Married To The Male Lead’s Father

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Xiaoyu loves to eat cats “Yeah!”

Duke Ding Xie Heng nodded slightly, fixed his eyes on Jiang Ningbao's fair and rosy face, and motioned for her to go ahead. Unexpectedly, Jiang Ningbao smiled like a flower and invited her warmly: "Master, let's go together, I want to hear you talk about the battlefield. Son."

At this time, how could she not cultivate her feelings quickly? Duke Dingguo could not meet him at any time, so she had to seize such a good opportunity.

Reservedness is not suitable for Duke Dingguo.

Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo: "..."

The twenty-eight-year-old man who had never been with a little girl was a little at a loss, especially since this little girl was not afraid of him and looked at him with bright eyes, full of admiration and expectation.

This made Xie Heng, who had never dared to approach him, feel a strange feeling in his heart again.

"Okay!" He nodded mysteriously.

A gratified smile flashed across Butler Zhao's face. Miss Jiang Si was really powerful. The Duke, who never talked much with women, seemed to have a good impression of Miss Jiang Si.

Jiang Ningbao's eyes lit up when she heard Duke Dingguo agreed, and a touch of joy appeared on her delicate and fair face.

She turned back and walked quickly to Chun Xi. When Chun Xi was hesitant to speak, she took the small wine jar back into her arms, turned around and returned to Ding Guo Gong, who was full of evil spirits. She raised her little face and looked at Ding Guo. He had a handsome profile, a bright smile, and a hint of joy in his voice.

"My lord, let's go."

Duke Dingguo Xie Heng lowered his head and glanced at the pretty and delicate little girl next to him. The little girl had a faint fragrance on her body, which smelled quite good. Duke Dingguo's eyebrows moved and he said softly: "Yes!"

The smile on Jiang Ningbao's face became even brighter, and she walked side by side with Duke Ding.

The oppressive and evil aura on Duke Dingguo's body was so strong that ordinary men would not dare to get close to him, but the delicate and frail Jiang Ningbao adapted well. The strong masculine scent of Duke Dingguo lingered on the tip of her nose, and she listened to Duke Dingguo's deep and cold voice. His voice was dry as he talked about things on the battlefield, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Ningbao suddenly realized that Ding Guogong seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from her. The corners of his mouth curved with a sly smile. He held the small wine jar and pretended to be nonchalant and continued to approach him, walking side by side with him.

Duke Dingguo paused, then continued to distance himself without leaving any trace.

After repeated attempts, Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, could only let this stubborn little girl get so close to him, but secretly thought to himself that this little girl is really brave.

Jiang Ningbao snickered in her heart.

The tall and handsome Duke Dingguo made Jiang Ningbao very petite, but their auras were exceptionally harmonious.

One is full of evil aura, which is terrifying, while the other's aura is extremely clean, giving people a feeling of intertwined light and darkness, but they are not affected by each other.

How strange.

The group of black-clad guards behind them widened their eyes, as if they had seen something incredible.

But Butler Zhao's eyes were bright, as if he had seen the marriage scene between the Duke and Miss Jiang Si, and he couldn't help laughing happily.

Smiling but feeling sad.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time, but luckily it finally arrived.

Chunxi followed behind tremblingly, secretly admiring the girl for standing beside Duke Ding without changing her expression. She couldn't help but think of something the girl had said.

"Maybe Duke Dingguo and I are a match made in heaven."

Chunxi thought, maybe the girl could really marry Duke Ding and become his wife, which would make Prince Xie regret it. Thinking of this, Chunxi became happy.

I no longer feel that Duke Dingguo is scary.

But she still didn't dare to get too close. The girl was indeed ferocious, and she wasn't even afraid of someone as scary as Lord Dingguo.

Duke Dingguo's mansion occupies a huge area. When you walk through the rockery verandah, you will be greeted by the fragrance of flowers. Most of the servants in the mansion are soldiers and a small number of maids and women. When they see Duke Dingguo returning to the mansion, they all salute respectfully. Then he watched with dumbfounded eyes as the Duke of Guo talked with a paralyzed face to the delicate, delicate and unique woman next to him.

I don’t know which family that woman is from, but she is not afraid of the Duke.

Perhaps Dingguo's palace will soon welcome a mistress.

Thinking of this, these servants looked at Jiang Ningbao with a hint of respect.

Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, was keenly aware of the changes in the servants in the palace. He paused slightly and then walked side by side with the little girl expressionlessly.

Duke Dingguo's Mansion, Rongxi Hall

Sandalwood scented the hall, and except for Nanny Huang, all the maids and ladies were dismissed by the old lady.

The white-haired Mrs. Xie was sitting on a rosewood armchair with openwork Luan patterns. She was wearing an azure-colored Ruyi pattern skirt, her hair was combed meticulously, her eyes were bright and sharp, and she looked full of energy.

"Aren't you here yet?" Mrs. Xie stretched her neck from time to time to look towards the door and spoke anxiously.

Nanny Huang shook her head, brewed a pot of tea for the old lady, and said with a smile: "Old madam, the Duke and Miss Jiang met at the door of the house and are coming together."

"According to Xie Qi, the Duke also told Miss Jiang Si about the battlefield."

Mrs. Xie was so excited when she heard this that she couldn't help but reveal the secret that had been hidden for more than twenty years: "It seems that this little girl from the Jiang family is really my son's destined one."

The holy monk said that only those who are destined are not affected by the evil spirit in Aheng.

Aunt Huang's eyes widened and she was completely confused.

"The Destined One?"

"After Aheng was born, the holy monk of Qingshui Temple secretly sent a letter stating that Aheng was too evil and would not live past his thirties, but there was a glimmer of hope. As long as he met the destined person, he would be rich and have children and grandchildren."

"It's a pity that the holy monk went on a trip ten years ago and has not returned yet. I am not sure whether the little girl from the Jiang family is my son's destined one. A few days ago, I went to Qingshui Temple to ask an eminent monk to approve the horoscope of the little girl from the Jiang family. The eminent monk He said that the little girl from the Jiang family has a very special horoscope and is very similar to my son."

Mrs. Xie cried with joy. This secret had been buried in her heart for too long. Seeing that her son only had two years to live, Mrs. Xie became more and more desperate.

Now, finally, peace has finally come, and the clouds have cleared and the sun has finally emerged.

Aunt Huang suddenly realized.

No wonder the old lady attaches so much importance to Miss Jiang Si. In the past, women without special destiny wanted to marry the Duke of Guo, but as soon as they got close to the Duke of Guo, their faces turned pale and they almost fainted. One of them persisted for seven days. The noble girl ended up bedridden and almost died.

The old lady's face became more and more serious, even faintly desperate.

Later, she suddenly had to adopt an older grandson from the clan to the name of the Duke of Guo. Nanny Huang was very puzzled at the time. Now she finally understands the reason why the old lady did this.

The old lady didn't want the prince to desperately get the hereditary title and have no heir, but the royal family would take it back.

At the same time, the heir to the Duke's Mansion cannot be too young, so he chose the eldest son of the second wife of the Xie family, who was extremely intelligent and good-looking.

The old lady must still be holding on to a glimmer of hope as she has not invited Feng Shizi all this time. The holy monk said there is a glimmer of hope, and the old lady is just waiting for that glimmer of hope.

Now the wait is finally here.

Aunt Huang was happy for the old lady.

"Congratulations to the old lady. Your Majesty will live a long life and be filled with children and grandchildren."

"Yes, the only regret is that I am not in good health and I don't know if I will have the opportunity to see my direct grandson grow up." Mrs. Xie was happy, but she couldn't help but say a little greedy.

The lobby was quiet.

Aunt Huang didn't know how to comfort the old lady, so she could only change the subject silently and tell old lady Xie some happy things. After a cup of tea, old lady Xie had already put her mood in order.

At this time, a woman made a report at the entrance of the lobby.

"Old madam, the Duke and Miss Jiang Si are here."

As soon as the mother-in-law finished speaking, Mrs. Xie sat up straight, straightened her clothes nervously, and stared longingly at the door of the lobby. There was worry, sadness, longing, and more about what she was about to see in her eyes. The joy of having a son.

After listening to Xie Qi’s words, Ah Heng’s evil aura became even stronger.

While Mrs. Xie was thinking wildly, Jiang Ningbao walked into Rongxi Hall with Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, holding an exquisite small wine jar. Chunxi and Butler Zhao stayed outside and did not go in.

The man is tall and handsome, the woman is delicate and beautiful.

They look like a perfect couple.

Mrs. Xie's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw the two people who came in together, especially when she saw the little girl in a lake blue dress standing with her son, showing a happy smile.

After Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, entered the middle of the hall, he stopped walking and did not go forward. He looked at Mrs. Buddha beads bracelet, try your best to contain the evil spirits on your body.

Especially the strong evil spirit contained in his eyes.

Xie Heng did not dare to get close to his mother, for fear that the evil spirit in his body would make her mother uncomfortable.

Mrs. Xie is getting older. She was severely injured when she gave birth to Xie Heng and has been suffering from illness. She looks much older than other ladies of the same age.

"Mother!" Xie Heng, Duke of Dingguo, moved his thin lips, took a deep look at Mrs. Xie, lowered his eyelids, and spoke out two words with difficulty.

When Mrs. Xie saw her son so far away from her, she lowered her head and did not dare to look at her. Knowing that her son was afraid of hurting her, she felt sour in her heart. She looked at her son greedily with faint tears.