Concubine is crazy

Chapter 440 Pingyao Was Driven Away

It was evening when Ping Yao returned to the princes' mansion from Appreciating the Moon Pavilion.

Before he could enter, he was stopped by his aunt and the old concubine at the gate of the prince's mansion.

"Ping Yao, from today onwards, you don't have to go back to the prince's mansion, all your things are here, you follow Ping Weiming and Heping Zhou, and go back to your Ping family."

My aunt pointed to a pile of things at the gate of the prince's mansion, relying on the emperor's decree and Yin Quan's absence, even Li Minyan could not ignore the content of the decree.

Only then did Pingyao see that Ping Weiming and Heping Zhou were still standing behind her aunt.

I haven't seen this couple for a long time, and when we meet again, I feel that Ping Weiming and his wife seem to be more than ten years old all of a sudden, especially Ping Zhou, who always likes to dress up and take care of himself, looks about the same age as his aunt.

It seemed that Ping Shaohui's death had dealt a huge blow to them.

But who told Ping Shaohui to kill someone himself?Who can blame?

Ping Weiming died without a son, and there were only two daughters by his side, but now the business of the Ping family's royal merchants is increasingly being squeezed out. It is said that it is related to the emperor's oral order. The Ping family has no business to do. People who dare to come to the door to propose marriage have always eaten and used the family's food, which makes Ping Weiming and his wife how to live well.

Seeing Pingyao, he wished he could step forward and tear her apart.

Ping Yao glanced at the things on the ground, and only took her own toolbox.Most of the others were artificially damaged, and many books were torn apart.

No matter how much the aunts and the others hate her, do they have to make trouble with the book?This shows their impatience even more.

"I only carry the toolbox, nothing else is needed."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

Now that the imperial decree has been dispatched, it is useless for her to stay and defend herself.

Prince's mansion, she will come back sooner or later.

"Come here! Burn them all! lest any disease infect this princess."

At this time, Luanfeng's voice sounded from the prince's mansion, and then she slowly walked out of the prince's mansion, as if she had just seen Pingtiao, she let out a low cry of surprise,
"Ah, why haven't you left yet? Could it be that you still want to stay and have lunch? Brother Quan is not coming back today, you have no place to eat, you'd better go back to your Ping's house with them."

As Luanfeng said, she took her aunt's arm affectionately.

All calculations and complacency are within a smile.

The aunt patted the back of her hand and nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that if you really want to deal with Pingyao, you still have to come forward!With King Fengming and His Majesty putting pressure, His Majesty only thought that Ping Yao was becoming more and more ignorant, so naturally he would not give her good fruit to eat. This time, taking advantage of Yin Quan's absence, driving her out of the prince's mansion is to let Ping Yao The unidentified couple went back to tidy up her things.

"Pingyao, give me the things, let's go home." Ping Weiming resisted the urge to tear Pingyao apart, and at this moment, still looking like a loving father, he raised his hand to take Pingyao's tools.

Ping Yao sideways dodged, "I have severed ties with you long ago. That is not my home."

"Pingyao, don't mess around. My aunt and princess are watching here!" Ping Weiming was severely slapped in the face, and lowered his voice to remind Pingyao viciously.

"The imperial decree only said to let me leave the prince's mansion, but it didn't say that I had to go back to the Ping family after I left! Why are you so excited here?!"

Ping Yao snorted, picked up the toolbox and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Luanfeng let go of her aunt's arm, and walked towards her step by step like stepping on a lotus, with indescribably proud and mocking eyes.

(End of this chapter)