Concubine is crazy

Chapter 393 Come Alone, Go Alone.

"Ping Yao, I know you well enough for a woman like you. Just because you know some skills in autopsy and judgment, you dream of reaching the sky in one step and turning a sparrow into a phoenix! It's time to teach you a lesson and let you see who you really are."

Yin Yihan seemed calm, but every word was full of vicious irony from Grandma Bi and the old concubine.

The king of a country is nothing more than such a philistine.

On the surface, he seems to pretend to be superior, but in fact, he is more mean and sharp than ordinary people in his heart.

The brilliance of the exterior is in stark contrast to the rotting darkness of the interior.

However, the so-called kings are used to deceiving themselves and others, and use this kind of self-righteousness to control the hearts of countless civilians in the world.

"Ping Yao, abolish the official post of arresting officer, release him from customs, and ban him from returning to Kyoto for life!"

Yin Yihan ordered coldly.

The aunt and the old concubine looked puzzled.

So, wouldn't that mean letting her go?

If you cut the weeds but don't remove the roots, you may leave endless troubles!

"Your majesty..." The aunt and the old concubine obviously hesitated to speak.

"I've made up my mind! Take it down immediately!"

Yin Yihan closed his eyes and opened them again, desolation and helplessness flashed across his eyes.

I'm afraid that doing so will already touch Quan'er's bottom line.

That was his son, how could he not understand?

Perhaps, this is the only difference between their father and son.

If Ping Yao is killed, the relationship between father and son will be completely ended in the future.

He didn't want to let Ping Yao go, but in order to prevent Yin Quan from hating him for the rest of his life, he had to do so.

Who can understand his father's heart?

There are sons who can't recognize each other, but there are so many princes in the palace, but none of them are born of him!He kept the secret of the Yin Dynasty very hard, if he lost his son Yin Quan again, there would be no one to help him share this secret.

"Take it away."

Yin Yihan waved his hand, the tiredness in his eyes could not be concealed.

Of course it would be best if this could be resolved, but that kid Quan Er... might not be willing to let it go.

Ping Yao was escorted by four guards and dragged away from the Golden Luan Hall.

The last time she came here, when she was still Song Weirui, she was conferred the title of first-rank arrester, and she was covered with a thousand honors.

But today, he was forced to leave by the guards.

Nothing.

Born again, penniless.

Now away, all alone.

Come alone, go alone.

Where is the way forward, unknown.

I have no intention of knowing.

From the moment she knew that the person Yin Quan liked was not herself, she didn't care about staying.

Now, it's just another place to continue to miss the lost people.

Ping Yao was escorted by Yin Yihan's men and left the capital secretly.

That night, I stopped at the Kyoto station.

At night, several dark shadows sneaked into the room and knocked out the guards.

"Are you guys free?" Seeing the person coming, Ping Yao shook her head helplessly.

Hai Lingyun, Nalan Yu, Tianshu, and Ji Yixian all came.

"We are just ordered to do what we should do." Although Hai Lingyun's tone was helpless, he was very serious.

"On orders? Yin Quan?"

"It's Master Jiu. When the prince is not in the prince's mansion, he is responsible for it. Master Jiu said that he will be responsible until the end except for any mistakes."

It was rare for Nalan Yu to speak to her so peacefully.

Ping Yao rubbed her temples, "I don't want to offend anyone."

She just left, and the consequences for them can be imagined.

Ruyu died, Xiaomin was seriously injured, and Xiao Hei died because of her. Since his rebirth, although he has revenge, hatred cannot relieve the pain of losing his confidant in this life.

She doesn't want to embarrass anyone anymore.Even Nalan Yu who can't get used to each other.

(End of this chapter)