Chapter 1091: Women disguised as men: the favor of powerful ministers (92)

As usual in the morning court, all the courtiers were quiet. Jiaoyang hid behind the ox-headed face and pulled the corner of his clothes. She leaned against him through the wide court clothes. It didn't matter if others saw it, and she 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

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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 that?"

I blame my husband for bewitching you."

Jiao Yang opened her eyes wide, and then stared at him, staring at his sideways, monster-like face. Speaking of which, the bull-headed face looked so cute when he was a child, but how could he become more and more monster as he grew up?

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 outline and temperament of the lower half of the face, making it look particularly provocative.

People love you.

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 any longer. Some of the younger ones had the nerve to make some comments, while the older ones had already turned red in the face and cursed secretly. The Marquis of Guangping had already been betrayed by this treacherous son and that treacherous son.

The demon man was so angry that he got sick from hanging around all day long. He recuperated at home and stopped going to court for a long time.

The existence of these two people is simply to bring trouble to Chao Gang! Prince Xie is okay, but Sheng Jiaoyang does whatever he wants and does nothing all day long. I really don’t know what the emperor is doing by bringing him to the court! It attracts people to compete.

Following the example made the bad habits of Xiao country prevail!

When Jiao Yang looked at Niutou Lian, his 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 the direction they were in, and he never looked here.

One glance.

The corner of Jiaoyang's mouth curled up, and she put her hand on the bull-faced arm. She smiled and said slowly, deliberately raising her voice: "That's right. It's because I met you that I can have some self-control.

It wouldn't be 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 can do is curse in secret, and those who have gone against her are their best examples.

Jiaoyang didn't take it seriously.

But on the second day, it was her who left the court, not the bull-faced one 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 hurried in from outside: "Mr. Sheng Guo, I'm sorry, Gong Sheng! The emperor gave the prince a marriage in the morning, and the prince was in public.

By refusing to marry and contradicting the emperor, the prince has not yet come to court, and 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 went straight into the palace. The guard at the palace gate stopped her, but she kicked him away.

"Get out of the way!"

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, looked 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 again. 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 will give them back to you. In exchange for you, I will 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 mocking smile on his lips.

What should I do? I am careless.

She wants to use him to deal with Mianpianlian, but have the two of them already joined forces? Why? Is it just 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 were extremely cold. There was countless anger in her heart with nowhere to vent. Who asked him to follow her.

She seemed to be back on that rainy day when she came out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the suppressed anger also surged out at this moment.
Chapter completed!