There was silence at the gate of Duke Dingguo's mansion.
The guards in black who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop admired this weak and beautiful Miss Jiang Si. Some people thought of the rumors that had been raging recently, and their eyes were slightly excited.
Maybe the spring of Grandpa Guo has come.
Chunxi in the back shivered holding the delicate wine jar, her legs trembled, Duke Ding was so scary, she felt extremely uncomfortable standing so far away, the girl was getting tougher and tougher, she dared to rely on Duke Ding to do so Nearly, she wanted to cry.
"Grandpa, Miss Jiang Si, please come into the house, don't keep the old lady waiting." Butler Zhao didn't want to make a sound at this time, but he was afraid that the old lady would be impatient, so he could only remind her.
"Um!"
Duke Ding Xie Heng nodded slightly, fixed his eyes on Jiang Ningbao's fair and ruddy face, and motioned for her to go first, but Jiang Ningbao smiled like a flower and invited him warmly: "Master, let's go together, I want to hear you talk about the battlefield Son."
At this time, if you don't hurry up to cultivate your relationship, how can you do it? Duke Ding can't meet him anytime, so she has to seize such a good opportunity.
Restraint is not suitable for Ding Guogong.
Duke Ding Xie Heng: "..."
The twenty-eight-year-old man who had never been with a little girl was a little at a loss, especially 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 get close to him, feel a strange feeling in his heart again.
"Okay!" He nodded mysteriously.
A gratified smile flashed across Zhao Butler's face, Miss Jiang Si was really good, and the Duke, who never talked much with women, seemed to have a good impression of Miss Jiang Si.
When Jiang Ningbao heard that Duke Ding agreed, his eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on his delicate and fair face.
She turned her head and walked quickly to Chunxi. With Chunxi's expression of hesitation, she hugged the small wine jar back to her arms, turned around and returned to Dingguo Gong who was full of evil spirits, raised her small face, and looked at Dingguo. The male had a handsome side face, a bright smile, and a tinge of joy in his voice.
"My lord, let's go."
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng glanced down at the delicate and delicate girl beside him. The little girl had a faint fragrance, which smelled quite good. Dingguo Gong twitched his brows, and said softly: "En!"
The smile on Jiang Ningbao's face was even brighter, and he deliberately walked side by side with Duke Ding.
The sense of oppression and evil spirit on Ding Guogong is so strong that ordinary men dare not get close to him, but the delicate and weak Jiang Ningbao adapts well, the strong masculine breath of Ding Guogong lingers on the tip of his nose, listening to Ding Guogong's deep and cold voice The voice dryly talked about things on the battlefield, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
After walking a few steps, Jiang Ningbao suddenly noticed that Ding Guogong seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from her, the corners of his mouth were bent, and a sly smile appeared, and he continued to approach him with the small wine jar pretending to be nonchalant, and walked side by side with him.
Dingguo paused, and continued to distance himself without a trace.
After several times, Dingguo Gong Xie Heng could only let this stubborn little girl approach him like this, but secretly thought in his heart, this little girl is really daring.
Jiang Ningbao snickered in her heart.
The tall and handsome Duke Ding makes Jiang Ningbao very petite, but the aura of the two is extremely harmonious.
One is full of evil spirits, making people fearful and daunting, while the other breath is extremely clean, giving people a feeling that light and darkness are intertwined, but they are not affected by each other.
It's weird.
The group of black-clothed personal guards behind them widened their eyes, as if they had seen something incredible.
But Butler Zhao's eyes lit up, as if seeing the scene of the marriage between the Duke and Miss Jiang Si, he couldn't help laughing happily.
Smiling and laughing but feel sad.
He waited a lot for this day, but luckily it finally arrived.
Chunxi tremblingly followed behind, secretly admiring the girl standing next to Ding Guogong without changing her face, she couldn't help but think of a sentence the girl said once.
"Maybe Duke Ding and I are a match made in heaven."
Chunxi thought, maybe the girl can really marry Duke Ding and become the wife of Duke Ding, which would make Mr. Xie too late to regret. Thinking of this, Chunxi became happy.
He no longer felt that Duke Ding was scary.
But she still didn't dare to get too close, the girl was really cruel, she wasn't even afraid of such a scary person as Duke Ding.
Duke Dingguo's mansion occupies a huge area. Walking through the corridors of the rockery, the fragrance of flowers is full of fragrance all the way. Most of the servants in the mansion are soldiers and a small number of maids and wives. Seeing Duke Dingguo returning to the mansion, they all saluted respectfully. Then he was dumbfounded to see the Grandpa with a paralyzed face talking to the delicate and delicate woman with a unique temperament.
I don't know which noble daughter that woman is, but she is not afraid of the Duke.
Maybe Duke Dingguo's mansion will welcome a hostess soon.
Thinking about it this way, these servants looked at Jiang Ningbao with a hint of respect in their eyes.
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng was keenly aware of the changes in the servants in the mansion, he paused slightly, and walked side by side with the little girl expressionlessly.
Dingguo Mansion, Rongxi Hall
Sandalwood incense was wafting in the hall, except for Huang Nai, all the maidservants and women were waved away by the old lady.
The white-haired old Mrs. Xie was sitting on a rosewood openwork Luan pattern armchair. She was wearing a stone blue Ruyi pattern skirt, her hair was combed meticulously, her eyes were bright and sharp, and she looked full of energy.
"Haven't you arrived yet?" Mrs. Xie asked anxiously as she craned her neck to look towards the gate from time to time.
Huang Momo shook her head, brewed a pot of tea for the old lady, and said with a smile: "Old lady, the Duke and Miss Jiang Si met at the gate of the mansion, and they are coming here together."
"According to Xie Qi, the Duke also told Miss Jiang Si about the battlefield."
Mrs. Xie was excited when she heard the words, and couldn't help revealing the secret that had been hidden for more than 20 years: "It seems that this little girl from the Jiang family is really my son's destiny."
The holy monk said that only those who are destined will not be affected by Ah Heng's evil spirit.
Grandma Huang's eyes widened, she was completely dumbfounded.
"The destined person?"
"After A-Heng was born, the holy monk of Qingshui Temple secretly sent a piece of paper asserting that A-Heng's evil spirit was too strong and he would not survive his 30th year, but there was a glimmer of hope. As long as he met the one he was destined for, he would be blessed with both wealth and grandchildren."
"It's a pity that the holy monk went on a tour ten years ago and hasn't returned yet. I'm not sure whether the young girl of the Jiang family is my son's destiny. A few days ago, I went to Qingshui Temple to ask the eminent monk to approve the little girl's horoscope. The eminent monk Said, the little girl of the Jiang family has a very special horoscope and is very compatible with my son."
Mrs. Xie wept with joy. This secret had been buried in her heart for too long, too long. Seeing that her son only had two years to live, Mrs. Xie became even more desperate.
Now it is finally possible to see the sun behind the clouds.
Grandma Huang suddenly realized.
No wonder the old lady attaches so much importance to Miss Jiang Si. In the past, women without special fate wanted to marry the Duke, but as long as they got close to the Duke, their faces turned pale, and they almost fainted. There was one who persisted for seven days. The noble girl was finally bedridden and almost died.
The old lady's face became more and more serious, even faintly desperate.
Later, she suddenly wanted to adopt a rather old adopted grandson from the clan to the name of the Grand Duke. Huang Momo was very puzzled at the time, but now she finally understands the reason why the old lady did this.
The old lady didn't want the Duke of the country to desperately obtain the hereditary title without an heir and be taken back by the royal family.
At the same time, the heir of the Duke's Mansion should not be too young, that's why 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 hold a glimmer of hope in not inviting the crown prince all the time. The holy monk said that there is a glimmer of life, and the old lady is waiting for that glimmer of life.
Now it's finally here.
Nanny Huang was happy for the old lady.
"Congratulations to the old lady, the Duke of the country will live a long life in the future, and the house will be full of children and grandchildren."
"Yes, the only regret is that I am not in good health, so I don't know if I will have the opportunity to see my grandson grow up." Mrs. Xie couldn't help saying greedily while she was happy.
There was silence in the lobby.
Huang Momo didn't know how to comfort the old lady, so she could only change the topic silently and tell old lady Xie some happy things. During the time of a cup of tea, old lady Xie had already calmed down.
At this time, a woman told at the entrance of the lobby.
"Madam, the Duke and Miss Jiang Si have arrived."
As soon as the mother-in-law finished speaking, Madam Xie sat up straight, tidied her clothes nervously, and stared at the entrance of the lobby eagerly, with worries, sadness, longing, and more about seeing her soon to the joy of the son.
Hearing from Xie Qi, the evil spirit on Ah Heng's body became heavier.
While Mrs. Xie was thinking wildly, Jiang Ningbao walked into the Rongxi Hall with Dingguo Gong Xie Heng holding the exquisite small wine jar. Chunxi and Zhao Butler stayed outside and did not go in.
The male is tall and handsome, while the female is delicate and beautiful.
It looks like a pair of lovers.
Mrs. Xie's eyes lit up suddenly 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 Ding Guogong Xie Heng entered the middle of the hall, he stopped and did not move forward. Looking at the graying old lady Xie from a distance, he felt uncomfortable for a while. He unconsciously touched the hair on his wrist. Buddha bead bracelets, trying to restrain the evil spirit on his body.
Especially the strong evil spirit contained in the eyes.
Xie Heng didn't dare to get close to his mother, for fear that the evil spirit on his body would make her uncomfortable.
Mrs. Xie is getting old, she was seriously injured when Xie Heng was born, and she has been suffering from illnesses all the time, she looks much older than the noble lady of the same age.
"Mother!" Dingguo Gong Xie Heng's thin lips moved, he took a deep look at Mrs. Xie, lowered his eyelids, and uttered two words with difficulty.
Seeing her son so far away from her, Mrs. Xie lowered her head and did not dare to look at her, knowing that her son was afraid of hurting her, her heart was sour, her eyes greedily looked at her son, with tears flickering faintly.
How can a mother be afraid of her son.
"Heng, you... How are you doing recently?"
Xie Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to laugh, but found that he couldn't, so he replied dryly: "My son is fine, and mother is worried."
"As long as you live well, mother will be happy." Seeing her son like this, Mrs. Xie squeezed out a happy smile even though she felt uncomfortable.
Xie Qi sent back news about Ah Heng's situation from time to time, Mrs. Xie knew everything about it, and also understood the reason why her son did not dare to return home.
I dare not even go back to my own home.
Old Mrs. Xie's eyes were weeping, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and finally she couldn't help crying, and Madam Huang hurriedly comforted her in a low voice.
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng saw his mother's tears and wanted to go over to comfort her, but when he thought of his own situation, he clenched his fists tightly and pressed his thin lips into a line, so he refused to go up.
Jiang Ningbao watched this scene quietly, feeling sour in his heart.
It turns out that Duke Ding also has such a fragile side.