not believe that Mrs. Jiang and her aunt would make the decision for her.

As soon as he woke up, he suddenly learned that he was a vicious female supporting character in a book. Jiang Ningbao had now recovered and naturally knew the follow-up development of the Peach Blossom Banquet. The Dingguo Palace would send someone to come to cancel the engagement, and wait until the old lady and the eldest lady knew about the Duke's Palace. With the attractive compensation given, he couldn't wait to help her cancel the marriage.

At this time, a maid outside reported.

"Old madam, eldest madam, Butler Zhao from Dingguo Palace wants to see you."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the main room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Jiang Mingyao glanced at the fourth sister beside her, a rare hint of worry appeared on her cold and pretty face.

Duke Dingguo's government is afraid that he has bad intentions.

Jiang Ningbao's heart suddenly moved. Thinking of the plot in the book, she secretly thought that it was a coincidence. It seemed that today was the day when Duke Dingguo came to cancel the engagement. She lowered her eyelids, and a dark light flashed under her eyes.

If it hadn't been for her experience in her previous life, Jiang Ningbao wouldn't have noticed the murderous aura that still lingered in the shrewd-looking housekeeper Zhao. She couldn't help but think of the male protagonist, Duke Dingguo, whose name she only heard but never saw. Xie Jingyi's adoptive father, everyone in the Dai Viet Dynasty knew about Duke Dinh.

He is also the person Jiang Ningbao admires the most.

Now he is only twenty-eight, but he is already the war god of Dai Viet Dynasty who makes his enemies frightened.

For such a man who defended his family and country with a strong heart, who would have thought that he would suffer from hidden injuries two years later and die suddenly in his thirties.

The male protagonist Xie Jingyi became the new Duke Dingguo.

Jiang Ningbao thought of the memory of the time traveler she received when she woke up. She gently touched the ruby ​​bracelet on her wrist, pursed her pink lips, and fell into deep thought.

"Old Madam, Zhao came here this time for the marriage between the Crown Prince and Miss Jiang Si." Butler Zhao is indeed a soldier. As soon as he arrived, he went straight to the point and explained the purpose of his visit straightforwardly.

As soon as these words came out, the hall fell silent for a moment.

Mrs. Jiang's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose from the bottom of her heart. She glanced at Jiang Ningbao, her granddaughter, and asked calmly, "What does Butler Zhao mean by this?"

Madam Zhang wrung the handkerchief, suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and asked with a smile: "Butler Zhao, my niece is already sixteen. I wonder when the prince will marry my niece?"

Jiang Ningbao withdrew her thoughts and looked at Butler Zhao calmly.

Butler Zhao frowned slightly when he thought of the prince's resolute attitude of canceling the engagement, sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but feel pity for the fourth lady of the Jiang family.