Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"If you are really angry, the worst thing you can do is chop off my head. That would be a good thing. It would be better to die than to suffer the anger of you guys!"

Jiaoyang rolled her eyes at the door, determined not to have anything to do with them.

His face was paralyzed and he looked ugly: "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true," Jiaoyang twitched the corner of her mouth, "Anyway, you have been unhappy with me for a long time, and I am the same. As long as I don't have to follow you anymore, I will kill or behead you. Just say it!"

With a paralyzed face, he clenched his hands tightly under his sleeves. He was silent for a while, and then said, "Then what do you want me to do before you are willing to come back?"

"It's very simple." Jiaoyang leisurely crossed her legs and glanced out from the crack of the door, "Kneel down to me, kneel three times and beg me to come out and see you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the personal eunuch next to his paralyzed face screamed: "How dare you! How dare you be so disrespectful to the emperor, you miscellaneous family"

Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by a gloomy-faced man with his hand.

"Look, look!" Jiaoyang made a frightened expression, "What else can you say to me? You always say harsh words to me, and you always say you want to chop off my head. And what about me, Young Master? I’m just having fun, and someone hurriedly came out to denounce Young Master for you. There’s nothing more to say, so let’s go!”

With a paralyzed face and an ugly look on his face, he said to the eunuch beside him: "Make your own decision and go down and get the 80 pieces."

The old eunuch's face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound. He kept kowtowing, and blood was visible after a few strokes: "Your Majesty, have mercy on me, Your Majesty, have mercy on me!" He was quickly dragged off.

Jiaoyang heard the movement outside the door and let out a "hum", her face looked better now.

He took a few steps forward with a paralyzed face, knocked on the door a few more times, and said in a deep voice: "Sheng Jiaoyang, I remember you said before that you wanted to be a first-class official in the court, and I agree now."

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows and shook her legs, indifferent.

He had a good plan. If he sealed her as an official, she would not be able to leave even if she wanted to, and he could still be a favor to her. It was really killing two birds with one stone.

"That's what I thought before, young master, but now my mentality has changed. There are overt and covert fights in the court, and all the rules are very troublesome. Why should I make it my own fault?"

"Then I hereby approve it, sparing you all the red tape."

Suddenly became so easy to talk to?

Jiaoyang blinked her eyes, her face suddenly stopped chopping people's heads. She was still not used to it.

"That's not OK."

"Not yet?" He said with a paralyzed face and narrowed his eyes.

"Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger, and the situation in the court is unpredictable. Young master, I am used to being willful and arrogant. I can say whatever I want. How can I compete with those human beings? Now the emperor is willing to be used to it. Keep me company, if one day the emperor becomes disgusted with me, and listens to the slander of a villain like today, and insists on taking my life, young master, then I will not be able to escape even if I want to."

"This is easy to handle. I can give you a gold medal to avoid death. No matter what happens in the future, I will definitely protect your life."

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows, and before she could say anything, she turned away with a paralyzed face, walking quickly, and the other people followed with stunned eyes.

"I will prepare it now, and you can go to court later."

He grasped the palm of his hand tightly: Unless I let you leave one day, you can't even think about leaving, and don't even think about dying.

She is right, I am the emperor. Since I am already sitting in this position, why should I be afraid of the world?

After more than half an hour, the imperial edict came down, and Jiaoyang went to receive it. Looking at the contents of the edict, she had to sigh with emotion at the efficiency of the work.

Looking at the imperial decree in his hand, as well as a gold medal for immunity from death, and the jade pendant with a paralyzed face that he had just received not long ago, Jiaoyang felt extremely proud.

So, what she wanted, after all this time, still fell into her hands.

Jiaoyang did not have an official title in the court, but he was ranked first rank, alongside the prime ministers and princes, above all other court officials, and was allowed to cultivate his own military agency. If you have any ideas, you can directly bypass the officials below, report them to the emperor and implement them directly. Everyone in the court must respectfully call her "Shengren".

He is the "first minister" beside the current Holy Emperor, which also means that on the first day of his reign, he is destined to become a thorn in everyone's side.

But Jiaoyang doesn't care what those people think. There is a saying that it's easy to dodge open guns and hard to avoid hidden arrows. That's for a gentleman. In most cases, when she meets an opponent, she will be the one to strike first.

Jiaoyang put on a dark blue official robe with brocade embroidery, then put on an official hat, and looked at herself in the mirror. She really looked extraordinary and majestic.

Jiaoyang was in a good mood. Wouldn't this kill that ugly guy instantly? Wearing it like this will definitely kill a large number of young girls with budding love. When they meet her in Chaoshang Cao Qingqing, they will definitely become more obsessed with her, and then completely abandon the ugly monster and fall into her arms. This really makes her distressed.

She held her forehead with her hand, frowning.

"Your brother has been waiting outside for almost half an hour. What are you doing here?!" My mother came over with a small cane and was fierce.

Jiaoyang didn't care about her. She was immersed in her own beauty. She walked around in front of her and said proudly: "Mom, do you think I look handsome in this official robe?"

Aniang looked at her in a daze, and the cane she held in her hand unknowingly loosened, and she took the opportunity to kick it away.

"He is indeed handsome. He is worthy of being your mother and I have a good birth!"

Jiaoyang curled her lips, turned around and continued to look in front of the mirror, and said in a long tone: "I really know how to put gold on your face——"

"Mother, what did you say? It was." Aunt Zhao was about to say something else, but when she heard footsteps outside the door, she thought of something and suddenly changed the subject, "Jiaoyang has grown up, and her appearance has become more and more handsome. , it’s time for men to get married, and for women to get married, it’s time to go to your father and ask for a decent marriage for you. It’s best to have your own house in the future, but you can’t stay in this small villa all your life.”

As soon as my mother finished speaking, the footsteps outside paused, then staggered back a few steps.

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then called out, "Brother?"

As soon as she took a step, her mother grabbed her arm, and her brother's steps became farther and farther away.

"What are you doing, Aniang?" Jiaoyang became unhappy and threw her away. She hated others making decisions for her the most.

But Jiaoyang's move made Aunt Zhao misunderstood. She thought Jiaoyang was so angry because of that Sheng Yuzhi.

"What's wrong, Mom? Is Mom wrong? If he really does it for your own good, and as an elder brother, he should beg for mercy from his cold-blooded father and ask for a decent marriage for you. Instead of tying you to him like an accessory for the rest of your life!" My mother looked cold.