Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"I just went to inquire today. The prince has gone on a long trip and hasn't returned to the capital for several days. You said you have been dating him these days. Where did these dates go?"

Grandma's eyes were filled with sparks, she was really angry with her.

"Aniang, it hurts." Jiaoyang had tears in her eyes. She had always been the only one who bullied others and pulled their ears. How could she ever have her ears pulled by others? Fortunately, Aniang didn't do it harshly. When she bullied others, she didn't do it at all. Fabi, hehe.

Seeing Jiao Yang looking pitifully in pain, A Niang retracted her hand doubtfully. The next moment, her anger was ignited again and she grabbed her shoulders: "Tell me, why have you been fooling around outside these days?" Already?!"

Jiaoyang rolled her eyes at her, as if she refused to cooperate: "So Prince Wang is not dead, that's good. I thought he was."

"It's strange to say that I haven't heard from him for several days." My mother suddenly remembered something in the middle of her sentence. She continued to get angry and shouted at the top of her voice, "Don't change the subject for me. Hurry up and tell the truth. you"

But before she could finish her words, the maid suddenly walked in and saved Jiao Yang Er's life.

"The master is seriously ill. I have sent a special message to Aunt Zhao and Master Sheng Qi."

Jiao Yang and A Niang were both stunned. Before A Niang could feel all kinds of emotions in her heart, Jiao Yang had already reacted first and pushed her hard, looking carefree: "Hey, did you hear Zhao? Madam, daddy is seriously ill, why haven’t you received any news in the past few days, how can you be such a little wife?”

After hearing this, Aniang was instantly irritated, covering up her inner sadness: "You damn boy, you have the nerve to accuse me, didn't you only know now?!"

Having said that, A Niang's burning eyes were filled with warmth. She took Jiao Yang's arm and walked with her to the master's room.

The only thing she has now is her daughter, and the only thing she needs to care about and protect is her daughter.

Jiaoyang followed Aniang around the layers of people, and finally found her place among the kneeling concubines. She found the most inconspicuous corner and stood there, feeling at ease.

Someone was passing by and saw that she was the only one standing while everyone else was kneeling, so he glared at her. Before he could say anything, Jiaoyang glared at her with double lethality.

Why, what's wrong with her standing? She didn't need to kneel even to meet the Holy Father. She was still kneeling to her father, whom she had never seen before several times. Wasn't she sick? She is Sheng Jiaoyang, a first-class official personally conferred by the emperor, and she has also been given a gold medal for immunity from death by the emperor himself. She is different from the concubine under her feet who only had the honor to meet her father before his death and begged for his father's mercy!

The people in the prime minister's house are used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, so when they saw her gesture and were afraid of disturbing the prime minister, they gave up.

In the following time, the Prime Minister's wife stayed by the Prime Minister's side, and various aunts led their sons to perform filial piety in front of the father, and there was a lot of crying.

Jiaoyang felt a little bored and her legs were sore from standing, so she bent down and rubbed her legs. How could so many people around her be able to kneel for so long? She was really impressed.

While she was rubbing her legs, she looked around and found no trace of her brother. Suddenly she remembered that her brother had gone to Zhengzhou to run an errand and had not returned yet. She had been fighting fiercely with Niutoulian in the past few days, and she almost forgot about it.

She thought that her prime minister father had already lived to be 180 years old and was about to die. Neither she nor her mother-in-law cared about him. They just treated him as if he didn't exist. But my brother has been cultivated and valued by his father since he was a child. He should be very concerned about his father's death.

Jiaoyang thought for a while, then waved to the nearby maid.

The maid is also a good judge of people. She knows that once the master dies, it is her brother who has the final say in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and why does his brother listen to her? After all, she has the final say.

"Greetings to the young master, what are your orders?" The maid glanced at her and her face turned red.

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows, but think about it, she is so handsome and graceful, plus this little girl has been facing an old man all year round, wouldn't you be attracted to her at first sight?

So she raised her head and asked, "Do you have any news about your brother?"

The maid was stunned for a moment, then replied: "The master has sent a letter to the son-in-law a few days ago. Counting the days, he should arrive at noon today."

Noon?

Jiao Yang looked at the time and nodded.

Sure enough, as the maid said, within a moment, the whistling of horses came from the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Jiaoyang raised her head and looked in that direction.

My brother is still the same brother, as gentle as jade, handsome and handsome, but he is very tired from the journey. It must be because he has not slept well for several days and nights due to the rush.

"Father!" my brother shouted, his voice filled with sadness.

He got off the horse and immediately ran inside and came to his father's bed. His eyes were red and he said, "The child is unfilial."

The old man who was about to die saw his brother and opened his eyes, with tears in his eyes: "It will be good to come back, it will be good to come back."

Next, my brother and Mrs. Xiang hugged each other and cried.

Jiaoyang curled her lips and subconsciously searched for her mother-in-law in the crowd. However, before she could find her, she heard a group of people walking outside. One of them she had seen before was a man with a deep talent next to Mianpianlian. eunuch.

He entered, spread out the imperial edict in his hand, and shouted in a high-pitched voice: "The Sheng family receives the edict—"

Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion knelt down, even the Prime Minister was helped up from the hospital bed, except for Jiaoyang who stood out.

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"

She curled her lips in boredom. At this time, let's see what urgent words the eunuch could say.

"By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict: I am very pleased with Sheng Yu, the son of Prime Minister Sheng Guo, who has both moral integrity and talent, and outstanding appearance. Now that his son is of marriageable age, he is the daughter of Taifu Li, Li Qingluan, who is waiting to be named in the boudoir. With the son of Prime Minister Sheng, it is a match made in heaven and earth. , for the sake of becoming a beautiful woman, I hereby grant you a marriage. All the etiquette will be jointly handled by the Ministry of Rites and the Qin Tianjian, and we will choose a good time and auspicious day to get married!"

The elder brother's back was stiff, while the prime minister was in tears. He knelt on the ground with his old legs straight, weeping with joy, and knelt down to worship: "I am grateful to the Holy One for thinking of me, and thank you for your kindness!"

Everyone around him was crying, and the Prime Minister also choked with sobs: "Yu Zhi, why don't you go up and receive the order?"

But before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

Jiaoyang snatched the imperial edict, glanced at it, tore it up with a sneer, and threw it in the eunuch's face.

"The imperial edict of marriage? Has the paralyzed face been the emperor for too long, and there is something wrong with your brain? If you want to marry him, tell him there is no way!"