MTL - Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry-Chapter 1042 Women disguised as men: the delicate palms of powerful officials (43)

   Chapter 1042 Women disguised as men: the palms of powerful ministers (43)

   But then she smiled, with an unintelligible smile: "The reason why my son insists on blocking this marriage is actually because my brother already has a heart in his heart."

   As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

  Brother's face was pale, he grabbed her, "Hot sun!"

   Finally saw her.

  The corner of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched, and Sheng Xiang's eyes widened and he vomited blood. He turned to his brother and said, "Are you saying what Jiaoyang said, brother?"

   Although she curled the corners of her mouth, there was no smile in her eyes. Looking at her brother's silence, she gradually understood something.

   I still remember the first time she saw him, she only thought, "When you speak of a gentleman, you smell like jade." Now it seems, **** it smells like jade!

  The old man grabbed his brother's hand tightly, his eyes widened, and his voice was about to run out of fuel: "Yu Zhi, Dad will ask you, are you going to accept this marriage or not?"

  Jiaoyang was about to die of anger when she saw it, this immortal, she dragged on for so long, how could she still not die.

Brother hesitated, he held it tightly again, his eyes widened: "Do you want your father to die? Or do you want your mother, all the people in the prime minister's house to be buried with you for your selfishness? Son, that's the imperial edict. Do you want your parents to turn into ghosts and ghosts after they die, so that they will never be reborn in the underworld?"

  Sheng Xiang's tears fell drop by drop, which caused the tears of the people around him to flow drop by drop, and the eyes of the elder brother also turned red, so dull that he couldn't breathe.

   Jiaoyang twitched the corner of his mouth and turned his head away.

  Why, it's all her fault, she's the only one who's a heartless monster, isn't she? Does she have to cry to prove her gregariousness?

   "Yu Zhi, do you agree or not?" Sheng Xiang's arms grabbed his shoulders like iron tongs, and he kept repeating a sentence, his pupils dilated, and it was almost impossible to see clearly in front of him.

Mrs. Xiang couldn't help it for a long time. Abandoning her usual image of being knowledgeable and reasonable, she knelt down in front of her son, grabbed the front of his shirt, and shouted, "Son, please, you will agree to the master, as long as you agree to this. Marriage, your mother will not stop you from doing anything in the future. You can approach whoever you want, and whoever you want to marry. He is your father! The person who has worked so hard to raise you up for more than ten years. Are you so cruel to let him die!"

   Brother red eyes, they don't understand. They don't understand anything

   "Mother, get up first."

"How do you want your mother to get up? Do you want to let your mother die here before you let go!" Mrs. Xiang's hair was disheveled and her clothes were messy, and she was no longer dignified as usual, "That's the imperial decree, it's the imperial decree! You will Ruined the Sheng family!"

   There were people kneeling beside him, crying, kowtow, and clinging to him

   Sheng Yuzhi lowered his head, facing his father's direction, his tears were silent: "Son. Promise."

When the    voice fell, Jiaoyang let go of his arms and was stunned, but the people around were all cheering and escaping.

   "Master, did you hear me? Yu Zhi agreed." Mrs. Xiang immediately released him and moved to Sheng Xiang, crying so hard.

   "Yes, yes." Sheng Xiang's pupils were scattered, looking at the ceiling, as if he saw the unprecedented grand appearance of the Sheng family, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   The proudest thing in his life is that he gave birth to this excellent child, Yu Zhi. Unlike his younger brother, mud can't support the wall.

   Above his head, the ancestors of the Sheng family are calling him. In this life, he is worthy of his heart and worthy of the Sheng family!

   "Master!"

   There were cries all around, and Jiaoyang's world seemed to be quiet.

   She looked at the figure, didn't even glance at the person on the hospital bed, turned around and ran out of the bedroom.

   "Hot Sun!" Someone grabbed her, Jiao Yang threw it away, and ran out without looking back.

   She came to her room and swept everything on the table to the ground, still feeling displeased.

  Jiaoyang kept throwing things and venting her inner anger, as if only hearing those "ping ping ping ping" sounds could calm her down.

  Thinking of the scene just now, her eyes and heart were full of ridicule. She was angry with her brother, with a paralyzed face, with everything in the Qifu Palace, and with everyone around her just now!

  The door was pushed open all of a sudden, and a figure ran in from the outside, looking anxious, turned into fear and panic when she saw her hand.

   "Jiaoyang, what's wrong with you!"

   She was accidentally cut when she dropped something. She didn't care about it at all, she just wanted to drop something.

   Jiaoyang glanced in the direction of the person passing by, and when she saw it was her mother, the corner of her mouth twitched mockingly.

   Also, how could it be him? He should now stand beside the man who should have died long ago and be his filial son.

   Thinking of this, Jiaoyang became more and more annoyed, and threw another handful of porcelain directly. With the sound of "ping ping ping ping", the blood on his hands was wiped away, making it all over the floor.

   "Jiaoyang, don't you want your hand!" Mother was frightened by her appearance, and hurried forward to grab her hand and bandage her.

  Jiaoyang seems to have calmed down, but his face is expressionless and indifferent.

   Mother was a little scared. Looking at her daughter's reaction, she seemed to understand something, but the answer made her tremble: "Jiaoyang, are you?"

  Jiaoyang glanced at her, her face still cold, and she did not speak.

Mother's face became paler and paler: "Mother saw you getting close to him before, and since you are a daughter, she thought that you just had a good impression of him, similar to your brother's admiration, so she arranged for the prince to be with you. We meet, but my mother really didn't expect it"

  Jiaoyang rubbed his temples with a headache, and was upset: "Don't talk."

"Okay, don't tell me," Mother hugged her, tears couldn't stop flowing, "Jiaoyang, listen to Mother, let him go. Mother has already said that they are not the same as us. The world, we shouldn't forcefully break into their world, and the only one who will be hurt is ourselves. This matter, let's just let it pass, let's turn the page, don't we just know Sheng Yu, there are many good men in the world Yes."

  Jiaoyang listened, became surprisingly quiet, and then smiled: "Mother is right, there are many men."

  Niang was stunned for a while, then nodded fiercely with tears in her eyes: "Okay, good mother has been with you all the time, we are together, if there is any difficulty we can't get through."

  Jiaoyang smiled, stretched out her fingers, and wiped away the tears from A-Niang's face.

   But this matter, can’t be ignored. Otherwise, who would she find to vent her anger when he made her angry, and who would bear her anger.

   Sheng Yu knows, I will not let you go in this life, until you die, until I die. If you want to be your dutiful son, you want to be your worthy minister, then you must bear my wrath, what if you have difficulties, why should I bear your difficulties! Give up is to give up, can not let go, never forgive!

   (end of this chapter)