The First Madam was a little overwhelmed by the Old Ancestor's rebuke, so she pushed the blame of the Old Ancestor's anger to Jiujiu. She couldn't help but speak in an unpleasant tone, "I think the second son of the Minister of Revenue is not bad. What do you think, Old Ancestor?"
The second son of the Minister of Revenue was not bad. His reputation as a talent had already spread throughout the capital. However, all this was just superficial.
In fact, the second son was just a concubine's son. For the sake of reputation, it was said that he was the posthumous son of the deceased mistress. However, as long as one inquired, everyone knew that the second son's biological mother was a concubine. First Madam dared to say that she would marry Jiujiu to a concubine's son.
Old Madam's face instantly turned ugly when the flower that she had carefully raised was ruined like this. She snorted, "Since he is not bad, let's give Bitao to him. Yuer can't talk about marriage in front of Elder Sister."
Even though Xue Bitao and Jiujiu were born of the same mother, Xue Bitao was still older than Jiujiu. First Madam was immediately blocked by Old Madam. She wanted to say that Jiujiu couldn't be compared with Xue Bitao.
In First Madam's eyes, Xue Bitao was obedient and sensible, and she was simply her intimate little cotton-padded jacket. However, she didn't think that in Old Madam's eyes, Jiujiu was her intimate little cotton-padded jacket.
Old Madam couldn't wait to hold Jiujiu in her arms and hold her in the palm of her hand. However, First Madam directly mentioned the second son of the Minister of Revenue to Jiujiu.
How dare a concubine's child be given to Jiujiu? It should be known that the second son of the Minister of Revenue was a concubine. As long as one inquired a little, they would know that. However, First Madam didn't even mention it. If she didn't do it on purpose, then she didn't have any feelings for Jiujiu.
At the thought of how considerate First Madam was to Xue Bitao but treated Jiujiu so coldly, the Ancestor's heart sank.
It was not a problem for a person to be biased. She also admitted that she was biased towards Jiujiu. Even her eldest brother was not as important as Jiujiu. However, she would not completely ignore the other children because of favoritism.
However, First Madam ignored Jiujiu and ignored Jiujiu because of partiality for Xue Bitao. She even vaguely and perfunctorily.
Even if she was a little more scheming, she would not tell Jiujiu about the second son of the Minister of Revenue. The Elder Madam was really disappointed in her.
First Madam wanted to marry Jiujiu so that Old Madam could see Xue Bitao. However, she was directly refuted by Xue Bitao. Embarrassed, First Madam didn't dare to mention Jiujiu's marriage anymore. She was afraid that Old Madam would really tell Xue Bitao about the second son.
In First Madam's eyes, it was easy for Xue Bitao to marry a prince as a princess with her appearance. How could a second son be worthy of Xue Bitao?
Therefore, First Madam's partiality was to her armpits.
However, First Madam's words also reminded Old Madam that Jiujiu was about to get married. She needed to start looking at others.
Old Madam didn't bother to pay attention to First Madam who was extremely partial and Second Madam who wanted to watch the show with evil intentions. She waved her hand and said, "Leave. Yu 'er and Bitao stay with me."
Seeing that Old Madam also asked Xue Bitao to leave, First Madam didn't say anything.
First Madam and Second Madam nodded and left. Jiujiu also sat aside.
Looking at Xue Bitao's face, Old Madam sighed.
In the past, Xue Bitao and Jiujiu were ninety percent alike. But now, because Jiujiu was busy practicing and Xue Bitao was obsessed with dressing up, the ninety percent resemblance was reduced to sixty percent. Xue Bitao was charming while Jiujiu was delicate. Compared with Xue Bitao, Jiujiu was more like a child.
They hadn't seen each other for only a few days, but Xue Bitao seemed to be a different person. Old Madam was a little absent-minded and waved her hand, "Bitao, come here and let me have a look."
Xue Bitao stood up and walked to the Old Ancestor's side. Her face was red as she called out to the Old Ancestor.
Old Madam looked at Xue Bitao carefully and whispered, "Bitao, you have been attending banquets with your mother these months. Have you met a man you like?"
Xue Bitao blushed and shook her head shyly. She said no repeatedly.
Really no?
Of course, she really didn't. After all, she was going to marry the general. Those ordinary people naturally wouldn't be interested in her.
Seeing Xue Bitao shaking her head, Old Madam couldn't help but sigh and said regretfully, "I thought that if you have a man you like, I would risk my old face to ask for a marriage for you. Since you don't, then forget it. Yu 'er, do you have a man you like?"
After Old Madam finished speaking, Xue Bitao's face turned green in an instant.
Although Old Madam stayed in the mansion and didn't care about worldly affairs now, her social network was far wider than that of First Madam. If she really asked, it was possible to ask for a marriage for the general.
Xue Bitao's intestines turned green, but she had already said it. Naturally, she couldn't say it again.
Seeing Xue Bitao's ugly expression, Jiujiu didn't need to think to know what she was thinking. Jiujiu originally wanted to say no, but her eyes turned. She thought for a moment and said, "Yu 'er has someone she likes."
Old Madam thought Jiujiu would say no, but unexpectedly, Jiujiu said yes. Old Madam's eyes lit up and she asked repeatedly, "Who is Yu 'er's sweetheart? If I'm not wrong, Old Madam will definitely ask for a marriage for Yu' er."
Jiujiu turned her head to look at Xue Bitao, who was gnashing her teeth. She whispered with a red face, "Yu 'er saw the general at the palace banquet yesterday. The general was handsome and had an awe-inspiring temperament. Yu' er … Yu 'er …"
Before she could finish her sentence, Jiujiu's face turned red.
When she heard about the palace banquet, Old Madam's throat almost rose. She was afraid that Jiujiu would suddenly say the words Crown Prince. But in the end, when she heard Jiujiu say it was the general, she let out a sigh of relief.
Although Zhou Haiqing wasn't the Crown Prince, his identity was a bit sensitive. Although he was the general and the Emperor seemed to trust him, in reality, he was walking on ice. If he wasn't careful, he would fall into a bottomless abyss.
Old Madam sighed. Looking at Jiujiu's red cheeks, she didn't know what to say. Of all the people she could like, she liked this Zhou Haiqing. She really didn't know what to say.
At this time, a certain person who was leaning on the roof and eavesdropping heard Jiujiu say that she liked him. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but curve. He turned his head to look at the adjutant standing beside him and said in a low voice, "The Emperor owed me a promise last time. Do you still remember?"
The adjutant's mouth twitched, "The general is going to ask for a marriage?"
Zhou Haiqing raised a hand to rub his chin, "Why not?"
When he thought of marrying Jiujiu, this obedient, sensible, and fair little girl, Zhou Haiqing felt exceptionally happy.
The adjutant looked at Zhou Haiqing who had fallen into the web of love and sighed. He silently thought about what would be suitable as a betrothal gift in the fu.
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