Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

The carriage was still bumping, the scenery outside the carriage was picturesque, Jiaoyang was leaning on Sheng Yuzhi, everything seemed to mean eternity.

Time passed by in such a hurry, but in just three years, during this period, Xiao Country had undergone earth-shaking changes. The late emperor died suddenly, and the prince, together with the legitimate sons of the Xie family and the Sheng family, put down the rebellion of the seven kings and ascended the throne.

When the enthronement ceremony was held, Jiaoyang was also present. She watched the familiar "smiling tiger" in her memory gradually transform into the "paralyzed face" she now has. Wearing a golden dragon robe, she stepped up to the high platform step by step without a smile, accepting the worship of all people, and sitting on the world, she still felt a little emotional in her heart. .

After the prince ascended the throne, all his close associates followed him to heaven. His elder brother was named a first-class courtier. His bull-headed face was directly equal to his father who had great military exploits. The ugly guy was named Prince Rui. However, Jiaoyang knew that that guy had always harbored evil intentions and had not revealed them yet, and the seventh prince who was withdrawn that day was just cannon fodder.

Even Cao Qingqing was named a first-class female official, becoming the only woman in the history of the court since the founding of the Xiao Kingdom.

Jiaoyang looked around and found that among the group of them, she was the only one without an official position, and she was instantly unhappy.

In the restaurant, she pointed at the guy who was already the emperor: "You have a paralyzed face, you stingy guy! Why am I the only one who has nothing? Do you have any objections to me?"

The guy waved the fan in his hand and looked at her with a half-smile for a while, which almost made her feel confused. Then he calmly said: "Nanning and the sixteenth brother defended the imperial city with loyalty and loyalty. Yu Zhi is here." There is a lesson to be learned from the behind-the-scenes control of the overall situation, and Ms. Cao is indispensable for making suggestions. What about you? What have you done for me?"

"I" Jiaoyang blinked. In fact, that day she was looking for a spacious place with a good view in a street in the capital, ready to watch a good show.

Because in her memory, that ugly monster would clearly reveal his true colors on the night of the emperor's sudden death and completely stand against him.

But she waited and waited, but she did not wait for the news of the Choubaguai's rebellion. Instead, she waited for the news that the Choubaguai and the Smiling Tiger had put down the rebellion of the Seven Kings. With the two of them joining forces, the Seven Kings seemed like a clown joke.

Jiao Yang was puzzled by this. Could it be that this ugly monster suddenly put down his butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately? She didn't believe it. People like those who develop psychological distortions from childhood can only maintain stability for a period of time at most, and will never become a good person in their lifetime. Situations like this can only mean that the ugly monster is brewing a bigger conspiracy behind the scenes.

After just hesitating for a moment, Jiaoyang spoke confidently again, with her eyes wide open: "Didn't I encourage you mentally?! When you ascended the throne that day, I even applauded you!"

The paralyzed face's eyelids twitched, after what she said, even the paralyzed face was cured by her after she ascended the throne, look at how good she is.

"You still have the nerve to say that."

He looked at her with a paralyzed face and a dark face.

Don't think that he didn't see it that day. When everyone knelt down to worship him, he didn't kneel down at all. Instead, he stayed in the crowd and applauded in a very perfunctory manner.

"Don't think that I didn't see how you fished in troubled waters that day, so I just turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it. If I didn't punish you with beheading, it was just out of past kindness."

After the words fell, Jiaoyang's eyes opened even wider: "You"

With this paralyzed face, is it great to be an emperor? Now she starts to speak in a pretentious tone. Even if she is not given an official title, she actually wants to kill her head!

The cow-headed man who was eating and picking up vegetables next to him put down the chopsticks in his hand and let out a gloating "Pfft".

Sheng Yuzhi advised her: "Jiaoyang, do you really want to be an official?"

Jiaoyang was almost furious. She was rubbing her hands in front of the paralyzed face: "I didn't really think about it at first, but now I suddenly think about it."

"This" Sheng Yuzhi looked troubled for a while, and then looked at his paralyzed face asking for help.

Faceless Face frowned, and then asked her: "With your abilities, what do you think you can do?"

"Ah, young master, I can do anything," Jiaoyang dealt with it casually, thinking in her heart, even if you give me the throne under your butt, "As long as it is a casual job, there is almost no need to do anything, and the status is not as good as Brother and Niu have a low head and a low face, and then their salary and treatment will be better."

The paralyzed face sneered: "It's a beautiful thought."

"What's wrong?" Jiaoyang put down her chopsticks and glared at him.

"How can there be such an official position in the court?" The bull-headed face interrupted.

"There is no such official position now, why not just add one? Isn't he the emperor now? It doesn't matter what he says."

Jiaoyang pursed her lips, put her hands behind her head and leaned against him, deliberately connoting him, "You are now an emperor, not a puppet. You can't do anything you want. He can't do it, he can only represent He did not want."

"I just don't want to, what do you think?" He looked at her with a paralyzed face and squinted his eyes. From this look, he really seemed to have some imperial majesty. "At most, I should be at the third level, and no higher."

"Third rank? Isn't it lower than Cao Qingqing? Then why don't I get a first rank no matter what?"

Cao Qingqing, who had been quietly eating hot pot next to her, was inexplicably hit by an arrow and looked at her expressionlessly.

"First grade?" His face was paralyzed and his eyes were deep, obviously he was angry with her, "Unless my brain is broken."

Ever since that day when he said to her with a paralyzed face, "Unless he has lost his mind," Jiaoyang started a month-long cold war with him.

During this period of time, Jiaoyang coldly turned away when she saw Mian Pian Lian, not even afraid of punishment. Anyway, with her brother here, she didn't believe what Mian Pian Lian would do to her.

On that day, a clown stopped her. Jiaoyang was already in a bad mood. When she looked up, she saw the face of Sheng Er.

Jiaoyang twitched her lips, preparing to take care of him. She had been so comfortable during this period that she almost forgot about this guy.

That man had already had a long-standing grudge with her because of the oiran Hongluo, but now he appeared in front of her, looking drunk and smelling of alcohol.

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows, pinched her nose, and gloated: "Why, you were rejected by a beauty again, so you drank it? Let me tell you, although you look good, in terms of talent, knowledge, and character, , appearance, how can you compare with me, I have seen my pearls, how can I look at you with your eyes."

Speaking of this, Jiaoyang raised her chin proudly, which was bound to hit the person to death.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Er was standing in front of her, staring at her blankly for a while, then suddenly threw away the wine jar in his hand, rushed over and hugged her tightly.

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