Chapter 27：

Seeing that the sky was going to be dark, Jiang Ningbao was a little anxious, and suddenly a flash of light flashed. What kind of love poems were groaning without illness, all left behind by her, she wrote quickly on the stationery.

Most of the ancients liked subtle euphemisms, but this letter was simple and straightforward, a little ... a little bold, Jiang Ningbao wrote it in one go, nothing felt, when she quietly read it in her heart, she felt red ears and red cheeks, and a rush of heat surged on her cheeks It's hot, it's burning badly.

"It just feels a bit hot."

Jiang Ningbao couldn't help but touched his cheeks that were a little hot, and muttered softly, a touch of redness appeared on the delicate and soft face, which was soft and touching, and could not help but have love.

She and the Dingguo have a holy marriage. The correspondence between letters does not need to be specially taboo, and it can also promote the emotional exchange between unmarried men and women. Therefore, there are men and women who have subscribed to each other to give them personal jewelry or purses and sachets.

Jiang Ningbao quite likes to communicate on paper. He can boldly let himself go. Some humiliating words that can't speak to Dingguo and feel shame can be easily written on paper.

After thinking about it, Jiang Ningbao drew a heart on the stationery again. The handwriting on the stationery was so beautiful and beautiful that she had practiced for ten years in this era.

Jiang Ningbao racked her brain to write the letter with a purpose. She wanted the reply from Grandpa Guo, and also liked this kind of private communication on paper. Then she collected the stationery between the two and waited for it to be remembered.

The only tangled thing is to claim that if I use ‘I’ directly, it feels a bit dry, and I finally think about it and decide to use ‘Nong’. Most of the women in the Dayue Dynasty will call themselves the Nong ’s house.

Jiang Ningbao felt that calling himself "Nong" sounded very interesting.

There is a kind of meaning you do n’t let me.

The sky outside the window darkened, and the candlelight was already lit inside.

Jiang Ningbao quickly dried the ink on the letterhead and folded it carefully into a delicate purse. It attracted Chunxi, handed the purse to her, coughed, and ignored the throbbing heart, so it was a calm opening.

"Chunxi, send someone to send this purse to the Dingguo government and give it to the grandfather. Remember to give it to the grandfather."

"Okay, girl."

Chunxi responded respectfully, but was wondering what the girl had written, not only mysterious and mysterious, but also smiling so happily. She closed the purse and went out of the room. She quickly found a handy foot outside, and was safe and secure. I sent the letter to the government office.

As night fell, the Dingguo Mansion was full of lanterns, and the steward Zhao came to Dingguo's main house with a smile and handed it to the black man to guard a beautiful and delicate purse.

"Xie Qi, this is a purse from Miss Jiang Si. It must be delivered to Grandpa Guo."

It turned out to be a purse from Miss Jiang Si. Xie Qi heard the words, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He bowed to the steward Zhao, took the purse with excitement, and turned into the main house of the main hospital.

The candlelight in the main house was bright like daylight.

The seated grandfather attentively flipped through the books at the desk. The candlelight reflected the solemn and serious face of the grandfather from abroad. The smooth and translucent rosewood bead bracelet on his wrist seemed to flash under the candlelight.

Xie Qi saw this, and his heart was silent. The father-in-law of the country had made a marriage, and he had a fiancee. As always, he was unwilling to relax for a day. The night of the engagement was still busy.

Fortunately, Miss Jiang Si is enthusiastic and proactive, otherwise how will she live in the future.

"Master, Miss Jiang Si gave you a purse." Xie Qi said respectfully.

Dingguo Xie Xun heard that the little girl gave him a purse, flipped through the zipper's hand, raised her cold face, and said quietly, "Bring it here."

Xie Qi respectfully presented the exquisite purse in his hand.

Dingguo Xie took the purse and placed it in the palm of his hand. It was an exquisite purse embroidered with a magnolia. The embroidery was excellent. There seemed to be something inside. Dingguo took a moment. Take out a folded stationery with a faint aroma.

The little girl wrote a letter to him?

Looking at the letterhead, Ding Guogong's eyes narrowed, his heartbeat suddenly missed, his whole body was stiff, his expressionless face cracked instantly, and the hand holding the letterhead shook.

Grandpa:

Seeing you again today, the Lennon family is very happy. When I think of you as the future husband of the Lennon family, my heart keeps fluttering and throbbing. The Lennon family feels that it is sick, and the disease is very ill. Except for you, there is no medicine to save, Guogong Yeah, can the Nong's family come for medicine tomorrow?

Remember to write back to Lennon's home.

Your favorite fiancee

This little girl is ... really unreserved.

Ding Guogong Xie Xun tried to ignore the hot face and thoughtlessly, but couldn't control his mind to emerge. When she was hired today, the little girl blinked at her with a playful smile and felt her heart slam. It thumped as if something was coming out.

Xie Qi just froze at the moment when the master shook his hands, widened his eyes, and felt as if he was scratched by a cat. He wanted to peek at what Miss Jiang Si wrote in the letter, so that the master who had always been as stable as Mount Tai was so disoriented.

But he didn't dare.

After reading the letter, Dingguo Xie Xiegui sent the letter to an empty box near the desk. He reached out and pressed his heart inexplicably, faintly felt the sound of thumping.

He felt his heart was sick, too fast, and a little abnormal.

After he calmed down the bead bracelet stroking his wrist, he remembered the little girl saying that he wanted to reply, and a little hesitation appeared on the cold and handsome face of Dingguo Xie Xuan. After a while, he finally spread out the stationery, took the wolf and nodded his ink, and sat Straighten and write the letter seriously.

Write four concise and powerful characters on the letterhead.

Read, agree.

Then he signed his own name below, and habitually picked up the seal and wanted to seal it, but found that he was not appraising the discounts, and Dingguo had a dead hand. If nothing happened, he put the seal back in place.

When the ink dried up, Ding Guogong picked up the letterhead and was about to load it into the envelope, but his eyes fell on the two words "Xie Xuan" left under the letterhead. The sword eyebrows were unconsciously raised, and it felt like something was missing.

Thinking of the little girl writing 'Your favorite fiancee Ning Bao', Dingguo Xie Xun again hesitated, clenched the wolf in his hand, hesitated to write, and finally, he added a serious face before the name under the stationery. Your favorite fiance 'seven words.

Seven more words seem to be pleasing to the eye.

Dingguo Xie Xie's mood was somewhat inexplicable. He folded the stationery into an envelope and sealed it. He raised his handsome face and looked at Xie Qi, his voice was low and cold.

"Deliver this letter to Miss Jiang Si."

"Master, it's getting dark. Does your subordinate take the main entrance or turn over the wall?" Xie Qi took the sealed envelope, and the ghost asked a question.

As soon as the words came out, Xie Qi felt that the temperature in the room plummeted, as if he was in the snow and ice, cold and biting, so cold that he couldn't help turning his face away, anxious to slap his mouth to make you mouth faster.

Miss Jiang Si is the future mother-in-law. Can one of his subordinates turn over the wall of her yard?

Ding Guogong was silent for a long while, and said quietly, "Come over the wall."

Xie Qi was shocked: "..."

That's Changning's Mansion. Miss Jiang Si lives in it. She really wants to go in?

"Turn over the wall of Bo's Mansion, and hand it to her behind the gate of the courtyard where Miss Jiang Si lives." Ding Guogong stared at Xie Qi sharply, and his tone of cold sounded a warning he ignored.

"Subordinates understand." Xie Qi wiped his sweat, respectfully.

"Go on."

The father-in-law looked coldly at Xie Qi, picked up the folder on the case table, and read it. The candlelight reflected the cold and serious face of the father-in-law.

It's almost the same as the scene he saw when he first came in, but Xie Qi found that the atmosphere of Grandpa Guo seemed a little strange.

When Xie Qi left, the room was silent, only the popping sound of the candlelight burning.

Dingguo Xie Xuan suddenly put down his handbook, and set his eyes on the box next to it. The box contained the letter written by the little girl. When she thought of the contents of the stationery, her steady heartbeat was disturbed again, and her ears were quietly hot.

"The heartbeat has been too frequent recently. Am I suffering from a heart attack?" Ding Guogong frowned, his eyes filled with skepticism. "The young girl seems to have a heart attack, and she will call Tai Yi to the hospital for a diagnosis tomorrow."

He thought he had found the cause of the abnormal heartbeat, and Ding Guogong calmed down.

...

The night is as cold as water and the moon is as frost.

This evening, Jiang Ningbao's courtyard was not as quiet as before. Many people walked in and out of the courtyard. There was a faint voice, which added a little popularity.

Just before the evening, Chunxi contacted the treasurer of Yao and brought in the required staff. The little sister-in-law, the cook, the daughter-in-law, and the daughter-in-law were all ready to start business in their yard.

Jiang Ningbao also has a sister-in-law, Chun Le, who is the daughter of Yao Treasurer. Chun Le is not the same as an ordinary woman. She has a smiling face. As soon as she sees her, even if she does not smile, it makes people laugh. , Quite flattering.

At this time, Chunle came in, holding a smile: "Girl, hot water is ready, please take a bath."

Jiang Ningbao responded with a stunned noise, and walked to the next room to take a bath.

The barrel was hot and hot, and there were still a few petals floating on the water. Chunxi stood by and waited. When the girl came in, she hurried forward and gave her a coat.

Jiang Ningbao buried the whole person in the water, exposing the white and smooth incense shoulders, and the whole person sighed comfortably.

Chunxi stood behind the barrel and carefully brushed the girl's back.

"Chunxi, do you think the grandfather Guo will reply to me?" Jiang Ningbao whispered softly, and there was a rare appearance on the soft face.

This was the first time she wrote a love letter in two lifetimes, with bold words, without the gentleness and subtlety of a woman. I wondered whether Ding Guoguo was watched, was she moved to the heart lake, or was she left aside, or did she think she was too frivolous?

Dayue was open to the folk customs, and many women who dared to love and hate appeared, but she was different from them in that she was given by the imperial edict and the marriage was settled.

Moreover, she wrote a love letter to her fiance, which was not exceptional, she could only say that it was the emotional exchange between the unmarried men and women.

Jiang Ningbao has been restless since the letter was sent away, and now it is too late, and there is still no response, so he can't help thinking about it.

"It should be." Chunxi hesitated to reply.

Jiang Ningbao sighed a little, and unconsciously felt a touch of sorrow, she finally realized the taste of life like a year.

After a while, Chun Yue's voice sounded.

"Girl, the guard next to Dingguo sent a letter to you."

"Wait a moment."

Jiang Ningbao was overjoyed, as if he heard the sound of nature sound, flowers blossomed in his heart.

She immediately came out of the bath tub, wiped off the water with a towel, put on a clean and elegant dressing gown, and the water-soaked black hair scattered to her waist, and her beautiful eyes were shining.

"Girl, you look so good." Chunxi couldn't help but admire.

"Poor mouth."

Jiang Ningbao stunned in a very good mood. He pulled his robe down and couldn't wait to get out of the room. He took the envelope from Chunle and opened the envelope with the full of joyful Jiang Ningbao. He saw four powerful characters on the stationery. A basin of cold water poured from head to toe.

Read, agree.

Ding Guogong thought that he was reviewing the book. Jiang Ningbao was completely speechless. Ding Guogong was really incomprehensible style of wood. He was trying to put away the letterhead, but his eyes fell on the paragraph under the letterhead.

Xie, your favorite fiance.

Jiang Ningbao's mood seemed to be soaked in warmth, and he flew up instantly, with a smile on the corner of his eyebrows. I didn't expect that the cold Guodinggong had such a cute side.

Chunxi and Chunle, two nieces, showed curiosity, wondering what Dingguo wrote in the letter to make the girl so happy.

"Remember to prepare, we are going to Dingguo tomorrow."

After Jiang Ningbao dropped this sentence, he sat on the low couch in pleasure and let her two maidservants wipe her hair with soft towels.

Chunxi opened her eyes wide, and wiped her hair slightly, asking curiously.

"Girl, are you going to see your aunt tomorrow at the government office?"

Chunle heard that Chunxi called Ding Guogong as her aunt, and her round eyes widened, and her eyes were full of shock and puzzlement. Girl ... the girl hasn't married yet.

Jiang Ningbao glanced at them with a smile and hurriedly narrowed: "Yes, Grandpa Guo approved it." It wasn't approved. When thinking about Grandpa Grandpa's response, he just wrote the words "read and agree" on the letterhead. There was a heartache in my heart.

This night, Jiang Ningbao fell asleep in a dream, and slept well all night, but Dingguo Xie Xun once again struggled to sleep.

Late at night, in the temple of Dingguo Mansion

Xie Jingying, who had not rested, knelt on a futon and listened to his confidant that the wedding ceremony on the holy day and the grand scene that his adoptive father went to Changning Bo Mansion flashed a wave of cold eyes.

"Shizi, in the future, Miss Jiang Si will marry to the house and give birth to the grandfather's son-in-law, just in case ..." Xiaoyan said rudely, her face full of worry.

Miss Jiang Si was a fiancee of Shizi. Who knows if she hates Shizi so much?

Xie Jingyi glanced at Xiaoyu, interrupted his words in a cold tone, and calmly said, "The Dingguo government originally belonged to the adoptive father, and the title should be inherited by the adoptive father 嫡 parents and children 嗣."

Xiaoxiong's face froze: "But ... you have passed on to the name of the grandfather of the kingdom. If the grandfather has no son, you still have the opportunity to inherit the dukedom of the state."

"Don't call the name of the son, Master." Xie Jingying said in a deep voice, without any ups and downs. He still thanked his family regardless of whether he inherited the title of Duke of the State.

He has his own pride and dignity.

The deep meaning in Xiaoyan's words, can't Xie Jingluo hear it?

But he chose to refuse.

Xiaoxi was shocked, and struggling, "Isn't the old lady acquiesced that you are the son of Dingguo?"

"Without holy approval, this son is nothing but a vanity and can be replaced at any time." Xie Jingyi Junmei's face was indifferent, as long as he was stabbed by him and called him a son, he changed them, and later The grandmother's acquiescence, the people in the house called him Xie Shizi.

Gradually people in Beijing also called him Xie Shizi.

Now Xie Shizi's name has become his bondage.

In the future, the adoptive father had a son-in-law, and Shizi's name was a joke.

Xiaoxi was silent for a long time, and said carefully: "If you do n’t have the position of the son, wouldn't Miss Yang be taken lightly?" Shizi liked Miss Yang, and she should keep her position of the son for Yang.

A touch of tenderness emerged on Xie Jingying's cold and handsome face: "Shu Qing will not care about these vanity names. I am now the commander of the Wucheng Warrior Division and will be promoted in the future. Maybe all this touches the light of the Dingguo government, but I Be qualified for this position. "

Xiao Yan: "..."

Is this really the case?

As a confidant, it is his strength to observe and observe color. As the eldest daughter of An Yuanhou, Miss Yang has a distinguished status, but he sees the ambition in her eyes and is not a kind of person like Miss Jiang Si.

When Shizi and Miss Yang met and knew each other, Xiaozheng knew clearly. At this moment, he couldn't control the idea, whether Miss Yang deliberately dressed as a man and approached Shizi.

After all, Shizi has always kept a distance from women.

Now that Ms. Yang and Shizi have settled a relationship, Xiao Yuan only hopes that Ms. Yang really likes Shizi, not Shizi's status.

...

The next day, when the sky was bright, Jiang Ningbao opened his sleepy eyes, and got out of the bed, wearing a coat, and walked to the window. Someone was cleaning the yard outside.

"Girl, are you awake?" Chunle came in holding the copper basin lightly, and saw the girl standing beside the window lattice, a hint of surprise flashed on her round smiling face.

"Well, I slept early yesterday and got up earlier this morning." Jiang Ningbao calmly walked over to wash.

Chunle: "..."

Jiang Ningbao had eaten breakfast and put on a light blue dress with a bit of red plum embroidered on the skirt and a jasper exquisite **** inserted obliquely on his head. Two pieces of white sheep fat on the waist were worn and clean.

"Let's go, it's time to go to Dingguo Mansion." Jiang Ningbao glanced at the woman on the bronze mirror, smiled, and glanced back at Chunxi Chunle, taking the lead in stepping out of the door, walking room, and ringing the bell. Yan Ting.

After half an hour, the carriage came to Dingguo Mansion.

Jiang Ningbao and his two nieces first went to Rong Xitang to see Mrs. Xie. Mrs. Xie learned that Jiang Ningbao came to the door with a smile on her face and quickly sent someone to call her son.

A moment later, Xing Ye, a Ding Guogong who wore a black robe, stepped into Rongxitang with a steady pace, and his gas field was condensing, which was daunting. Strangely, Ding Guogong also received a man with gray The doctor came here, not far from Dingguo.

"Please, mother."

Dingguo Xie Xun saluted Mrs. Xie on the high hall, and set her eyes on the little girl beside her, who smiled at him.

"Grandpa, I'm here."

The smile is beautiful and sweet, the voice is soft and sweet.

Dingguo Xie Xun felt that his heart was fluttering again and again. He pursed his thin lips, and his handsome and resolute face became seriously condensed.

He really has a heart attack.

At this time, the old lady with white hair came forward to see Mrs. Xie's salute, a little surprised that Mrs. Xie's appearance seemed to be ten years younger.

Probably it is refreshing.

"Ama, why did you call the Taiyi, the mother's health is fine." Mrs. Xie nodded slightly towards the old doctor, and asked Ding Guogong with a smile.

After drinking the medicinal liquor sent by Ningbao girl, her physical pain has disappeared and she is very healthy.

Dingguo Xie Xun shook his head: "The doctor is not going to see you."

Mrs. Xie froze and asked with concern: "Ah, is there something wrong with Jing Ye?"

Dingguo Xie Xun continued to shake his head and turned to the old lady doctor, his voice was low and cold: "Mr. Chen, please diagnose with Miss Jiang Si, I suspect she has a heart disease."

Jiang Ningbao's eyes widened, and the whole person was calm: "Grandpa, I'm fine."

Mrs. Xie was confused.

"You said yesterday that your heart was ill, and the disease was getting worse. I asked for a doctor to diagnose and treat you. Don't hesitate to avoid illness." Dingguo Xie's handsome face was serious and serious.

Jiang Ningbao's fair face was immediately stained with a touch of crimson, and he couldn't help but glared at the wood of Ding Guogong with an expression that was difficult to say.

Mrs. Xie was shocked at first, but then she almost didn't laugh when she heard her son's words. Oh my god, her son is really a rotten tree.

Poor Ningbao girl.

Obviously, the old doctor also heard the nasty feelings in his eyes, and drew the corners of his eyes. It was so funny that Ding Guogong made such an oolong. He coughed and held back a serious mouth.

"Miss Jiang Si, come here, don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment, let the husband diagnose the pulse and calm down."

Jiang Ningbao glanced at Mrs. Xie's narrowed smile and had to step forward to give the old lady a pulse.

After the old lady doctor took the pulse carefully, she twitched her gray beard, glanced at Dingguo Gong, and smiled and said, "Grandfather Guo, Ms. Jiang Si is very good and has no heart disease."

Dingguo Xie Xuan secretly relieved. The little girl was fine. He tried his best to conquer the evil spirits in his body, and asked Emperor Chen Chen seriously to diagnose him.

"Medical doctor, give me a diagnosis. My heartbeat is not normal these days, it may be a heart attack."

Rong Xitang was silent for a moment.

Jiang Ningbao was stunned.

Mrs. Xie, who was drinking tea, almost spewed the tea out of her mouth, and looked at his son's face, his eyes pumping, and even Huang Yan glanced at the grandfather silently.

Grandpa Guo, you are not suffering from a heart attack, you are moving.

The expression of the old lady doctor couldn't say anything, but she still did her utmost responsibility to diagnose the father-in-law in the past, and of course, nothing happened.

Dingguo Xie Xie Jianmei raised his eyebrows and confirmed again and again.

He really felt like he had a heart attack.

After the old lady doctor fled to the desert and looked at Ding Guogong's serious and condensed face, Jiang Ningbao couldn't help laughing.

Hahaha, Grandpa Guo is so cute.

Mrs. Xie couldn't help but also, the cold son also had such a cute side.