Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

After the kiss ended, Niutoulian and Jiaoyang sat side by side on the wall, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on her face.

Jiaoyang was looking up at the sky. In the whole Prime Minister's Mansion, the wall was the closest part to the sky. The rest looked like a square shape.

She raised her head and breathed in the air outside, her calves shaking.

Noticing the intense gaze of someone beside her, Jiaoyang twitched the corner of her mouth. Whenever she noticed the bull-headed face and glanced at him, he quickly looked away.

I really thought I was seeing it so secretly that she couldn't find it, right?

Jiaoyang moved her hand over and touched Niutoulian's arm.

"What are you doing? If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, say it quickly."

The bull-faced man stared at her for a while, as if he didn't know how to speak, and his face turned pale: "Jiaoyang, you... your brother will get married soon."

"so what?"

"what's your plan."

"What can I plan?"

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows and smiled back at his solemn expression, which made him even more worried.

She jumped off the wall and saw the bull-headed face jumping down right after her. She tilted her head and smiled at him.

"My brother's wedding, what else can I do as a younger brother? Of course, as a younger brother, I can give them a big gift! I would like to express my gratitude to my brother for taking care of me for so many years, and also welcome my sister-in-law to marry into the prime minister's house. Express your best wishes for their newlywed life in the most enthusiastic way."

More than two months passed by like water.

On the eve of the wedding, my brother put on the wedding clothes that he had prepared in advance and tried to see if they fit. Wearing this one makes him look like a jade tree facing the wind, rich and handsome.

The development of everything in this world seems to be going in the direction it should go, and no one can control their pattern.

In Jiaoyang's memory, this was the first time she saw her brother wearing red. She raised her head casually, glanced at it, and found that it was a customized model from "Baohua Pavilion".

Everyone gathered around their brother and praised him profusely.

"On weekdays, I only see that the prime minister likes to wear plain clothes. When this wedding dress was first made, I was worried that it would not fit. Now it seems that I am overthinking it. This wedding dress particularly suits the young master's complexion, and is actually better than She looks even better on weekdays!”

"That is, what kind of person is our Prime Minister? He is just an ordinary man. Only clothes that are not worthy of the Prime Minister, there is no style that the Prime Minister cannot support!"

Jiaoyang lazily climbed up from her rocking chair and stretched. When she heard their conversation in the room, she let out a disdainful "tsk" and then continued to lie down, having no intention of continuing to talk to them. .

The expressions of several people in the room instantly turned ugly. A nun couldn't help but rush out and pretended to salute politely: "Mr. Sheng Guo, we respect you as an official of the imperial court, but in three days you will be our Prime Minister's. On your wedding day, you are considered a member of the prime minister's family, so it's okay if you don't follow the etiquette. What's the point of this gesture now?"

Sheng Yuzhi had just changed out of his wedding clothes immediately, but now he frowned after hearing what his grandma said. He only took off half of his clothes, then walked out and said coldly: "Shut up."

Jiao Yang looked unconcerned. She was wrapped in a layer of fox fur and sat up from the rocking chair. She smiled with an unclear expression on her face and said, "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I just think, Although this dress is good, it doesn’t suit my brother.”

Seeing the doubtful expressions of the nuns looking over her, she continued to shake her head, pointing at her brother's wedding dress that had not completely faded off and said: "Look, the color of this wedding dress is too bright, and my brother's skin is too white, so... In the past few days, I have been busy with state affairs and worked hard day and night. Over time, my expression has become more and more haggard.

Normally when I wear plain clothes, it doesn't look obvious, but now I'm wearing this bright red outfit, look at the complexion on my face and the bruises."

Jiaoyang shook her fingers and pointed them out to the servants one by one. They looked one by one in the direction she pointed, and as expected they began to become anxious: "This is really the case, what should we do? This..."

Several people looked at each other with hesitant expressions.

The brother looked at her and sighed, wondering what she was going to do, but he let her go on with her nonsense.

Jiaoyang raised her chin and continued: "Although this problem is small, it is actually quite big. Once a man marries his wife, he only lives once in his life. He must take it seriously without any hesitation. Flaws. Secondly, this wedding is a royal gift. If the Holy Father comes in person on the wedding day and sees my brother’s face like this and thinks he is dissatisfied with the marriage, then it will be a big deal.”

The nuns looked at each other and saw the anxious emotions in each other's eyes. Since the madam left, they were the only ones who could still take care of the prime minister in the house at night.

"Yes, yes, what Duke Sheng Guo said is true. It's just that it's less than three days before the wedding day. I wonder if you have any solution?"

"The solution is simple."

Jiaoyang continued to raise her head, crossed her arms and said, "Then let my brother give up this wedding dress and put on the plain clothes he usually wears to get married. That's okay? I think the white one inside is good." , that’s it!”

She pointed her hand and said that she was going to take off her brother's wedding dress.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and then secretly angry.

"The old slaves thought that the Duke was sincerely trying to find a way for the prime minister, but who would have never thought that he would actually say such ridiculous things! If I had known this, I shouldn't have asked more questions!"

As she spoke, grandma put back on the layer of wedding clothes that Jiaoyang had just taken off.

Jiaoyang was angry: "Who said it was ridiculous? What's wrong with white? It's not like no one has ever worn white to get married throughout the ages!"

"That old slave is really ignorant. I really have never heard of it. Even if it is true, the prime minister is here to get married, not to observe filial piety. There is no reason to wear white clothes on the wedding day!"

"That's unreasonable. You're so stupid. You deserve to be a slave for the rest of your life!" Even her brother stood there with his head lowered and didn't speak for her. This was because they were really getting married. Once he had a wife, he forgot about his brother.

Jiaoyang kicked the chair next to her and ran to his villa angrily, shouting: "Aniang! Zhao Suyan——"

"I'm scared to death," my mother shook her fan and patted her chest. "No one has called my name for almost half my life. You damn boy! Who are you trying to scare?"

Jiaoyang went in, sat down, glared at her, and accused: "Aniang, didn't you prepare that wedding dress for me when I ask for a wife in the future? Why did you wear it on my brother?"

Grandma was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses. She almost died laughing: "You silly boy, why did you take the joke seriously at that time? Don't you even think about it, will you be able to wear those clothes in your life?"