Chapter 1016: Women disguised as men: the favor of powerful ministers (17)

Having said that, looking at the slightly raised corners of the bull-headed face, Jiaoyang still knew that he actually agreed with her words from the bottom of his heart.

As a man, this is no big deal.

Jiaoyang shrugged internally.

"Seeing how miserable your life is now, I just want to be kind to you and accept you as my younger brother."

After saying this, the bull-headed face raised an arm and put it on Jiaoyang's shoulder, with an arrogant look on her face as if she was "condescending", as if she should be so grateful for him to say such words.

of.

Jiaoyang opened her eyes wide and waved the arm he put on her shoulders, not accepting his favor at all: "Are you kidding me? It's okay to be a disciple, but how can I, Sheng Jiaoyang, be someone else's younger brother? Unless I am

Brother, you are my younger brother."

The bull-headed face also suddenly widened his eyes: "You are the one who is joking, right? What is your identity? What is my identity, young master? Not to mention age, background, martial arts, and talent. How can you not be inferior to me?"

What makes you the eldest brother?"

Jiaoyang stared back at him. She originally thought this guy was wise and foolish, but now it seems that he is really stupid! He can't speak at all!

After saying this, she can still agree to the favor, unless there is a ghost!

However, before Jiaoyang could overrule him, a gentle voice suddenly came from outside the teahouse box: "The matter of worshiping my seventh brother has not been approved by me in advance. How can you make a rash suggestion in front of my seventh brother?

"

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up, and she ran over and opened the door: "Brother, eh?"

What she saw was that there were not only her brother but also several acquaintances outside the door.

And Jiaoyang thought her brother would greet her immediately after opening the door, but he didn't even look at her after entering, and just walked past her.

She didn't know if it was her misunderstanding, but she always felt that there was a hint of subtle hostility in the way her brother looked at the bull-faced man.

The bull-headed man sat in his original position, not moving, and looking at his brother with a somewhat complicated look.

"Brother!" Jiaoyang was unhappy. She pursed her red lips not willing to be ignored and opened her arms to Sheng Yuzhiqiu for a hug.

Sheng Yuzhi came back to his senses, looked at her quickly, held her in his arms and coaxed her for a while, and then Jiaoyang put down her pouting lips.

She curled her lips, glanced at the prince and the ugly guy next to her, and asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

"Let's come here, let's." Sheng Yuzhi looked at the prince and the ugly guy and hesitated for a while.

Jiaoyang immediately became unhappy again and shouted loudly: "What? Is there anything that your closest, most trusted, and most lovable brother can't know?"

Sheng Yuzhi looked at her, dumbfounded.

In the end, the prince came to the rescue. He looked around and said with a half-smile: "Yu Zhi, your seventh brother's private room is a bit more luxurious than the place we just stayed in. Why don't we stay here next?"

Let’s discuss the matter.”

Sheng Yuzhi was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Xiao Jingchen obviously meant something. After all, with their status as a group of people, they should obviously be provided with the best accommodation wherever they go. But when they arrived at this teahouse, it was obvious that they were treated differently. They were obviously better than Sheng Jiaoyang.

I came a few hours earlier, but the best room in this teahouse was reserved for Sheng Jiaoyang who would come later.

But there is a saying that well-known people are afraid of meeting hooligans. Sheng Jiaoyang didn't know whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. He avoided answering the questions raised in his sentence, and instead stared wide-eyed.

He shouted loudly: "What is Yu Zhi's seventh brother? I have a name. My name is Sheng Jiaoyang!"

She may be the first person who dares to speak to the current prince like this.

Even the ugly guy with a sinister look next to her raised his head and glanced at her, but Jiaoyang felt murderous intent inexplicably and hurriedly hid behind Sheng Yuzhi.

The prince was stunned at first, but just when Jiaoyang thought he was going to get angry, he laughed and said, "Okay, Jiaoyang."

However, Jiaoyang didn't believe that a person like him who could become a prince could really have such a good temper, so she curled her lips and called him a "smiling tiger" in her heart.

But Jiaoyang looked around, and in this private room, the most famous No. 5 figures in the capital, whether they had evil intentions or not, had already gathered.

What a memorable scene! Jiao Yang felt that this scene could be recorded and used as a signboard for their teahouse to attract customers!

She looked at the other four people in a good mood, including her brother, the bull-headed face, the smiling tiger, and the ugly guy. Finally, she paused on an extra person, with the corners of her charming mouth raised, and she felt unusually bad.

So Jiaoyang pointed at Cao Qingqing, who was again dressed as a man, and complained to her brother: "Don't you have something important to discuss? Why do you let her follow a woman?"

Cao Qingqing paused while preparing to drink tea, and looked towards her with cool eyes.

Don't tell me, such a look is really a bit imposing, and she is worthy of being the true successor of that ugly monster. But that ugly monster has more real bloody anger than her, and it looks much more terrifying.

"Why, Master Sheng Qi looks down on women?" she said calmly.

"What the hell." Jiaoyang put her legs up on the table and shook them carelessly. She couldn't bear the crime, "I just look down on you."

"You" Cao Qingqing was about to draw her sword and get angry, but this time an ugly monster stopped her.

He directly stretched out his hand and held down Cao Qingqing's sword without saying a word.

Cao Qingqing looked at the ugly monster blankly, then turned around and glared at Jiaoyang.

No need to think about it, Jiaoyang also knew that Cao Qingqing might hate her to death. How many times he attacked her, but was stopped by the ugly monster. Although Jiaoyang didn't know what it was about this ugly monster that Cao Qingqing liked so much. His temper

It’s bad and ugly. Is it really because of talent?

Thinking of this, Jiaoyang couldn't help but cover her face and made two "tsk, tsk" sounds.

Even so, she was still very moved in her heart. She was moved by the three people's repeated persuasion, which finally had an effect on Ugly. In his heart, his favorable impression of her must have increased by more than one degree. Not only would he not pursue her in public.

If you kill her, you will still protect her next to Cao Qingqing.

Thinking of this, Jiaoyang cast a wink at each of the few men present except the ugly ones.

The brother looked at her with a doting look on his face, a smiling face with a strange look on his face, and a twitching look on his bull-headed face. Apparently he was used to her "convulsions" in her brain from time to time.

Despite this, he still couldn't escape further questioning from the naturally perceptive Smiling Tiger.

While waving the folding fan in his hand, he raised the corners of his lips and asked, "So Jiaoyang, can you tell me now why this teahouse gives you special treatment?"
Chapter completed!