The auspicious time has come, and the newcomer pays homage.
The master of ceremonies sang loudly.
"Bow to heaven and earth!"
After paying homage to heaven and earth, Yang Shuqing, who was wearing a red wedding dress, stood beside Xie Jingyi and noticed two gazes from above. Needless to say, one of them must belong to Jiang Ningbao. Tighten up.
Even though she was mentally prepared, Yang Shuqing still felt humiliated and unwilling.
"Second obeisance to the high hall!"
As soon as the master of ceremonies finished speaking, everyone looked at Jiang Ningbao and Ding Guogong in the high hall.
The smile of Mrs. Xie Er in the lobby disappeared, and she looked at her son Jiang Ningbao who was about to pay homage to Jiang Ningbao with a livid face.
The second master Xie also had a bad face.
Five million taels of silver...
It would be a lie to say that I am not moved.
The son married a golden baby, and also had an in-law relationship with the Anyuanhou Mansion, and his son had a bright future in the future.
Although blood is thicker than water, but the son has now been adopted to Dingguo Mansion, who knows if this noble daughter-in-law will recognize them.
Jiang Ningbao on the high hall wore a long red embroidered iris dress, with a dignified and warm smile, like a breeze blowing on her face, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. Dingguo Gong Xie Heng beside her was also wearing a red and silver brocade gown, with a handsome face and facial features. The sharp edges and corners of the usually expressionless handsome face softened a little on this happy day.
A month ago, Jiang Ningbao and Ding Guogong were a new couple, but a month later, they were sitting in the high hall waiting for their son and daughter-in-law to visit.
The bridegroom officer was as young as Ding Guogong, and equally handsome, but at the time of worship, Ding Guogong was full of evil spirits, and no one dared to get close to him, and even the worship hall was extremely far away.
Now, the distance between the two father and son is so close.
Seeing this scene, the courtiers and female relatives in the lobby were in a delicate mood.
Yang Shuqing under the hijab took a deep breath, tightly held the red silk and Xie Jingyi, turned around, and bowed deeply to Jiang Ningbao and Ding Guogong who were on the high hall.
Xie Jingyi's movements are natural, but Yang Shuqing's is stiff and slow, but if you don't observe carefully, you can't see it, but the courtiers and female family members present are all good people, and everyone knows the grievances between the daughter of Anyuanhou and Mrs. Dingguo Love and hatred, she almost focused all her attention on Yang Shuqing, shaking her head silently in her heart.
It seems that Mrs. Dingguo is slightly better.
Jiang Ningbao's manners were decent and elegant, and she looked at Yang Shuqing's slightly stiff bowing gesture with a smile, and the corners of her brows and eyes were tinged with joy. Sure enough, seeing the heroine bowing her head and bowing, she felt quite comfortable.
Duke Ding who was at the side keenly sensed the change in his little wife's mood, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but raise a small arc.
"Husband and wife salute!"
The master of ceremonies sang loudly.
Yang Shuqing, who was under the hijab, heard the voice of the master of ceremonies, and her whole body relaxed. The humiliation was finally over. After she and Xie Jingyi paid their respects, she finally said to the master of ceremonies: "Send it to the bridal chamber!", surrounded by everyone, and entered Jinhua New house in the courtyard.
in the new house
Yang Shuqing's two dowry maids and nanny were inside, and after everyone left, Yang Shuqing was about to lift the hijab, but thinking that this was the first time in her two lives to marry in a red wedding dress, she endured it.
"Miss, have a sip of tea. Nanny Sun has just checked carefully. The food and tea on the table are all fine." Qianrong brought a cup of tea over and whispered.
Yang Shuqing under the hijab frowned, she didn't expect that Jiang Ningbao didn't do anything, she took a sip of the tea and asked Qian Rong in a low voice.
"Qianrong, is there someone guarding the door?"
Qianrong nodded: "Yes, he belongs to my uncle."
Yang Shuqing clenched the teacup in her hand, and frowned. Seeing that the sky outside was getting darker, she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed: "Qianrong, can't you find a chance to do something?"
The guests dispersed, if something happened, Duke Ding would definitely suppress it.
This Jiang Ningbao is so cautious that she can't take advantage of it.
Qianrong smiled wryly and said, "I can't find it. Except for my uncle's yard, the huge Duke Dingguo's mansion is under the control of the Duke's wife. Our people can't get in, and we can't bribe anyone."
If you don't control the uncle's yard, it should not be that you can't control it, but that you don't want to be talked about.
Qianrong couldn't help worrying about Miss.
Mrs. Guogong is not easy to deal with, but Miss and Mrs. Guogong have already formed a grudge. Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.
The lady is very powerful in Anyuanhou's mansion, but this is the Dingguo mansion. According to her observation, the servants in the mansion are orderly, each perform their duties, and cannot cross the border.
Especially the meals and the kitchen are the most important, and there are nuns who are proficient in pharmacology for special inspection.
In this way, Miss' methods can only be used in my uncle's Jinhua Courtyard.
Qianrong told the young lady all the news she had found out, for fear that the young lady would take risks and fail to achieve her desired goal. The servants in Jinhua courtyard were all loyal to the uncle.
The young lady's tricks here have no effect.
"I really didn't expect Dingguo Mansion to be more cautious and strict than the imperial palace." Yang Shuqing's face was livid under the hijab, and he gritted his teeth, his eyes unconsciously stained with scarlet and unwillingness.
After preparing for so long, it was useless at all.
Could it really be that he could only endure for two years
But when he thought of his opponent, Yang Shuqing forced himself to calm down.
Fortunately, Yang Shuqing did not continue to commit suicide, otherwise she would have known that she was being watched by Duke Ding's personal guards. Xie Qi, who was lurking in the new house, moved her ears, listened to what Yang Shuqing and the maid had said, and smiled coldly.
This Ms. Yang is really restless, as Madam expected, she actually wanted to frame her, but fortunately she didn't do anything in the end, otherwise... Xie Qi's eyes flashed a cold light.
As night fell, the guests dispersed, and red lanterns were hung everywhere in Duke Dingguo's mansion, and the mansion, which had been bustling for a day, returned to tranquility.
Jiang Ningbao and Ding Guogong went to Rongxi Hall to accompany Mrs. Xie for dinner.
Today is Xie Jingyi's big wedding day,
Mrs. Xie was full of smiles, perhaps it was the reason why Ding Guogong accompanied the old lady to eat every day. The old lady looked more and more energetic and full of energy.
According to Huang Momo, the old lady has already made three sets of small clothes.
Jiang Ningbao was speechless.
In the past month, Mrs. Xie often sent Madam Huang to bring some tonics. She secretly sent Chunxi to ask the doctor. These were all kinds of tonic soups for pregnancy.
Jiang Ningbao never drank this kind of decoction, but this is Mrs. Xie's wish, and she also understands her eagerness to hug her grandson, so she has to bite the bullet and drink it.
"Go back and rest quickly."
After dinner, Mrs. Xie watched Jiang Ningbao finish a cup of tonic soup, and urged them to go back with a smile. The meaning was so obvious that it was hard for people to ignore it.
Jiang Ningbao was not surprised when he saw it, and left Rongxitang with Duke Ding.
Back to the house in the main courtyard, the candles flickered in the house.
After the two of them bathed and changed their clothes, Chunle had already made the bed, lit Jiang Ningbao's favorite rose-scented incense in the incense burner, and Chunxi wiped Jiang Ningbao's long black hair with water droplets with a clean large towel.
After everything was done, Chunxi and Chunle retreated. At this time, Xie Qi came over and came to report Yang Shuqing's movements. Knowing that she really had the intention of framing her, the air pressure around Duke Ding suddenly dropped.
Obviously extremely dissatisfied with Yang Shuqing, the new adoptive son and daughter-in-law.
Jiang Ningbao showed an expected smile, and said softly: "Master, don't be angry, it's not worth it. Fortunately, Yang Shuqing is still smart, knowing that he can't do anything, so he stopped."
To be honest, Jiang Ningbao is really speechless, who likes to have accidents on the big day, she, who has a grudge against Yang Shuqing, will make the wedding beautiful, but Yang Shuqing, the bride, wants to make trouble.
I just don't know what to say.
Duke Ding restrained his aura, and his brows were fixed: "Yang Shuqing is not smart, it is you who blocked all the roads, and she can't do anything."
Xie Qi nodded in agreement.
Duke Ding glanced lightly at Xie Qi, Xie Qi shivered, retreated wisely, and even deliberately closed the door.
Seeing this, Jiang Ningbao chuckled softly, her smile was like a flower.
Duke Dingguo's eyes darkened, he stretched out his long arms, hugged Jiang Ningbao's slender waist tightly, embedded her tightly in his arms, and lowered his head to press a kiss on her lips.
The kiss was tender and lingering.
Jiang Ningbao put her hands around his neck and responded to his kiss.
At some point, Duke Ding had carried him to the big bed, the huge carved bed was shaking slightly, and the red gauze curtain also fell down, swaying gently with the shaking of the big bed.
In the gauze tent, overlapping figures were indistinct, intermittent moans and low gasps were intertwined, indescribably lingering.
After everything subsides.
Jiang Ningbao was sweating profusely, lying limp in front of Ding Guogong's hard chest, there was still a joy that had not completely faded between her brows, her cheeks flushed slightly, like peach blossoms in March, charming and charming.
"Time makes people grow old. One month ago, I was the new daughter-in-law of Shui Lingling. One month later, I became an old mother-in-law, waiting for my daughter-in-law to serve tea."
Jiang Ningbao took a short breath, stroking his smooth and tender face in a pretentious manner, and sighed, but his heart was excited. Thinking that Yang Shuqing would kneel down to offer tea to him tomorrow, Jiang Ningbao couldn't help but want to laugh.
The old mother-in-law...
Ding Guogong took a look at Jiang Ningbao's rosy and charming face and smooth jade-like skin, and he didn't miss the excitement in her eyes. A faint smile appeared in her eyes unconsciously, and he kissed her bright red lips.
"Ningbao, you are so cute."
Dingguo Gong's low voice with a smile came from his ear, and Jiang Ningbao's cheeks became hot, and he felt a little itchy in his ears, and the itching quickly spread to the bottom of his heart, bringing an unspeakable throbbing.
She raised her small face and intentionally bit his Adam's apple lightly.
"Ningbao, you are lighting a fire."
Duke Dingguo's eyes darkened, a flash of jumping flames flashed, his big hands moved to her smooth and flat abdomen and gently stroked, he said in a hoarse voice, looking at her with burning eyes, the changes in his body were not hidden from Jiang Ningbao.
Jiang Ningbao wrapped his hands around his strong and thin waist, turned over, and pressed Duke Dingguo under him, showing a bright and sly smile, and his eyes rolled around, full of intoxicating charm.
"My lord, am I not in charge of putting out the fire?"
Ding Guogong, who was crushed under him, had a handsome face, his eyes became deeper and hotter, and his long black hair was slightly messy and scattered on his shoulders, exuding a deadly masculine aura and temptation.
Jiang Ningbao's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and his cheeks were hot. A dark light flashed in Duke Dingguo's eyes, and with one force, the two of them switched positions again.
The bright moon hangs high outside the window, and the stars are dotted.
The candlelight in the house was flickering, and the waves turned red, and we went to Wushan together.
Early the next morning, Jiang Ningbao slowly opened her sleepy eyes, remembering that today's new daughter-in-law Yang Shuqing was coming to serve tea, Jiang Ningbao immediately woke up, full of excitement.
She has been waiting for this day for a long time.