Xue Bitao: "No, it's just that I don't like the bed."
"Yu 'er thought I was disturbing you." Jiujiu pursed her lips and smiled, "Since you don't like the bed, Yu' er will go next time."
Hearing that Jiujiu wanted to go to her place, Xue Bitao waved her hand and refused, "No need to trouble yourself."
Jiujiu frowned, "Don't you like Yu 'er? Why don't you want to sleep with Yu 'er? "
Jiujiu's eyes were filled with hurt, and her disappointed look made Zhenyuan Hou's heart ache. He raised his hand and rubbed Jiujiu's hair, then turned his head and scolded Xue Bitao, "Bitao, you're the older sister, you have to give in to Yu 'er."
Xue Bitao felt wronged. She was only 15 minutes away from Jiujiu, why should she give in to her?
Xue Bitao's lips moved, and after a moment, she lowered her head and agreed.
Seeing Xue Bitao's wronged appearance, First Madam's dissatisfaction with Jiujiu reached its peak.
On this day, at First Madam's father's house, First Madam's attitude towards Jiujiu was neither cold nor warm. On the contrary, she was considerate towards Xue Bitao.
Such a big contrast made First Madam's parents unable to bear it.
When it was time to rest, First Madam's mother pulled her and whispered, "My daughter, I know you like Bitao, but you can't be so biased in front of Zhenyuan Hou. Yu 'er is famous now, she will definitely find a good marriage. If you're so biased, it won't be good if she falls out with you in the future."
First Madam pursed her lips and said disapprovingly, "I'm her mother, she can't disobey me. Moreover, she will marry whoever I want her to marry. I have Bitao, so I don't need to rely on her in the future."
First Madam's mother shook her head at First Madam's words, but when she saw First Madam's stubborn face, she knew it was useless to say more, so she could only sigh and shake her head before leaving.
The next day, the third day of the New Year.
Early in the morning, Zhou Haiqing went straight to court and proposed.
When the Emperor heard Zhou Haiqing's request, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Zhou Haiqing only furrowed his brows in slight displeasure at the emperor's astonishment. Then, he continued, "Your Majesty, this humble subject requests for a marriage decree."
"Which family's girl did my beloved official take a fancy to?" The Emperor pretended to be free and easy as he stroked his beard. He was very curious.
Zhou Haiqing replied, "The second daughter of the Marquis of Zhenyuan."
"Oh, it's her." The two young ladies of the Zhenyuan Marquis family were both good girls that were hard to come by. The eldest young lady was titled as the number one beauty in the capital, while the second young lady was renowned for her talent. No matter which one he married, they would both be excellent.
However, he didn't expect that Zhou Haiqing didn't take a fancy to the charming First Young Lady. Instead, he took a fancy to the gentle Second Young Lady. This really surprised him.
However, it was already rare for Zhou Haiqing to come and beg him. After thinking for a moment, the Emperor agreed without hesitation. After all, even if he didn't agree, Zhou Haiqing would have a way to get him to agree. Why not go with the flow?
Striking while the iron was hot, the Emperor immediately waved his brush and wrote a decree of marriage in almost an instant. Zhou Haiqing didn't wait for the Emperor to speak and directly took the decree and strode away.
Looking at Zhou Haiqing's impatient appearance, the Emperor was quite astonished. No matter how he looked at Zhou Haiqing, he seemed a little impatient. Was this Second Young Lady really that good?
The Emperor's curiosity was piqued by Zhou Haiqing's actions. He hurriedly ordered his personal bodyguard to carefully investigate the Second Young Lady's character.
Zhou Haiqing didn't delay for a moment. After receiving the decree, he immediately went to the Zhenyuan Marquis' residence.
Zhou Haiqing was invited in as soon as he entered the door. Facing the puzzled gaze of the Zhenyuan Marquis, Zhou Haiqing opened the decree and read it out loud. After hearing the decree of marriage, the Old Ancestor was startled. She tilted her head and looked at Jiujiu, who was a little dazed like her. After blinking her eyes, she didn't know why she laughed.
The Old Ancestor naturally doted on Jiujiu. Although she wasn't very satisfied with Jiujiu wanting to marry Zhou Haiqing.
Zhou Haiqing seemed to be favored by the powerful Emperor, but the Old Ancestor had already seen through the surface. Zhou Haiqing's merits were so great that it shocked the Emperor. He didn't understand what it meant to retreat in the face of adversity. Although it seemed like a flower was embroidered in brocade, it was actually burning oil in a raging fire. Marrying Zhou Haiqing seemed good, but it was actually an exceptionally risky thing.
On the other hand, Zhou Haiqing's thoughts were dark and unpredictable. He was even more ferocious on the battlefield. But now, seeing Zhou Haiqing looking at Jiujiu affectionately with a certain kind of rippling tenderness, the Old Ancestor inexplicably wanted to laugh.
She was old and didn't want to think about other things. However, Jiujiu liked Zhou Haiqing. Since Zhou Haiqing proposed to ask for the decree, it could be seen that he also liked Jiujiu very much. Since they liked each other and there was an imperial decree, then what reason was there to not let them be together?
Zhenyuan Hou, who had received the decree, was even more stunned. That day when Zhou Haiqing went up to greet him, the person he had been looking at was Xue Bitao. So, these days, he had been thinking about how to marry Xue Bitao off. Who would have thought that Zhou Haiqing would directly ask for an imperial decree to appoint a marriage? And the person appointed to the marriage was indeed Jiujiu.
Zhenyuan Hou didn't have much patience with Xue Bitao, but he was a loving father to Jiujiu. Zhenyuan Hou was especially reluctant to let the daughter he liked marry Zhou Haiqing. But under the imperial decree, he could only agree. But there was a bit more inquiry in his eyes when he looked at Zhou Haiqing.
It wasn't a bow because of power, but a father sizing up the man who was about to become his son-in-law.
To the side, Xue Bitao had already broken the fingernails in her hand. The hatred in her heart surged out like a tide.
In her previous life, the Emperor had also decreed a marriage, but that was when she and Jiujiu were about to become of age. But now, there was still half a year before the ceremony, but the imperial decree came early. The person who read the imperial decree was Zhou Haiqing. Moreover, from the way Zhou Haiqing looked at Jiujiu, she knew that he liked Jiujiu. Xue Bitao's heart was filled with hatred.
Five days later, on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.
Zhou Haiqing came to propose marriage.
In order to show how much he valued Jiujiu, Zhou Haiqing's betrothal gifts were plentiful and precious, enough to fill up the warm room.
The Old Ancestor casually picked up a pair of bracelets. Looking at the color and warmth of the bracelets, she sighed and rubbed the top of Jiujiu's head. She said softly, "Time really flies. My Yu 'er is about to get married."
Thinking back to when Jiujiu was still a small ball, when she held her in her arms, it was as if she saw her daughter when she was young. She didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, it was time for Jiujiu to get married. How fast.
Jiujiu's little face blushed. She hurriedly put down the things in her hands and hugged the Old Ancestor's arm. She said coquettishly, "Yu 'er won't get married. Yu' er wants to accompany Old Ancestor for the rest of my life."
"Silly child, how can you not get married?" The Old Ancestor chuckled and tapped the tip of Jiujiu's little nose. "Women will eventually get married. Look at it, that General also likes you. He won't treat you badly in the future."
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