MTL - Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry-Chapter 1040 Women disguised as men: the delicate palms of powerful ministers (41)

   Chapter 1040 Women disguised as men: the palms of powerful ministers (41)

   "The old lady just went to inquire today. The prince has been away on a business trip and hasn't returned to the capital for several days. You said that you are dating him these days. Where did the appointment go?"

   A-niang's eyes flashed with sparks, she was really **** off.

"Auntie, it hurts." Jiaoyang's eyes were filled with tears. She was always the only one who bullied others and pulled others' ears. How could she ever be pulled by others' ears, but fortunately, A-Niang didn't do a lot of work, and when she bullied others, she never did. Fab, hehe.

Seeing Jiao Yang's pitiful pain, A-Niang put her hand away suspiciously, and her anger ignited again in the next moment, she grabbed her shoulders and said, "Tell me, what are you doing outside these days? already?!"

  Jiaoyang gave her a white look, with a look of refusal to cooperate: "It turns out that the prince is not dead, that's good, I thought he was dead."

"It's weird to say, it's true that I haven't heard from him for several days." Mother suddenly remembered something in the middle of speaking, and continued to get angry, shouting loudly, "Don't change the subject for me, hurry up and be honest, you"

   It's just that before she finished speaking, the maid who suddenly walked in saved Jiaoyang Er's life.

   "Master is seriously ill, and it is specially passed that Concubine Zhao and Master Sheng Qi will go."

Both Jiaoyang and A-Niang were stunned for a moment. Before A-Niang's heart could get mixed up, Jiao Yang had already reacted one step earlier and pushed her hard, looking like he was hanging around: "Hey, I heard that there is no Zhao Madam, daddy is seriously ill, why haven't you heard any news these days, how can you be a little wife."

   When A-Niang heard this, she was instantly provoked again, covering up her inner sadness: "You son of a bitch, you're too embarrassed to tell me, didn't you just know now?!"

   Having said that, A-Niang's burning eyes were filled with tenderness. 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 sons. She found the most inconspicuous corner, stood there, and was at ease.

   When someone passed by, seeing everyone kneeling, she was the only one standing, so she glared at her, and before she said anything, Jiaoyang glared at her with doubly lethal force.

  What, what happened to her standing? She doesn't even need to kneel, and even kneels to her father, who has never seen her face a few times. Isn't she sick? She is Sheng Jiaoyang, a first-rank official personally appointed by the emperor, and even a death-free gold medal personally bestowed by the emperor. She is different from the concubines who were fortunate enough to meet before their father's death and begged for his father's pity!

  The people in the prime minister's mansion are used to bullying the soft and fearing the tough. Seeing her attitude, they are afraid of disturbing the prime minister, so they give up.

   In the next time, Mrs. Xiang stayed by Mr. Xiang’s side, and aunties from all walks of life led their sons to perform filial piety in front of the father, crying and crying.

  Jiaoyang felt a little bored and his legs were sore from standing, so he bent down and rubbed his legs. She really admired how so many people around her could kneel for so long.

   She glanced around while rubbing her legs, but found no trace of her brother, and suddenly remembered that her brother went to Zhengzhou for errands and hadn't come back. In the past few days, she has been fighting so hot with Niu Tau Mian that she almost forgot about it.

  Thinking that her old prime minister's father has also lived to be 180 years old, it's damned, she and A-Niang don't care, they usually think he doesn't exist. But my brother has been cultivated and respected by his father since he was a child, so 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 eyewitness. She knows that once the master dies, the next step in the prime minister's mansion will be her brother's share, and what his brother listens to her, she has the final say.

   "Meeting the son, I don't know what the son ordered?" The maid glanced at her, her face flushed.

  Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows, but when she thought about it, she was so handsome and graceful, plus this little girl, who had been facing an old man all the year round, wouldn't her heart be sprouted when she first saw her?

   So she lifted her head up, "Do you have any news about your brother?"

  The maid was stunned for a while, and then replied: "Master sent a letter to the young master a few days ago. If you count the days, you should arrive at noon today."

   Noon?

  Jiaoyang glanced at the time, then nodded.

   As the maid said, but after a while, the whistling of the horse came from the entrance of the Xiangfu, and Jiaoyang looked up and glanced in that direction.

   Big brother is still the same big brother. He is as gentle as jade, handsome and handsome, but he is just busy in the wind and dust. It should be due to the reason of hurrying. He has not slept well for several days and nights, so he looks very tired.

   "Father!" The elder brother shouted, his voice full of sorrow.

   He got off the horse, ran inside immediately, and came to his father's bed, his eyes were red: "The child is not filial."

   The old man, who was about to die, saw his brother, opened his eyes, and there were tears in the old eyes: "Just come back, just come back."

   Next, my brother and Mrs. Xiang cried together.

Jiao Yang pouted, subconsciously looking for her aunt in the crowd, but before she could find her, she heard a group of people coming outside, one of them she had seen before, and it was the one with a paralyzed face that was deeply used. the eunuch.

   He entered inside, spread out the imperial decree in his hand, and shouted in a shrill voice: "The Sheng family accepts the decree—"

   Everyone in the prime minister's mansion knelt down, and even the prime minister was helped up from the hospital bed, except for Jiaoyang, who stood out.

   "Long live the emperor! Long live!"

   She curled her lips in a dull manner. At this time, let's see what urgent words the **** can say.

"Fengtian, the emperor decreed: Sheng Yu, the son of the prime minister, has both knowledge, virtue and talent, and is outstanding in appearance. I am very pleased with him. Now his son has reached the age of marriage, and he is worthy of Li Qingluan, the daughter of Li Taifu, who is waiting in the boudoir, and the son of Sheng Xiang can be called a match made in heaven and earth. , for the beauty of becoming a beautiful woman, I hereby confer marriage. All the etiquettes are handed over to the Ministry of Rites and the Qin Tianjian to jointly arrange the wedding, and choose a good day and auspicious day to get married!"

  Brother's back stiffened, while Master Xiang was in tears, and a pair of old legs knelt on the ground, crying with joy, kneeling and bowing: "I am grateful to the sage and still think of the old minister, thank you sage, Long En!"

   The people around him were crying, and Master Xiang choked in the same voice: "Yu Zhi, why don't you go up and take the order?"

   It's just that before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed by in front of him.

  Jiaoyang grabbed the imperial decree, glanced at it, then sneered and tore it up, and threw it on the eunuch's face.

   "The imperial decree for marriage? Has the face paralyzed face been the emperor for too long, and his mind has gone wrong. If you want to marry him, tell him that there is no way!"

   (end of this chapter)