Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Jiang Ningbao was a little anxious. Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration. She forgot all the love poems about love poems, and she took a pen to write quickly on the letterhead.
Most of the ancients like to be subtle and euphemistic, but this letter is simple and straightforward, a little... a little bold, Jiang Ningbao wrote it in one go, without any feeling, when she read it quietly in her heart, she suddenly felt flushed, and a gust of heat rushed to her cheeks, It was scalding hot, burning badly.
"It just feels a little hot on the face."
Jiang Ningbao couldn't help touching her hot cheeks, and muttered in a low voice, a blush appeared on her delicate and soft face, which was so soft and charming that one couldn't help feeling affectionate.
She and Ding Guogong had a marriage bestowed by the Holy Majesty, and there was no need to be taboo about exchanging letters, and it could also promote emotional exchanges between unmarried men and women. Therefore, engaged men and women like to give each other personal accessories or purses and sachets.
Jiang Ningbao likes to communicate on paper, and he can boldly let go of himself. Some provocative love words that he can't say to Duke Ding and feel ashamed can be easily written on paper.
After thinking about it, Jiang Ningbao drew a heart on the letter paper again. The handwriting on the letter paper is delicate and beautiful, which is worthy of her ten years of hard training in this era.
Jiang Ningbao racked her brains to write letters for a purpose. She wanted the Duke's reply, and she also liked this kind of private communication on paper, and then kept the letterheads between the two of them, so that when she got old, she could take them out for memories.
The only tangled thing is self-proclaimed, if you use 'I' directly, it feels a bit dry, and finally after much deliberation, you decide to use 'Nong', most of the women in the Dai Viet dynasty would call themselves Nong's family.
Jiang Ningbao thinks calling himself 'Nong' sounds very charming.
There is a kind of meaning of you and me.
The sky outside the window darkened, and candles were already lit inside the house.
Jiang Ningbao quickly dried up the ink on the letterhead, folded it carefully and put it into a delicate purse to attract Chunxi, handed the purse to her, coughed lightly, ignored her beating heart, and pretended to speak calmly.
"Chun Xi, send someone to deliver this purse to Duke Ding's mansion and give it to the Duke. Remember to give it to the Duke."
"Okay, girl."
Chunxi responded respectfully, but she was wondering what the girl wrote, not only mysteriously, but also smiling so happily, she put away her purse and went out of the house, and quickly found a young girl who was quick and steady outside. I went to the Duke's mansion to deliver the letter.
As night fell, Dingguo's mansion was hung with lanterns. Housekeeper Zhao came to the main courtyard where Dingguo lived with a smile, and handed a beautiful and delicate purse to the black-clothed personal guard.
"Xie Qi, this is a purse from Miss Jiang Si, it must be handed over to the Duke."
It turned out to be the purse from Miss Jiang Si. Hearing this, Xie Qi had a look of surprise in his eyes. He nodded to Butler Zhao, took the purse with excitement in his heart, and turned to enter the main house of the main courtyard.
The candles in the main house were as bright as day.
Sitting upright, the Duke of the State was concentrating on flipping through the booklets on the desk. The candlelight reflected his solemn and handsome face, and the smooth and translucent red sandalwood Buddha bead bracelets on his wrist seemed to flash under the candlelight.
Seeing this, Xie Qi was secretly speechless, the Duke of the Kingdom was engaged, and with his fiancée, it turned out to be the same as before, unwilling to relax for a day, and was still busy with business on the night of the engagement.
Fortunately, Miss Jiang Si is enthusiastic and proactive, otherwise how would I live in the future.
"Master, Fourth Miss Jiang sent you a purse." Xie Qi said respectfully.
When Duke Dingguo Xie Heng heard that the little girl had given him the purse, he paused slightly when he was looking through the booklet, raised his cold handsome face, and said softly, "Bring it here."
Xie Qi respectfully presented the exquisite purse in his hand.
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng took the purse and put it in the palm of his hand. It was an exquisite purse embroidered with a magnolia plant. It was very well embroidered and seemed to contain something. Inside, he took out a folded letter paper exuding a faint fragrance.
The little girl wrote him a letter
Opening the letter paper, Duke Ding Xie Heng narrowed his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, his whole body became stiff suddenly, his expressionless handsome face cracked instantly, and the hand holding the letter paper trembled.
Grandpa:
Seeing you again today, the Nong family is very happy. When I think of you as the future husband of the Nong family, my heart keeps pounding. The Nong family feels that it is sick and terminally ill. Except for you, there is no cure, Duke Lord, can the Nong family come to ask for medicine tomorrow
Remember to ask Lennon to reply.
Your favorite fiancee Ningbao
This little girl is really... really immodest.
Duke Dingguo Xie Heng tried his best to ignore the hot handsome face, and thought with a blank expression, but he couldn't help but think of the little girl winking at her and smiling playfully when she was hired today, and he felt his heart thumping. Bang straight jump, as if something is about to come out.
Xie Qi happened to see the moment when his master's hands trembled, his eyes widened, his heart felt as if a cat had scratched him, he really wanted to peek at what Miss Jiang Si wrote in the letter, so that the always steady and icy master lost his composure.
But he dared not.
After reading the letter, Duke Ding Xie Heng mysteriously put the letter into an empty box next to the desk, inexplicably stretched out his hand to press his heart, and vaguely felt the sound of thumping.
He felt that his heart was also sick, beating too fast, a little abnormal.
After he calmed down by stroking the Buddhist bead bracelet on his wrist, he remembered that the little girl said that he wanted to reply to the letter. A trace of hesitation appeared on Xie Heng's cold and handsome face. Straighten your body and write a reply seriously.
Write four concise and powerful characters on the letterhead.
I have read and agree.
Then he signed his name below, picked up the seal habitually and was about to stamp it, but found that he was not reviewing the paper, Ding Guogong's hand froze, and put the seal back in place as if nothing had happened.
When the ink dried up, Duke Ding picked up the letterhead and was about to put it into an envelope, but his eyes fell on the two words 'Xie Heng' left under the letterhead, and his eyebrows frowned unconsciously, as if something was missing.
Thinking that the little girl wrote 'Your Favorite Fiancee Ningbao', Dingguo Gong Xie Heng hesitated again, clenched the wolf hair in his hand, and did not write for a long time. Finally, with a serious face, he added ' Your favorite fiance' seven words.
The addition of seven characters seems to be much more pleasing to the eye.
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng was inexplicably happy. He folded the letter paper and put it in an envelope to seal it. He raised his angular handsome face and looked at Xie Qi with a deep and cold voice.
"Send this letter to Miss Jiang Si."
"Master, it's getting dark, should I go through the main entrance or climb over the wall?" Xie Qi took the sealed envelope and asked in a mysterious way.
As soon as the words came out, Xie Qi felt the temperature in the room drop suddenly, as if he was in a world of ice and snow, it was bitingly cold, so cold that he couldn't help turning pale, he wished he could slap his mouth so that you could speak quickly.
Miss Jiang Si is the future mistress. Can his subordinates break the wall of her yard
Duke Ding was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "Over the wall."
Xie Qi was shocked: "..."
That's Changning Bo's Mansion, Miss Jiang Si lives in it, do you really want to climb over the wall and enter
"Climb over the wall of the uncle's mansion, just leave it to Miss Jiang Si behind the gate of the courtyard where she lives." Ding Guogong stared at Xie Qi with sharp and cold eyes, and his cold tone revealed a warning that he himself ignored.
"This subordinate understands." Xie Qi wiped off his sweat and said respectfully.
"Go."
Grandpa Guo glanced at Xie Qi coldly, picked up the booklet on the desk and flipped through it, the candlelight reflected the cold and serious face of Grandpa Guo.
It was almost the same as the scene he saw when he first came in, but Xie Qi found that the breath of the Duke seemed a little strange.
When Xie Qi left, the room was silent, only the crackling sound of the candle burning.
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng suddenly put down the folder in his hand, and fixed his eyes on the box at the side. Inside the box was the letter written by the little girl. Thinking of the contents of the letter, his steady heartbeat became disordered again, and the roots of his ears felt hot quietly.
"Recently, my heart beats too frequently. Could it be that I have a heart disease?" Ding Guogong frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes full of evil spirits. "The little girl seems to have a heart disease too. I will call the imperial doctor to come to the house for a diagnosis tomorrow."
Thinking he had found the reason for the abnormal heartbeat, Duke Ding regained his composure.
…
The night is as cool as water, and the moonlight is like frost.
This night, Jiang Ningbao's yard was not as quiet and quiet as before. There were many servants walking back and forth in the yard, and faint voices could be heard, which added a bit of popularity.
Because before evening, Chunxi contacted shopkeeper Yao and sent over the needed manpower. The servants, women, cooks, maids and maids are all ready, and they can start a business in their own yard.
Jiang Ningbao also has a maid, Chunle, who is the daughter of shopkeeper Yao. Chunle looks different from ordinary women. She has a smiling face. When you see her, even if she doesn't smile, it makes people smile. , quite pleasing.
At this time, Chunle came in with a smiling face: "Girl, the hot water is ready, please take a bath."
Jiang Ningbao responded with a sleepy voice, and moved to the next room to take a bath.
There was steam in the barrel, and some flower petals were floating on the water. Chunxi stood aside and waited. When she saw the girl coming in, she hurriedly stepped forward to undress her.
Jiang Ningbao buried her whole body in the water, revealing her snow-white and smooth fragrant shoulders, and sighed comfortably.
Chunxi stood behind the barrel and carefully brushed the girl's back.
"Chunxi, do you think the Duke will reply to my letter?" Jiang Ningbao spoke softly, with a rare look of anxiety on her soft face.
This is the first time in her two lives that she wrote a love letter. The words are bold, without the gentleness and subtlety of a woman. I don't know if Duke Ding read it and was moved by it, or he left it aside, or thought she was too frivolous
Dayue was open to the people, and there were many women who dared to love and hate, but she was different from them in that she was married by imperial decree, and the marriage was settled.
Besides, she wrote a love letter to her fiancé, which is not out of line, it can only be said to be an emotional exchange between an unmarried man and woman.
Jiang Ningbao has been fidgeting since the letter was sent away, and now it is the end of the Xu Dynasty, and there is still no reply, and he can't help but start thinking wildly.
"Probably." Chun Xi replied after hesitation.
Jiang Ningbao sighed softly, and unconsciously, there was a touch of sadness between her brows, and she finally realized what it was like to live like a year.
After a while, Chunle's voice sounded.
"Girl, the guards around Duke Ding have sent you a letter."
"Wait a mininute."
Jiang Ningbao was overjoyed, as if hearing the sound of nature, flowers blossomed in his heart.
She immediately came out of the bathtub, wiped off the water on her body with a towel, and changed into a clean and elegant nightgown. Her black hair that was soaked in water fell to her waist, and her pair of extremely beautiful eyes were shining brightly.
"Girl, you are so pretty." Chunxi couldn't help but admire.
"Poor mouth."
Jiang Ningbao said in a very good mood, took off her nightgown, and couldn't wait to get out of the room, took the envelope from Chunle, and opened the envelope with Jiang Ningbao who was full of joy, and saw four big and powerful characters in the letterhead, A basin of cold water was poured from head to toe.
I have read and agree.
Did Dingguo think that he was reviewing the papers, Jiang Ningbao was completely speechless, Dingguo was really incomprehensible, and was about to put away the letter paper, but his eyes fell on the inscription under the letter paper.
Your favorite fiance, Xie Heng.
Jiang Ningbao's mood was as if soaked in a sauna, and his mood rose instantly, and the corners of his brows and eyes were stained with a smile. He didn't expect that the cold Ding Guogong had such a cute side.
The maidservants Chunxi and Chunle showed curiosity, wondering what Duke Ding wrote in the letter to make the girl so happy.
"Remember to prepare, we are going to Dingguo Mansion tomorrow."
After Jiang Ningbao left this sentence, she sat on the low couch in a happy mood and let the two maidservants wipe her hair with soft towels.
Chun Xi's eyes widened, the hand wiping her hair paused slightly, and asked curiously.
"Girl, are you going to the Duke's Mansion tomorrow to meet my uncle?"
When Chunle heard Chunxi call Ding Guogong as auntie, her round eyes widened, full of shock and confusion, girl... girl is not married yet.
Jiang Ningbao glanced at them with a smile, and said narrowly, "Yes, the Duke approved it." Didn't he approve it? Thinking that the Duke's response was just to write the words "I have read and agreed" on the letterhead, Jiang Ningbao There was a heartache in my heart.
That night, Jiang Ningbao fell asleep with a sweet dream, and had a good night's sleep, but Dingguo Gong Xie Heng was tossing and turning again.
In the dead of night, in the ancestral hall of Duke Dingguo's mansion
Xie Jingyi, who hadn't rested yet, knelt on the futon and listened to his confidant boy talk about the marriage bestowed by the Holy Majesty during the day, and the grand scene of his adoptive father's appointment to Changning Bo's mansion, a wave of turmoil flashed in his cold eyes.
"My son, in the future, Miss Jiang Si will marry into the mansion and give birth to the son of the Duke, what if..." the young man stammered, his face full of worry.
Miss Jiang Si was once the fiancée of the eldest son, who knows if she hates the eldest son in her heart
Xie Jingyi glanced at the young servant, interrupted him in a cold tone, and said calmly: "Duke Dingguo's mansion belongs to the adoptive father, and the title should be inherited by the adoptive father's direct heirs."
The young servant's face froze: "But... but you have adopted the name of the Duke, if the Duke has no heirs, you still have a chance to inherit the Duke of Dingguo."
"In the future, don't call him the title of prince, but call him young master." Xie Jingyi said in a deep voice, without any fluctuations in his tone, no matter whether he inherited the title of Duke of Dingguo, he still thanked his family.
He has his own pride and dignity.
How could Xie Jingyi fail to hear the deep meaning in the boy's words
But he chose to refuse.
The little servant was shocked and struggled: "Didn't the old lady acquiesce that you are the heir of the Dingguo government?"
"Without the approval of the Holy Majesty, this prince is just a false name and can be replaced at any time." Xie Jingyi's handsome face was indifferent. As early as when some servants flattered him and called him the prince, he had asked them to change their words. Grandmother's acquiescence, all the servants in the mansion called him Xie Shizi.
Gradually, the people in the capital also called him Xie Shizi.
Now the name Xie Shizi has become his bondage.
In the future, when the adoptive father has an heir, the name of the eldest son is just a joke.
The servant was silent for a while, and said cautiously: "If you lose the position of the eldest son, wouldn't Miss Yang be looked down upon?" The eldest son likes Miss Yang, so he should keep his position for the sake of Miss Yang.
A touch of tenderness appeared on Xie Jingyi's cold and handsome face: "Shu Qing doesn't care about these false names. I am now the commander of the Wucheng army and horses, and I will be promoted in the future. Maybe all of this is in the honor of Dingguo's mansion, but I qualified for this position.”
Boy: "..."
Is that really the case
As a confidant, observing words and demeanor is his strong point. As the eldest daughter of Marquis An Yuan, Miss Yang has a noble status, but he has seen the ambition in her eyes, and she is not the same person as Miss Jiang Si.
The process of the prince and Miss Yang's meeting and getting to know each other is clear to the boy. At this moment, he can't help but think that Miss Yang deliberately disguised herself as a man to get close to the prince.
After all, the prince has always kept a distance from women.
Now that Miss Yang and Shizi have made a marriage agreement, the servant only hopes that Miss Yang really likes Shizi, not the status of Shizi.
…
The next day, at dawn, Jiang Ningbao opened his sleepy eyes, put on his coat, got out of bed and walked to the window lattice. There was already someone cleaning the yard outside.
"Miss, are you awake?" Chun Le came in with a copper basin lightly, seeing the girl standing by the window lattice, a hint of surprise flashed across her round smiling face.
"Well, I went to bed early yesterday, so I got up earlier this morning." Jiang Ningbao calmly walked over to wash up.
Chunle: "..."
After eating breakfast, Jiang Ningbao changed into a long light blue dress with red plums embroidered on the skirt, a jasper and exquisite hairpin obliquely inserted on her head, and two white suet pendants around her waist, clean and elegant.
"Let's go, it's time to go to Dingguo's mansion." Jiang Ningbao glanced at the woman on the bronze mirror, smiled, turned her head to look at Chunxi and Chunle, and stepped out of the room first. Curly Pingting.
Half an hour later, the carriage arrived at Duke Dingguo's mansion.
Jiang Ningbao took two maidservants to Rongxitang to meet Mrs. Xie. When Mrs. Xie learned that Jiang Ningbao was coming, her face was full of smiles, and she quickly sent someone to call her son over.
A moment later, Duke Ding Xie Heng, who was dressed in a black brocade robe, stepped into the Rongxi Hall with steady steps. The imperial physician came over, and the imperial physician was not far behind Duke Ding.
"Greetings to mother."
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng bowed to Mrs. Xie in the high hall, and fixed his eyes on the little girl beside her, who smiled brightly at him.
"My lord, I'm here."
The smile is beautiful and moving, and the voice is soft and sweet.
Duke Ding Xie Heng felt his heart start to thump again, he pursed his thin lips, and his handsome and resolute face became more serious and condensed.
He really has a heart attack.
At this time, the gray-haired old doctor stepped forward to greet Mrs. Xie, and was a little surprised by Mrs. Xie's appearance, as if she was ten years younger.
Probably because people are in good spirits on happy occasions.
"Ah Heng, why did you call the imperial physician over? Mother is in good health." Mrs. Xie slightly nodded at the old imperial physician, and asked Duke Ding with a smile.
After drinking the medicinal wine given by girl Ningbao, her physical ailments have disappeared, and her whole body is very healthy.
Ding Guogong Xie Heng shook his head: "The imperial physician is not treating you."
Mrs. Xie was stunned, and asked with concern: "Heng, did something happen to Jing Yi?"
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng continued to shake his head, turned to the old imperial physician, and said in a low and cold voice, "Emperor Chen, give Miss Jiang Si a diagnosis, I suspect she is suffering from heart disease."
Jiang Ningbao's eyes widened, and he was not calm anymore: "Master, I am in good health."
Mrs. Xie was at a loss.
"Yesterday you said that your heart was sick and that it was a terminal illness, so I asked the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat your illness. Don't shy away from treating your illness." Duke Ding Xie Heng's handsome face was serious.
Jiang Ningbao's fair face was instantly stained with a touch of blush, and he couldn't help but glared at Ding Guogong, a wooden man, with an indescribable expression.
Mrs. Xie was startled at first, but when she heard her son's words, she almost couldn't laugh out loud, oh my god, her son is really a rotten piece of wood.
Poor girl Ning Bao.
The old doctor obviously heard the trickiness, and the corners of his eyes twitched. It was so funny that Duke Ding had such an oolong.
"Miss Jiang Si, come here, don't shy away from medical treatment, let the old man diagnose the pulse, and calm the heart of Ding Guogong."
Jiang Ningbao took a look at Mrs. Xie's narrow smile, and had no choice but to step forward to feel the pulse of the old lady doctor.
After taking the pulse carefully, the old imperial doctor stroked his gray beard, looked at Duke Ding from a distance, and said with a smile: "Master Jiang, Si Miss Jiang is in good health and has no heart disease."
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, as long as the little girl is fine, he tried his best to restrain the evil spirit on his body, and called old doctor Chen to give him a diagnosis with a serious face.
"Emperor physician, please check my pulse. My heartbeat has been abnormal for the past few days. I may be suffering from heart disease."
Rong Xitang fell silent for a moment.
Jiang Ningbao was dumbfounded.
Mrs. Xie, who was drinking tea, almost spit out the tea in her mouth. Seeing her son's handsome face, the corners of her eyes twitched. Even Huang Momo gave the Duke a speechless look.
Grandpa, you are not suffering from heart disease, you are moved.
The old doctor's expression was indescribable, but he still dutifully went over to diagnose the Duke of the country despite the erosion of evil spirits, but of course nothing happened.
Duke Ding Xie Heng frowned, confirming again and again.
He really felt like he had a heart attack.
After the old doctor fled, Jiang Ningbao couldn't help laughing again when he saw Duke Ding's serious and condensed face.
Hahaha, Grandpa is so cute.
Mrs. Xie couldn't help laughing, it turned out that her cold son also had such a cute side.