MTL - Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry-Chapter 1008 Women disguised as men: the delicate palms of powerful officials (9)

   Chapter 1008 Women disguised as men: the palms of powerful ministers (9)

   He sat beside Xiao Jingchen, wearing only a simple black robe, which made his exposed skin pale, but he couldn't hide his arrogance.

The    boy didn't look up at her, but still, Jiaoyang recognized his identity at a glance.

  The sixteenth prince, the biggest villain in the future, Xiao Beiheng.

   Sheng Yuzhi walked to the door of Jiaoyang's room and was about to knock when he suddenly heard the voice of his aunt.

   His hand was in the air, and he hesitated for a while. After these days, he also knew that his aunt didn't like him, at least he didn't want Jiaoyang to have too much intersection with him.

   He didn't understand why. In his opinion, he clearly could provide Jiaoyang with more help and protection. Thinking about it carefully, the aunt should be afraid, afraid that her power and clear identity will hurt Jiaoyang.

   In addition, her mother had a big temper when she was young, and often suppressed her father's aunt in the backyard, so she was inevitably prejudiced against herself. No matter what he does, people will not necessarily accept it.

  Thinking of this, Sheng Yuzhi couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

   Even though he knew what he was doing was immoral, he still stayed outside the door and didn't go in. He privately wanted to hear how he would talk about himself in front of his aunt.

   "What, Jiaoyang has gone to Baihualou?" Concubine Zhao looked at the note in her hand and felt anxious.

   Those two girls, who didn't notify themselves when something went wrong, deliberately went to Jiaoyang, what was in their minds, wouldn't she know? Don't you just want to see the sun?

   She found out that they had unreasonable thoughts about the hot sun before, so she forbade them to meet again, who would play this for her behind the scenes.

  Thinking of this, Concubine Zhao grabbed the armrest tightly.

   It's not that she looks down on the Fengchen woman, it's just her only child, she wants the best for him after all. not to mention

   Just then, a sound came from outside.

   Aunt Zhao was interrupted from her contemplation and looked up instantly: "Who?"

   Sheng Yuzhi took a few steps back, his eyes panicked.

   Isn't that

   He turned around immediately and galloped into the carriage.

   When Concubine Zhao opened the door and looked outside, what she saw was the back of the young master who went outside like a madman.

   She frowned, lost in thought.

As for Jiaoyang, who was in the flower building, the reason why she recognized the identity of the young man in Xuanyi was not because of his mysterious and strange temperament, nor because of his superb martial arts foundation, but because of his face, wearing a A silver textured mask.

  The mask almost completely covered his face, except for a pair of extremely cold slender black eyes and a beautifully shaped pale thin lip, Jiaoyang couldn't see even an inch of his face.

  Jiaoyang blinked and looked at him.

   She knew that in the future, the young man in front of her would grow into the biggest villain in this world, with strong martial arts and brutal killing. It is the biggest obstacle to Xiao Guo's road to unprecedented prosperity, and it is the cancer that all loyal ministers in the court can't wait to get rid of him.

   Although he acted arrogantly and made numerous enemies, Xiao Beiheng still managed to get out of his body in this era of many strong men.

   In the original plot, it was said that his appearance was so beautiful that even a hundred flowers would change color. But now.

  Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows, put his fingers on his chin, and looked at his face wearing a silver mask. Can't see anything at all?

  Jiaoyang was full of anger, but who knew that the two people in front of her, one was the prince and the other was the villain, she squinted and picked a soft persimmon next to her.

   "Who are you, who are you, who are you, who are you, and what is your purpose?"

   The person in front of her has thin skin and tender flesh, delicate eyebrows, and looks like a book boy. Just looking at the Adam's apple and her slightly raised chest, Jiaoyang can see at a glance that she is a woman disguised as a man.

   Thinking of this, Jiaoyang couldn't help but secretly complained in his heart: Can't all women dress up as men be as professional as her? Who do you take for a fool?

  The woman didn't know that her female body had been exposed. She raised her chin and looked at Jiaoyang arrogantly: "What qualifications do you have to know my name?"

   "Who wants to know your identity?" Jiaoyang glanced at her, "It's just a servant, I'm asking your master."

  The two people at the table remained silent, Niu Tau Mian came up from behind, and Jiao Yang noticed the eyes they secretly exchanged.

  "You" the woman dressed as a man was slightly angry, and then laughed angrily, "Well, since you are a **** who can say that the young lady of the family is not as shameless as the dusty woman, you don't need to care about what you say. But."

As she said that, she walked behind Jiaoyang and looked at Bai Luo and Lv Zhu who were following her, with a sarcastic smile on her lips, then suddenly raised her hand and slapped the two of them one by one. .

   "It disturbed the quietness of my son, I still have to learn this lesson."

   Two slaps sounded, "slap" and "slap", Bai Luo and Lv Zhu were stunned as soon as they arrived.

   Just as the woman's mouth twitched slightly, showing a satisfied smile, another heavy slap suddenly sounded.

   Covering her flushed face, she took a few steps back when she was beaten, her eyes widened, and she looked at Sheng Jiaoyang in disbelief: "You dare to beat me? Do you know who I am?!"

Jiao Yang shook his hand, which was hurting, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, with malicious intent in his eyes: "I don't care who you are, if you make me unhappy, I'll beat you first to relieve my anger. It's up to the owner to beat the dog, since Knowing that they are Xiaoye's people, if you move, you should be prepared to be beaten!"

  The young man in black clothes finally raised his head at this moment and glanced at her lightly.

  Xiao Jingchen still looks like a young man who can't tell the difference between joy and anger, but the bull's face seems to be dumbfounded, the bull's eyes are widened and he stands aside without saying a word.

   Bailuo and Lvzhu came back to their senses, and there was still a hot patch on their cheeks, but it was up to them to endure it. If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have told him what happened here today for my own selfishness.

   At this moment, they regretted a lot, lest the son be implicated by them: "Master."

  Jiaoyang ignored them, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he approached her step by step again, "Two slaps, I've hit one now, and there's one more to go."

   Just when she raised her hand and was about to slap her face for the second time, a dark shadow drifted past like a ghost in front of her. The next moment, Jiao Yang's wrist that was about to fall was tightly grasped, making it difficult to drop an inch.

  Jiaoyang's eyes widened, her wrists hurt so much, she struggled a little and looked at the silver mask that was close at hand in front of her.

   "Young Master." The boy called from behind, his eyes full of admiration and admiration.

   Jiaoyang's mouth was hooked, his eyes were playful, and his wrist was still in his hand.

   "It turns out that the adults are good at this, so why not try me, sir?"

  The black-clothed youth didn't move his eyes. Below his eyelashes, his eyes were emotionless and cold, as if what was in front of him was just a dead object.

   (end of this chapter)