Chapter 651 The emperor is reborn 16

  The old ancestor said a word, and the lady turned off in an instant.

  The old ancestor carried out even his own girl, what else can she say.

  After all, she didn't add a dowry to her own daughter, let alone Xue Bitao, who didn't know what he was thinking about.

  As for the eldest lady, she herself does so much dowry, and many things are not fresh anymore, even if she intends to add makeup to Xue Bitao, I am afraid she will only lose Xue Bitao’s face, and giving it to it is better than not giving it.

  It’s just that the lady didn’t expect that the person Xue Bitao married was the prince, and the ancestors were not cold, hot, salty, or salty.

Madam    clenched her fists, and said with a gloomy expression: "Since this is the case, then forget it."

   "This is natural, how can granddaughter trouble grandmother." The old ancestor took it.

  Single words made the lady unable to say a word.

  After eating, Jiujiu directly helped the ancestor to leave.

  And Zhenyuanhou looked at the lady meaningfully before waving his sleeves and leaving.

  At the beginning, I thought that the eldest lady was a good one, but I didn’t expect that the eyes were so shallow that Xue Bitao was appointed the prince princess. She was so ignorant that she said the ancestors, she really didn’t know what to say.

  Unconsciously, Zhenyuan Hou had already renounced with the lady.

  Looking at the back of everyone leaving, the lady clenched a fist and vowed to Xue Bitao, “Don’t worry, Bitao, I will not treat you badly.”

  At night, Jiujiu sent his ancestors back to the house and talked about the conversation before returning to the Nuan Pavilion, opened the door, and immediately opened Dong'er after feeling the extra breath.

   "Dong'er, today is the Lantern Festival, you can go out to play like them, you don't need to help me to watch the night tonight."

  Dong'er raised her head and glanced at Jiujiu. Although she wanted to go out and have fun like everyone else in her heart, she still felt a little worried about Jiujiu: "Miss, I'll help you guard."

   "It's okay, you go and play, just one night, it won't get in the way."

  Dong'er looked at Jiujiu again.

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

  Dong'er bit her lip: "Then I'll be outside, and the lady can call me if she has something to do."

   "Well, let's go play." Jiujiu smiled and nodded, and Dong'er left without worry.

  Jiujiu opened the door and rolled her eyes anger while looking at Zhou Haiqing, who was sitting at the table. , Zhou Haiqing didn’t know how to do it. He simply regarded Zhenyuanhou’s Mansion as his backyard. In terms of speaking, he just left. I’ve been here three or four times this month. Today, the Lantern Festival, every family gathers together. Jiu thought he was not coming back, but who knew he was still coming.

   "Why, unhappy?" Zhou Haiqing asked in a gentle voice.

  Jiujiu sat opposite Zhou Haiqing, poured a cup of tea, and said, "Is the general free?"

  Zhou Haiqing frowned, and replied with a serious look: "It is not idle, the border is a little unstable during this period, and there will be war in less than three years."

   Jiujiu raised her head and looked 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 am doing?"

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

   Zhou Haiqing: "Naughty."

  Jiu Jiu raised a **** towards Zhou Haiqing in his heart, go to your uncle’s naughty, Jiu Jiu secretly scorned in his heart.

Seeing the corners of Jiujiu’s abandoned mouth and the disgust at the corners of his eyes, Zhou Haiqing smiled, raised his hand and rubbed the top of Jiujiu’s hair, and said softly: "I will leave the capital for a while in a few days, I will Ask someone to protect you, and be careful yourself."

   "Oh." Jiujiu nodded: "Will it be long?"

  Zhou Haiqing: "As long as one month, as little as half a month."

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

Hearing Jiujiu's concern, Zhou Haiqing couldn't help but evoke a slight smile. He raised his hand and stroked Jiujiu's cheeks, feeling the slippery feeling produced by the friction between the palm of his hand and Jiujiu's delicate skin, and the corners of his mouth were slightly picked: "Thank you Madam for your concern."

  Jiu Jiu, clutching her hot cheeks from the calluses in Zhou Haiqing’s hands, staring at each other glaringly: "..."

   seemed to be really urgent, Zhou Haiqing left in a hurry after speaking.

  And this time, Jiujiu has never seen Zhou Haiqing even in March.

  Because they have already been married, Jiujiu and Xue Bitao also began to prepare their dowry like other women to be married.

   Although it is said that most of the ancestors helped Zhang Luo, there are still some small things she made by herself.

  Jiu Jiu is not very good at embroidery, but he can't resist Dong'er's good craftsmanship, and because of Xue Biyu's memory, Jiu Jiu reluctantly embroidered some small things.

   And this time, something happened for several months, and it soon came to the day of Jiu Jiu, and the eighth day of the next month was the wedding date between her and Zhou Haiqing.

  Like Xue Biyu’s wedding date, on this day, Xue Biyu was designed to marry the prince, and the 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 take good care of her on the wedding day, but since that day, Zhou Haiqing is like the world has evaporated, and there is no shadow at all. Jiujiu can only count the days to look forward to. If Zhou Haiqing can come back the day before the wedding, it would be embarrassing if there is no groom at the wedding.

   Soon it’s the wedding day.

  Early in the morning, Jiujiu was dug out from the bed to dress up.

Because Xue Bitao was also married on this day, the two were put together to dress up. For the sake of good luck and good fame, the wedding dresses of the two were changed to exactly the same in the end. Except for the different hijabs, the others were simply the same. It was carved out of a mold, especially if the bride’s makeup was painted. If it is not a familiar person, others will not be able to distinguish it at all.

  There is still some time before the bridegroom greets her. Xue Bitao looked at Jiujiu, who was sitting next to her with a shy face, but still couldn’t hold back the jealousy in her heart: "Sister, I don’t know when we can meet each other today."

Jiujiu glanced at the hijab not far away, walked over, and squeezed his hijab tightly behind the palm of his hand, and then replied: "Today Jiujiu is the princess. If you miss me, only You need a call, so why do you say this?"

Xue Bitao didn't expect Jiujiu to be so vigilant. He would pinch the hijab in the palm of his hand early. After his face changed, he said: "As people say, the gate of the palace is as deep as the sea, and the prince has two concubines before me. I'm afraid..."

  Xue Bitao looked at Jiujiu with a sad complexion, her eyes frowning, and a layer of unspoiled sorrow was enveloped between her eyebrows, and she said sadly, "I really envy my sister, you have the favor of the general."

  Jiujiu: "I and the general are just a fate, why have you ever said that you love it, sister carefully."

  (End of this chapter)