The corners of Jiang Ningbao's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.
Looking at the young prince's astonishingly bright peach blossom eyes, she admitted what she was thinking.
She admitted that she had indeed had this idea.
But later she felt that this was blasphemy to Duke Ding.
Duke Ding protects the people and the country. He is the God of War of the Dayue Dynasty. With him, the people of the Dayue Dynasty can live and work in peace and contentment without suffering from war and it's deprivations.
"No, what the young prince said is an insult to Duke Ding. I have admired Duke Ding since I was a child and looked forward to becoming a family with Duke Ding. Now that Lord Xie has withdrawn from the engagement, although I am disappointed, I am not nostalgic."
She continued, "Maybe some people think I'm crazy, but I still want to say that if I can marry Duke Ding, I will have no regrets even if I die!"
Jiang Ningbao's eyebrows were dyed with a sharp edge, and she repeated what she had said with conviction. There was a hint of determination and solemnity.
Duke Ding reminded her of the most powerful person in the last days. After annihilating the zombie king, he was poisoned by the zombie king and killed himself before he could fully transform into a new zombie king.
At that time, Jiang Ningbao, who had no powers to fight, was on the city wall, and that scene was deeply engraved in her mind.
Live again and never disappear.
Thinking of the book saying that Duke Ding only had a short lifespan of thirty years, Jiang Ningbao was grateful for the first time that she had a magical wine-making skill.
With her here, it would not be a problem for Duke Ding to live a long life.
Under the shroud of the tiny sunlight breaking through the clouds, the slender and delicate woman beside the carriage seemed to be coated with a layer of faint golden light, like a cold plum standing proudly in the cold wind.
Tough and beautiful.
The crowd was silent.
The young prince was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.
Suddenly, he felt that his previous actions were too frivolous. The young prince took a rare moment to reflect and said awkwardly:
"Fourth Miss Jiang, I'm sorry. I apologize to you for my actions just now."
There was a hint of surprise in Jiang Ningbao's eyes. It seemed that this little prince was not hopeless. He dares to admit his mistakes. She now has a better impression of him in her heart.
"I accept the apology from the young prince. Can I leave?"
"You all get out of the way and don't surround Fourth Miss Jiang's carriage."
The young prince on the horse waved to his guards to give way and no longer surrounded Jiang Ningbao's carriage.
"Thank you, young prince."
Jiang Ningbao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Chang Ning Mansion was too weak, so it was indeed the right thing to use Duke Ding.
She bid farewell to the young prince and turned around to get on the carriage with Chun Xi who looked dazed.
The two guards then escorted her carriage away.
"Miss, you just scared this slave to death."
On the carriage, Chun Xi wiped away her cold sweat and patted her heart in fear.
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Married To The Male Lead's Father (Translation)
Historical FictionLord Protector Ding, Xie Heng, was the famous bachelor in Dayue Dynasty, also the adoptive father of the male lead in the novel about a reborn woman. He's the war god in the eyes of the commoner and their protector... also the poisonous wealthy husb...