"Bitao is much better. Please worry about the ancestors." Xue Bitao's face showed shame.

The ancestor sighed, raised his hand and gently poked Xue Bitao on the top of his hair. He said angrily, "you are just playful, but you scared yu'er and me. Yu'er, come and see your sister."

The ancestor said that and waved to Jiujiu.

The old ancestors called themselves Bitao, but they called Jiu Jiu yu'er. It is clear at a glance which one is close and which one is distant.

Xue Bitao's rebirth is naturally to hold everything firmly in the palm of his hand.

In the previous life, she was despised by others because of Xue Biyu's relationship. Even her husband regarded herself as a grass mustard, not to mention that Zhou Haiqing, a general who couldn't see her originally, didn't want to live as miserable as her life in this life. She wanted to be a master.

The love of her ancestors is naturally something she must compete for in the mansion.

However, Mingming's ancestors treated her and Xue Biyu equally in her previous life. How come the ancestors treated Xue Biyu so well after she came back?

Xue Bitao drew a big question mark in her heart, but she was calm on her face. She just raised her pale and haggard little face, showed a fragile smile and greeted Jiujiu affectionately: "yu'er, you're coming."

Jiujiu is also convinced of Xue Bitao's face changing Kung Fu. She walks to the bedside and holds Xue Bitao's hand. A pair of beautiful big eyes are filled with concerned greetings: "sister, how are you feeling today?"

The two people held their hands tightly together. A thin and dense cold sweat came out of Xue Bitao's palm, wetting the palms they held.

Jiujiu frowned and looked thoughtfully at Xue Bitao, but her face was naive: "sister, are you very hot? Why are your hands wet?"

Jiujiu's innocent words let the old ancestor's eyes pull from her to Xue Bitao again. If the old ancestor looked at Xue Bitao thoughtfully, he gently told the eldest lady: "Bitao is bothered to take care of you these days. Dingyuan's child is stubborn. I know you have been wronged. I'll let him make amends with you in person in a few days."

Zhenyuan Hou is the husband of the eldest lady, but he has to make amends to him at the command of his ancestors. This is clearly helping the eldest lady, but actually beating the eldest lady.

Why Zhenyuan Hou wronged her is not because he didn't do it well.

The words of the old ancestors hit the eldest lady word by word, which was as painful as a sword. The eldest lady's face was even more painful, but even if she was wronged in her heart, she could only bow her head.

The old ancestor was satisfied and left with Jiujiu's hand.

Looking at the back of Jiujiu and her ancestors leaving, the eyes of the eldest lady and Xue Bitao shine with hatred.

The eldest lady's hatred is aimed at the ugliness of her ancestors and the bias of her ancestors, while Xue Bitao's hatred is aimed at Jiujiu.

In her last life, she was so innocent that she devoted herself to her husband and gave birth to his eldest son, but he regarded himself as nothing, and even poisoned himself and his children in the end. It was a pity that he finally died at the hands of the general.

Xue Bitao had a heart for the crown prince in her last life. In this life, she vowed that she must live for herself.

Since he doesn't love himself, she doesn't want to love. She wants to live a wonderful life.

In this life, she doesn't want a prince, she just wants a general.

When the crown prince never liked Xue Biyu in his last life, the general treated Xue Biyu like a pearl. Even in the end, he was forced to rebel. A man can be so affectionate to a woman. This is the husband he wants.

Xue Bitao is no longer thinking about the position above 10000 people under that person. What she wants is the sincerity of the general.

In the following days, Jiujiu and her ancestors visited Xue Bitao several times and didn't go again.

For one thing, Xue Bitao is just a little girl film, which is not worth the constant visit of the old ancestor. For the other hand, the old ancestor asked mammy Li to find a master for Jiujiu. She is arranging Jiujiu's next courses during this period of time.

Jiujiu is smart and has accumulated for many generations. Her temperament is outstanding and her skills are countless. She is proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even a random minor is praised by the master who came to teach her piano skills.

Within a few months, Jiujiu's name spread.

Xue Bitao, on the other hand, fell behind Jiujiu a lot in her last life because of her playfulness. But at that time, because of her stubbornness, Jiujiu never taught separately from her. Although Jiujiu was only famous, she did not exaggerate in this life. Seeing that she could not press Jiujiu in talent, Xue Bitao could only choose to overwhelm Jiujiu in beauty.

Xue Bitao is nine points similar to Jiujiu, but her temperament is very different. Now Xue Bitao is reborn and knows some future makeup skills. She can't compare her talent, so she wins in makeup. After several banquets, Xue Bitao's reputation for beauty spread.

It will soon be the end of the year.

New year's Eve is naturally a state banquet.

Zhenyuan Hou has only one eldest brother. Unfortunately, the eldest brother is only two years old. He is too young. It is cold in winter. Naturally, he can't bring the eldest brother out, so he took Jiujiu and Xue Bitao out.

Jiujiu is dressed in blue clothes and white cloak, while Xue Bitao is dressed in pink clothes and red cloak. One of them is as foggy as the blue misty rain that day, and the other is as eye-catching as the Chimonanthus on the treetop in winter. Although they look similar, they have their own characteristics. When they walk together, they are naturally particularly eye-catching.

The emperor has a close personal relationship with Zhenyuan Hou. Zhenyuan hou can be called the emperor's confidant. The emperor looked at Jiujiu and Xue Bitao, who are different in clothes and makeup. He raised his hand and stroked his beard and praised him: "Zhenyuan Hou is so lucky."

Zhenyuan Hou hurriedly got up and bowed his hand: "the emperor praised me."

The emperor smiled, but he looked at Jiujiu and Xue Bitao from time to time, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Jiujiu, who had been lowering her head, suddenly felt two lines of sight. One came from the emperor. Jiujiu raised her eyelids slightly, and saw the prince sitting in the emperor's hands looking at her with a tight frown. Jiujiu blinked his eyes, some confused.

Why does the prince look at himself?

It seems that the prince is aware that he has found him. After frowning slightly, the prince directly doesn't turn his head, picks up the wine glass and looks up to pour down a glass of wine.

Another line of sight surprised Jiujiu even more. It was general Zhou Haiqing.

Zhou Haiqing's face is as handsome as Xue Biyu's memory. It is probably a perennial frontier life. Ling lie's temperament is like a long sword out of its sheath, but his eyes looking at Jiujiu are particularly gentle. The smile is slightly picked out from the corners of his mouth, giving people the illusion that the first snow has not melted.

The tenderest is just the tenderness of an iron man. No wonder Xue Biyu's heart fell on Zhou Haiqing at a glance.