Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

The bull-faced man nodded, still looking at her: "You know that person, Jiaoyang, and you are familiar with him."

"Me?" Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what she was doing.

The most talented woman in the capital, doesn’t that mean the grass is green? I almost forgot about that guy.

The corner of her mouth twitched: "I didn't expect that Cao Qingqing, with her sarcastic look, is the most talented woman in the capital."

The bull-faced man nodded, implying a deep meaning: "Don't underestimate that woman." So if she appears next to you for no reason, don't take it lightly.

After all, that was the person placed by King Rui, and he had been secretly deploying it for so many years. His meticulous thinking was terrifying. According to the emperor's intention, King Rui's intentions should not be known to Jiaoyang for the time being, saying that it was for the sake of his safety, but no one could tell whether there was any other conjecture behind this.

After all, in the eyes of the emperor, Jiaoyang has become closer to them in the past few years, and they are not the only ones inside.

"I know, I know." Jiaoyang threw a grape into her mouth impatiently. She was just a grassy girl. What did she have to care about? She couldn't seduce her with sex, and it was impossible to beat her. She was afraid of grass. What is Qingqing doing?

The person behind Cao Qingqing is the one whose name she really deserves to remember.

After sending Niutoulian away, Jiaoyang felt a little thirsty in her throat, and happened to remember that there was freshly squeezed juice in the main hall of the house.

Jiaoyang was not someone who would wrong her, so she walked in despite the thousands of pairs of eyes staring at her from outside, glaring as she walked.

What are you looking at? Is the Prime Minister's Mansion opened by your family? !

Mrs. Xiang was crying so hard that she couldn't breathe, but she had no time to pay attention to her.

Jiaoyang chose a seat and sat down on it. She planned to choose a maid to serve her, rub her shoulders and legs, and help her refill the juice.

Suddenly, I realized that I had lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion for so many years, and I couldn't even name one of the many maids. Whose fault was this, the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?

The corner of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched, and she suddenly remembered a maid she had asked today. She seemed to be quite kind, and he should not be afraid of her if she was standing next to her.

So she waved her hand and called the person nearby. The person paused for a while, and then walked over as if accepting his fate. Jiaoyang wanted to roll her eyes.

Is she so scary? Just like hiding from the plague god, she can also eat you? What a bummer!

"Ask the maid this morning to come over and serve the young master." Jiaoyang yawned slowly.

The man hesitated for a while, and then he knelt down and saluted: "Reporting to the young master, the maid Hong'er died suddenly just an hour ago this morning. I don't know whether she had some illness or was possessed by an evil spirit. She suddenly started frothing at the mouth, her nose was full of blood, and she died within a few minutes. Others said it was not good to leave her like this, so they had her taken out."

"Sick?" Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows. How come she had never heard of such a poor, beautiful little girl?

But she just sighed that there was no need for her to care about such things. After finishing the juice, she left. Anyway, the people here didn't look like they were welcoming her, and she didn't have the habit of deliberately being annoying.

The elder brother finally accepted the order, but Jiaoyang didn't say a word to him the whole day. When he went to court the next day, the emperor issued an order on the spot to promote his elder brother, directly succeeding his father's position and making him a prime minister.

Her brother was granted the title of Prime Minister, and the Sheng family was truly at its peak. The Xiao Kingdom's court finally turned into what she remembered step by step.

Jiaoyang stood below in official uniform. She was handsome and elegant. He was truly the number one "Jade-faced Young Master" in the dynasty.

The corner of her mouth curled up: The Li family is a confidant with a pale face, so this marriage is a good one.

At this time, the ugly monster came out to act like a monster again. Jiaoyang raised her chin to admire it. They were wearing the same official uniform, and both my brother and the bull-faced man could look so good in it. Unlike him, they were still extremely ugly, almost astonishingly ugly.

Of course, it depends on the face.

I really don’t know what kind of illness the ugly monster has been suffering from recently, but he actually took off the mask on his face for no reason, and goes out to scare people with his ugly face all day long. Is it because the mental illness is more serious, so it is done deliberately, how many can be scared to death anyway?

"Your Majesty, local bureaucracy has become rampant recently, I would like to say."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the emperor: "I have also considered this matter. Officials are not like officials, and the local government can only become more and more inactive. Gradually, the atmosphere becomes smoky, and Prime Minister Sheng needs to be solved as soon as possible."

"I'm here." Sheng Yuzhi walked out with his head lowered and his eyes respectful and serious.

The corners of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched slightly.

"I ordered you to handle this matter, are you sure?"

"I am willing to devote my whole life to Da Xiao, even to the point of death, and I am willing to serve the emperor as hard as a dog or horse!"

"Okay!" His face was paralyzed and his face was filled with joy. Just when he was about to issue an order, someone came out.

"I have objections."

Jiaoyang curled up the corners of her mouth and clasped her hands behind her back, looking at the paralyzed face sitting on the dragon chair in front of her with unclear meaning. Seeing his expression gradually darken, not only was she not frightened at all, but her mood was getting better and better.

So where is your bottom line? Is it because I didn’t endanger your country and your people, or that I didn’t threaten your position and shake the dragon’s chair sitting under your butt?

She really wants to give it a try, tear apart your calm and false pretense bit by bit, see your true face, and appreciate your thunderous fury.

"My dear, do you have any objections?" He looked at her with dark eyes, warning in them.

Jiaoyang smiled and ignored the deep meaning in his eyes. She was surrounded by people who were dissatisfied with her. She stood in front of him with no respect in her eyes: "Have you forgotten, your Majesty?" The matter of marriage."

As soon as these words came out, her face was paralyzed, her brother froze, and his bull-headed face looked at her, his eyes full of worry, and the ugly meaning was unclear.

Jiaoyang continued to smile, with no trace of resentment or gloom on her face: "Since the emperor has granted you a marriage, my brother and everyone in the prime minister's office should treat it with caution. There are still many things that need to be busy. We must welcome my sister-in-law when she comes in. At this time, let me My brother is inevitably unable to deal with bureaucracy.

The elder brother didn't care about himself and only wanted to share the emperor's worries, so Jiaoyang had no choice but to make the decision on his own and answer the errand for his elder brother. After all, this was the only way to be responsible for the emperor's decree and for his future sister-in-law. Isn't that right, brother? "

She turned her head and looked at her brother.

The elder brother did not raise his head, his face was pale: "That's what the seventh brother said."

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows and smiled with unknown meaning.

The paralyzed face came back to consciousness and looked at her with squinted eyes: "Who does Sheng Aiqing think is suitable for this job?"