After the ancestor said something, the eldest lady instantly shut down.

The ancestor even carried out his own girl, what else could she say?

After all, she didn't give her own daughter a dowry, let alone Xue Bitao, who was originally not worthy of his mind.

As for the eldest lady, she only had a little dowry, and many things were no longer new. Even if she was willing to add makeup to Xue Bitao, she would probably only lose her face. It would be better not to give it to her if she gave it to her.

But what the eldest lady didn't expect was that the person Xue Bitao married was the prince, but the ancestors were lukewarm, neither hot nor salty nor light.

The eldest lady clenched her fists and said with a gloomy face: "Since that's the case, let's forget it."

"This is naturally, there is no granddaughter to bother my grandmother." The ancestor followed up.

A word made the eldest lady unable to say a word.

After dinner, Jiujiu helped his ancestor leave directly.

Zhenyuan Hou glanced at the eldest lady meaningfully and waved his sleeves away.

At first, I thought the eldest lady was a good lady, but I didn't expect that her eyes were so shallow that Xue Bitao was decided by the Crown Princess. She just talked about her ancestors so ignorantly, but she really didn't know what to do.

Before he knew it, Zhenyuan Hou was already separated from the eldest lady.

Looking at the backs of everyone leaving, the eldest lady clenched her fists and said to Xue Bitao confidently: "Don't worry, Bitao, I will definitely not treat you badly."

At night, Jiujiu sent his ancestor back to the house and talked before returning to the warm pavilion. She pushed open the door and immediately sent Dong'er away after feeling the excess breath.

"Dong'er, today is Lantern Festival. You can go out to play like them. I don't have to watch me tonight."

Dong'er looked up at Jiujiu. Although she wanted to go out for fun like everyone else, she was still a little worried. Jiujiu: "Miss, I'll help you with it."

"It's okay, go and play for one night, it's okay."

Dong'er looked at Jiujiu again.

Jiujiu smiled and said, "Go and go, I'm fine."

Dong'er bit her lip: "Then I'm outside, just call me if you have something to do."

"Well, go and have fun." Jiujiu smiled and nodded, and Dong'er left with anxiety.

Jiujiu pushed open the door and looked at Zhou Haiqing who was sitting at the table. She rolled her eyes in anger. Zhou Haiqing didn't know what to do. She treated Zhenyuan Hou Mansion as her backyard. She said she could just leave. She has been here three or four times this month. Today, on the Lantern Festival, every household gathered together. Jiujiu thought he wouldn't come back, but who knew he would come anyway.

"Why, unhappy?" Zhou Hai asked gently with a clear throat.

Jiujiu sat opposite Zhou Haiqing, poured a cup of tea casually, and sipped a little while saying, "Is the general very idle?"

Zhou Haiqing frowned and replied seriously: "I am not idle, the border has been a little uneasy these days, and there will be wars within three years."

Jiujiu looked up at Zhou Haiqing: "What did the general tell me about this?"

"You are my wife and have the right to know this. Don't you want to know what I'm doing?"

Jiujiu curled her lips: "I don't want to know at all." And she didn't want him to come to him at all.

Zhou Haiqing: "Naughty."

Jiujiu raised a middle finger to Zhou Haiqing in her heart, and she was so naughty that Jiujiu secretly swears in her heart.

Looking at the disgust at the corners of Jiujiu's lips and eyes, Zhou Haiqing smiled slightly, raised his hand to rub Jiujiu's hair, and said softly: "I will leave the capital for a while in a few days. I will let someone protect you, be more careful."

"Oh." Jiujiu nodded: "Do you have to go for a long time?"

Zhou Haiqing: "It can be as many as one month, and it can be as few as half a month."

"Oh." Jiujiu blinked: "Be careful on the road."

Hearing Jiujiu's concern, Zhou Haiqing couldn't help but smile, and raised her hand and stroked Jiujiu's cheeks, feeling the smoothness caused by the friction between the palm of her palm and Jiujiu's delicate skin, and the corner of her mouth was slightly raised: "Thank you for your concern, Madam."

Jiujiu covered her cheeks, which were heated by the calluses in Zhou Haiqing's palm, and she looked at each other with anger: "..."

It seemed that it was really urgent, and Zhou Haiqing hurriedly left after saying that.

And this time, Sanyue Jiujiu had never seen Zhou Haiqing for a while.

Because he had already betrothed, Jiujiu and Xue Bitao began to prepare their dowry like other women who were about to marry.

Although most of the ancestors helped her arrange some small things, she made them herself.

Jiujiu is not very good at embroidery, but she can't resist Dong'er's skills. And because of Xue Biyu's memory, Jiujiu barely embroidered some small things.

And this time, there were several months of trouble, and soon it was Jiujiu and the hairpin. The eighth day of the next month was her wedding date with Zhou Haiqing.

Just like the wedding date in Xue Biyu's memory, on this day, Xue Biyu was designed to marry the prince. In order to cover up, Zhenyuan Hou Mansion asked Xue Biyu to pretend to be Xue Bitao, and then began Xue Bitao's miserable and short life.

Jiujiu wanted to contact Zhou Haiqing to let him remember to look forward to her on the wedding day, but since that day, Zhou Haiqing has disappeared, and she has no shadow at all. Jiujiu can only count the days and hope that Zhou Haiqing will come back the day before the wedding, otherwise it would be embarrassing if there was no groom at the wedding.

It's the wedding day soon.

Early in the morning, Jiujiu was dug out of the bed and dressed up.

Because Xue Bitao got married this day, the two were dressed up together. For the sake of good luck and good reputation, their wedding dresses were finally replaced with exactly the same one. Except for the different veils, the others were simply carved from the same mold, especially with the bride's makeup. If they were not familiar, the others would not be able to tell the difference.

There was still some time before the groom greeted her. Xue Bitao looked at Jiujiu, who was sitting beside her and looked shy, but still couldn't resist the jealousy in her heart: "Sister, I don't know when I will meet again today."

Jiujiu glanced at the veil not far away, walked over, and pinched her veil tightly in the palm of her hand, then replied: "Jiujiu is the crown princess today. If you miss me, you need to summon me immediately, why do you say this?"

Xue Bitao didn't expect that Jiujiu was so vigilant. She would pinch the veil in her palm early. After her expression changed, she said: "As a saying goes, as soon as you enter the palace gate, the prince already had two concubines before me, I'm afraid..."

Xue Bitao looked at Jiujiu with a sad face, her eyes frowned slightly, and a layer of undispersed sorrow was shrouded between her eyebrows and eyes, and she said with a sad look: "I really envy you for your love from the general, my sister."

Jiujiu: "I only met the general. I have never been favored by you. Sister is careful to say it." (To be continued)
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