Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

As usual in the morning court, all the courtiers were quiet. Jiaoyang hid behind Niutou's face and pulled the corner of his clothes. With the loose court clothes leaning against him, it didn't matter if others saw him, he yawned out of boredom.

The bull-faced man quietly reached down and put his hand into his wide sleeves, grabbed her hand, lowered his head and asked softly: "But you're bored, so you're sleepy?"

Jiaoyang glared at him, ignored the quiet and solemn atmosphere in the court, and whispered to him quietly: "Not only am I sleepy, Master, I am also half exhausted. If I say that I want to sleep at night, you must not pester me shamelessly. I know ?"

The bull-faced man was stunned for a moment, then laughed. He hooked her fingers with his little finger, followed her example and leaned close to her ear. He breathed softly and whispered to seduce: "It's clear that Madam has poor self-control, how could she do this? I blame my husband for bewitching you."

Jiao Yang opened her eyes wide, and then stared at him again, staring at his sideways, monster-like face. Speaking of which, the bull-headed face looked so cute when he was a child, but he became more and more evil as he grew up, like a seductive vixen. However, the eyes are not slender like those of a fox, but rather large like those in comics, which offset the overly feminine and enchanting contours and temperament of the lower half of the face, making it look particularly endearing.

The two of them were getting closer and closer, as if they wanted to have a deep kiss directly in the court hall without paying attention to everyone.

The courtiers nearby could no longer stand it. A few of the younger ones had the nerve to comment, but the older ones had already turned red in the face and were cursing secretly and angrily. The Marquis of Guangping had already been made ill by the fact that the treacherous son was hanging out with the enchanting man all day long. He was recuperating at home and had not gone to court for a long time.

The existence of these two people is simply to cause trouble for Chao Gang! It's okay for Prince Xie, but Sheng Jiaoyang does whatever he wants and does nothing all day long. I really don't know why the emperor brought him to the court! It attracted people to imitate him and made the bad habits of Xiao country prevalent!

When Jiaoyang looked at Niutou Lian, her eyes inadvertently touched Sheng Yuzhi standing on the other side. He always lowered his head, his eyes calmly falling on the ground in front of him, as if he didn't notice their direction, and never glanced here.

The corner of Jiaoyang's mouth curled up, and she put her hand on the bull-headed face's arm. She smiled and said slowly, deliberately raising her voice: "That's right. It's because I met you that I can have no self-control. It wouldn't have been possible if it had been anyone else. In this case, I will come to my bed early tonight, and I will make sure you don't come to court tomorrow."

The bull-faced man was stunned. He was standing with his back to Sheng Yuzhi, and then his eyes shone with joy: "Are you telling the truth?"

After saying this, he seemed to feel that something was wrong. He thought about it for a while, his eyelashes drooped, and his eyes were a little twisted: "Okay, I am willing to give it to you."

She didn't know whether Sheng Yuzhi heard such unabashed words. Anyway, the old ministers standing next to him were already blushing with anger one after another: "Shameless!"

But all they could do was curse a few words in secret, and those who had gone against her were their best examples.

Jiaoyang didn't take it seriously.

But on the second day, it was her who resigned, not the bull-faced person she imagined.

Jiaoyang stood up holding her waist and gritted her teeth in annoyance. Looking at the sunshine outside the window, she was a little confused.

It was strange. Logically speaking, it should have been early at this time. The bull-headed face should not have returned to her side. What was going on with that paralyzed face?

But after she got up, finished washing, and sat in front of the dressing mirror before taking care of herself for a while, a servant rushed in from outside: "Dong Sheng, I'm sorry, Duke Sheng! The emperor gave the prince a marriage in the morning, and the prince was in front of everyone. He contradicted the emperor by refusing to marry, and the prince has not yet gone to court, but the Guangping Marquis Mansion is already in chaos!"

Jiao Yang was stunned.

Of course Jiaoyang knew why the people from the Guangping Marquis Mansion came here to look for her. They just wanted her to persuade him, but why.

She is not feeling much better now, so why should she care about others and think about their safety.

Jiaoyang got on the carriage and walked straight into the palace. The guard at the palace gate stopped her, but she kicked him away.

"Step aside!"

She broke in. The morning court was not over yet, and everyone looked over. She walked in without looking at everyone on the way. She looked directly at the slumped face on the throne, and then sneered. There was total silence.

Jiaoyang took off the official uniform that she had already prepared and threw it directly at him, including the jade pendant and death-free gold medal that he had given her before.

She hit him hard, deliberately aiming at his head, with burning anger in her eyes.

Sitting on the dragon chair with a paralyzed face, he looked at her and did not dodge, letting these things hit his head.

Everyone looked at this scene, and the officials were in an uproar.

He was silent for a while, looking at her with deep eyes, and then said: "The court is not a place for you to mess around."

"Yes, I won't mess around anymore, I will never come back. It's yours, give it back to you." Jiaoyang raised the corners of her mouth.

These are all things you once gave me, and now I give them back to you. In exchange for you, I would never see you again. Don't let me see you again, Xiao Jingchen.

After saying this, she didn't stop, just like when she came, she didn't look away.

The bull-faced man looked at her in astonishment for a while, then stood up from his knees and chased after her.

"You traitor! Are you going to kill your whole family!" Marquis Guangping shouted from behind, his beard trembling with anger and tears streaming down his face.

Xie Nanning rushed as hard as he could without looking back.

With a paralyzed face, he looked at the two people's retreating figures, his eyes getting darker and darker, and the hands on both sides of the dragon chair unconsciously grasped them tighter and tighter.

Sun, I know what love is, but you can only belong to me.

Jiaoyang ran out angrily, thinking of the scene she just saw. Xiao Beiheng was standing there with calm eyes and a taunting corner of his mouth.

What should I do? I am careless.

She wanted to use him to deal with Mianparalian, but had the two actually joined forces already? Why. Is it because of her? Should she be narcissistic and appreciate her own charm?

Jiaoyang curled her lips and sneered, and the bull-headed face caught up from behind. His eyes were panicked and he grabbed her hand anxiously: "Jiaoyang, you."

The next moment, he was stunned by the coldness in her eyes.

Jiaoyang pushed the man away and kept a distance of three meters from him, her eyes extremely cold. There is countless anger in his heart with nowhere to vent, who asked him to follow him.

She seemed to have returned to the rainy day when she came out of the Prime Minister's Mansion that day, and the suppressed anger also surged out at this moment.