Chapter 17：

The gate of Dingguo government was quiet.

The guard in black with his ears eavesdropping admired the weak and beautiful Miss Jiang Si. Some people thought of the rumors that had been making a lot of noise recently, and his eyes were slightly excited.

Maybe Grandpa's spring is here.

In the rear, Chunxi trembled with her exquisite small wine jar, her legs trembled, and Ding Guogong was terrible. She stood so far away and felt very uncomfortable. The girl was really more and more sturdy, and she dared to rely on Ding Guogong. Recently, she wanted to cry.

"Grandfather Guo, Miss Jiang Si, please enter the house, don't let the old lady wait for a long time." The steward Zhao didn't want to speak out at this time, but was afraid that the old lady could wait anxiously and could only give a reminder.

"Ok!"

Dingguo Xie Xun nodded his head slightly, fixed his eyes on Jiang Ningbao's white and ruddy face, and signaled her to go ahead. Who knew that Jiang Ningbao smiled and smiled like a flower and invited him warmly: "Grandpa, let's go together. I want to hear you talk about the battlefield child."

At this time, do not hurry up to cultivate feelings, how to do it, Ding Guogong is not always encountered, she must seize such a good opportunity.

Holding this thing is not suitable for Dingguo.

Dingguo Xie Xie: "..."

The 28-year-old man who has never been with the little girl is a little overwhelmed, especially the little girl is not afraid of him, his eyes are shining brightly, his eyes are full of worship and expectation.

This made Xie Yan, who had never dared to approach him, feel a strange feeling again.

"Okay!" He nodded his head.

There was a gratifying smile on Zhao's steward's face, and Miss Jiang Si was really powerful. The grandfather who never talked with women seemed to have a good impression on Miss Jiang Si.

When Jiang Ningbao heard Ding Guogong's agreement, his eyes brightened, and a delightful expression appeared on his delicate white face.

She turned back and walked in front of Chunxi, and in Chunxi's restless expression, she held the small wine altar in her arms, turned back to Dingguo, who was lingering with evil spirits, raised her small face, and looked towards Dingguo The handsome man's face was bright, with a bright smile, and a voice of joy.

"Grandpa, go."

Dingguo Xie Xun glanced down and glanced at the delicate and tender little girl around him. The girl had a faint aroma and smelled pretty good. Dingguo raised her eyebrows and said quietly: "Huh!"

The smile on Jiang Ningbao's face was even brighter, and he walked side by side with Ding Guogong intentionally.

Dingguo ’s sense of oppression and fierceness are very strong, ordinary men are afraid to come close, but the delicate and delicate Jiang Ningbao adapts well, and the tip of his nose lingers on the strong masculinity of Dingguo ’s body. His voice was dry, and the corners of his mouth could not help rising.

Within a few steps, Jiang Ningbao suddenly found that Ding Guogong seemed to pull away from her deliberately, the corners of his mouth were bent, and a sly smile appeared, holding the small wine jar pretending to continue to approach him casually, and walked alongside him.

Dingguo stepped away, and continued to pull away without a trace.

After three or two times, Xing Ye, the Dingguo father, could only let the stubborn little girl approach herself like this, but secretly said that this little girl was really bold.

Jiang Ningbao snickered in his heart.

The tall and heroic Dingguo of the country made Jiang Ningbao very petite, but their aura was extremely harmonious.

One is horrifying and terrifying, the other is extremely clean, giving a feeling of light and darkness intertwined, but not affected by each other.

It's strange.

The group of black guards behind them narrowed their eyes and seemed to see incredible things.

But the steward Zhao's eyes glowed, as if he saw the scene where Grandpa Guo and Miss Jiang Si got married, and couldn't help laughing.

Laughing and laughing but feel more sad.

He waited a lot for this day, but fortunately he finally did.

Chunxi trembled behind, admiring secretly that the girl was standing beside Dingguo with no change in her heart. She couldn't help thinking of a word the girl had said.

"Maybe I and Ding Guogong are a match made in heaven."

Chunxi thought, maybe the girl could really marry Dingguo and be the granddaughter of the country, so that Xie Shizi would regret it. Thinking of this, Chunxi was happy.

I no longer feel that Dingguo is terrible.

But she still didn't dare to get too close, and the girl was really fierce, and even people like Ding Guogong were not afraid.

The Dingguo government occupies a huge area. After walking through the rockery veranda, the fragrant and fragrant flowers are displayed all the way, and the flowers are striking. The descendants in the government are mostly soldiers and a small number of daughter-in-law. Then he stared at the grandfather with a dumbfounded face and talked with the delicate and unique woman around him.

I don't know which lady of that woman is, but she is not afraid of the Grandpa.

Maybe the Dingguo government will soon welcome a hostess.

Think of it this way, the eyes of these subordinates looking at Jiang Ningbao faintly respectfully.

Dingguo Xie Xuan was keenly aware of the changes in the people in the house. He walked a little, and walked side by side with the girl without expression.

Dingguo Mansion, Rongxitang

In the lobby, sandalwood urns, except for the urn, all the wives were thrown back by the old lady.

Mrs. Xie, with her white hair, was sitting on a rosewood openwork tortoiseshell armchair. She was wearing a turquoise Ruyi skirt, her hair was meticulous, her eyes were bright and sharp, and she looked full of spirit.

"Not yet?" Mrs. Xie occasionally stretched her eyes and looked towards the door, anxiously opening.

Huang Yan shook his head, brewed a pot of tea for the old lady, and smiled: "The old lady, the grandfather Guo and Miss Jiang Si met at the gate of the house, and were coming together."

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

Mrs. Xie was so excited when she heard the words that she could not resist exposing the secret that had been hidden for more than 20 years: "It seems that this little girl of the Jiang family is really my destiny."

The holy monk said that only destined persons would not be affected by the evil spirits of Imam.

Huang Yan's eyes widened, and the whole man narrowed.

"Destined person?"

"After the birth of Imam, the monk at Kiyomizu-dera sent a secret assertion stating that Imam is too heavy to live for years, but there is a vitality. As long as you meet the destined person, you will be rich and rich, and your children will be full."

"It's a pity that the holy monk went out for a trip ten years ago and hasn't returned yet. I'm not sure if the little girl of the Jiang family is my destined person. I went to Qingshui Temple a few days ago and asked the senior monk to approve the little girl of the **** family. Said, the character of the little girl of the Jiang family is very special, and it fits my child very well. "

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

Now, finally, it's too late to see the sun.

Huang Yan realized it.

No wonder the old lady paid so much attention to Miss Jiang Si. It was not that women with no special life style wanted to marry the father-in-law, but as long as they were closer to the father-in-law, they turned pale and almost did not faint. One of them persisted for seven days. The noble girl was sick in bed and nearly died.

The old lady's complexion was getting heavier and even faintly hopeless.

Later, from the clan's adoption of an older adoptive grandson to the grandfather's name, Huang Yan was very puzzled at that time, and now she finally understood the reason why the old lady did it.

The old lady didn't want the Grandpa to desperately get a hereditary title and no heirs were taken back by the Royal Family.

At the same time, the heir of the Gongfu government cannot be too young, so he chose the eldest son of Xiejia Erfang, who is extremely intelligent and looks very good.

Feng Shizi has not been invited, the old lady must still hold a hint of hope. The holy monk said that there is a vitality, and the old lady waited for that vitality.

Now finally wait.

Huang Ye is happy for the old lady.

"Congratulations to the old lady, the grandfather of the kingdom will live a hundred years and his children will be full."

"Yeah, the only regret is that I can't do this, and I don't know if I have the opportunity to watch my grandson's grandson grow up." Mrs. Xie said happily, but couldn't help but say a little greedily.

The lobby was quiet.

Huang Ye didn't know how to comfort the old lady, but she could only change the subject silently and tell Mrs. Xie something happy. With a cup of tea, Mrs. Xie had cleared up her mood.

At this time, a mother-in-law made an obituary at the entrance of the lobby.

"Old lady, Grandpa Guo and Miss Jiang Si are here."

The mother-in-law's words had just been finished. Mrs. Xie sat upright, straightened her skirt nervously, staring at the entrance of the lobby with anxiety, sadness, thoughts, and more to come soon To the joy of the son.

Hearing Xie Qi said that the evil spirit on the grandmother's body was even heavier.

When Mrs. Xie was thinking wildly, Jiang Ningbao stepped into Rongxi Hall with the fine wine jar and Ding Guo Gong Xie Xun. Both Chunxi and Zhao butler stayed outside and did not enter.

The male is tall and handsome, the female is delicate and beautiful.

Looks like a pair of tadpoles.

Mrs. Xie saw her two eyes coming in together, her eyes narrowed, especially when she saw the little girl in a lake blue dress standing with her son, and smiled happily.

After entering the middle of the lobby, Dingguo Xie Xun stopped his pace and did not move forward. He looked at the two white-haired Mrs. Xie who was pale in the distance. He felt uncomfortable in his heart. He stroked his wrist unconsciously. The bead bracelets try their best to conquer the evil spirit on their body.

Especially the strong evil spirit hidden in my eyes.

Xie Yan did not dare to approach her mother, for she was afraid that the evil spirit on her body would make her uncomfortable.

Mrs. Xie was getting older. She was seriously injured when she was born, and she seemed to be much older than her noble lady of the same age.

"Mother!" Ding Guogong Xie Xun's thin lips moved, and she took a deep look at Mrs. Xie, then lowered her eyelids, and spit out two words with difficulty.

Mrs. Xie saw that her son was so far away from her, and she did not dare to look down at her, knowing that her son was afraid of hurting her, her heart was sour, her eyes greedily looked at her son, and tears flickered.

Where would a mother be afraid of her son.

"Ama, you ... how are you doing recently?"

Xie Yan shook the corners of his mouth and wanted to laugh, but found that he couldn't laugh, and replied dryly: "The son is all right, and the mother is worried."

"As long as you have a good life, the mother will be happy." Madam Xie saw the appearance of her son, and although she felt uncomfortable, she let out a happy smile.

In the case of Grandma, Xie Qi returned news from time to time. Mrs. Xie knew exactly why she did not dare to return to her home.

Not even dare to return home.

Mrs. Xie cried with tears in her eyes, the more she felt more and more sad, and finally couldn't help crying, Huang Yan quickly sang comfortably.

Seeing his mother's tears, Dingguo Xie wanted to appease her mother, but when she thought of her condition, she clenched her fists, her thin lips clasped into a line, she just didn't go up.

Jiang Ningbao watched this scene quietly, with a touch of sourness in his heart.

It turned out that Ding Guogong also had such a fragile side.