Yin Zhiqing was anxious. After leaving the Duke of England, how could she have the chance to deal with Yin Zhiruo? Once she left the Duke of England, Pan Jiajin would be just a prince consort in a foreign country, or a prince consort who lived in the princess's house with her wives and concubines. So, what is her concubine who is dependent on Pan Jiajin? A precious concubine is also a concubine. Will she endure Yin Zhiruo's humiliation in her life?

Yin Zhiqing was really regretful. If she had known this would have happened, she would not have complained in front of Pan Jiajin that day and should not have angered Pan Jiajin. If Pan Jiajin had not taken action against Pan Jiaming impulsively, they would not have been driven out of the Duke of England's mansion.

What she regrets even more was that she tried her best to marry Pan Jiajin as her concubine. Now it is a joke.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret! She has no way out now!

"Big sister," Yin Zhiqian, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help asking, seeing that Yin Zhiqing didn't speak for a long time, "You are going to move to the princess's mansion tomorrow. Why would I go back to the mansion tomorrow?" Since she cut off relations with the big house, she has changed Yin Zhiqing to the eldest sister, but this elder sister is far from Yin Zhiruo. She doesn't say anything about Yin Zhiruo's generous actions, and her temperament is not as good as Yin Zhiruo, and she doesn't take care of her younger brothers and sisters below. She can't figure it out, and her aunt doesn't let Yin Zhilan come to the British Duke's Mansion to take care of Yin Zhiqing. Why did her mother think this is a good opportunity?

A good chance, let alone Prince Ming, she could hardly see Xiao Bangyan. Even if she occasionally saw him, she could not see him from afar and could not get close to him. The maids and nannies in Qianhuayuan were even more careful of them as they were to prevent mosquitoes and flies. When they got closer, they looked full of disgust. I thought that no matter what, Yin Zhiqing was a noble concubine who was formed by the prince, and she was somewhat embarrassed. I never thought that only in the big room, the maids would call Yin Zhiqing Grandma Qing as the ones requested by Pan Jiajin. Others, such as the old lady, Princess Lingya, and the people in Qianhuayuan, were like watching dirty things to Yin Zhiqing, the concubine Qing, or the other two concubines Song and the aunt Die in the big room. Anyway, she could be a guest for a few days. If she was Yin Zhiqing, she would definitely not be able to stand it.

"Just go back," Yin Zhiqing thought casually. She originally wanted Yin Zhilan to come. Yin Zhilan was sweeter than Yin Zhiqian, and she spoke and acted gentlely, which was more popular among men. "If you ask you to go to Yin Zhihui to reminisce about the past, you won't go, otherwise, even though I moved to the princess's mansion, you might be able to stay here with the three of them for a while. Even as long as Yin Zhiruo is willing, it is not impossible to bring you into the palace tomorrow."

Who do you think of a fool? Yin Zhiqian curled her lips secretly, "It's not that I don't want to go. As soon as I got close to the peony garden, a woman stopped her and said that Zhihui was embroidering peonies and could not be disturbed. I saw it very clearly. Yin Zhihui clearly saw me, but she didn't want to pay attention to it at all."

"Sister, you haven't seen it," Yin Zhiqian continued, "This maid from the Duke of England's mansion is much more attentive to Yin Zhihui, an outsider and a concubine daughter, than to you, Grandma Qing. She just embroidered a flower, and set up a table with fruits and snacks. I heard that it was a fruit from the foreign countries that were tributed by the palace. By the way, I saw the maid send a small basket to Yuntao Courtyard where Princess Xiya lived."

"Enough!" Yin Zhiqing shouted softly, "I know you don't look down on my current situation, but no matter what, Jin Lang is still the eldest grandson of the British Duke's Mansion, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons. With the British Duke's Mansion as a backer, and Princess Xiya's face, our lives will never be bad, and no one dares to step on us. But the Yin family is different. The Yin family, which has cut off relations with the big house, can be said to have no backer at all, especially this time Yin Zhiruo and the others returned to Beijing to attend the palace banquet. Who saw that the two of us didn't scold us a few ungrateful words, at least they said behind their backs that they deserved it. Do you think you can marry better than me in the future?" Qiqi Chinese website

The wife? Just Yin Zhiqian's unfair appearance, plus the father of a seventh-rank official in the Ministry of Rites, and the meager dowry that you can imagine, what kind of family can marry as a wife? Humph, it's not as good as Yin Zhilan. At least his father is a fifth-rank doctor in the Ministry of Revenue and a beautiful villain.

Yin Zhiqian's little face turned pale because she knew that Yin Zhiqing was not talking nonsense. She had been afraid to go out for a long time. This is also the reason why she was willing to come to the Duke of England. At least she went out to change the environment, and it was still the Duke of England that everyone envied. She was not much younger than Yin Zhiqing, but she had not decided on a marriage so far, and her mother was anxious.

After looking at Yin Zhiqian with complicated eyes, Yin Zhiqing softened her breath again: "I asked you to go to Yin Zhihui to get in touch with you, it is indeed for your own good. Now the emperor is starting to look at the important house again. You have also seen that even the people from the Duke of England are polite to their siblings. As long as you can take the opportunity to get them closer and find a way to tie them to us again. With their connections and industry support for the big house, are you still worried that you won't marry someone you want?"

"Of course it's easy to think about it," Yin Zhiqian curled her lips, "Has the second uncle and the others done less in recent years? Even the grandmother and aunt of the Yin family in Ningzhou came forward. What's the result? A few days ago, you still..." He was humiliated by Yin Zhiruo?

"..." Yin Zhiqing clenched her fists secretly, and the stinging pain in her palm made her restrain her emotions. "It's hard to fight for it, otherwise what should I do? If this continues, unless we reconcile, the more glorious they are, the more embarrassing we will be. People will only say that we are retribution."

"But, it's obvious that people don't want to reconcile," Yin Zhiqian muttered. If she weren't willing to reconcile, wouldn't it be good for her brothers and sisters to enjoy their happiness? If you want to find so many people to share, you still have to be under the control of your elders?

"It is impossible to reconcile and destroy their scenery," Yoon Zhiqing said ruthlessly. "Only when they are knocked into the mud again, people will think that we are glad that we have broken off relations with them. They are not good, not that we are ungrateful."

Yin Zhiqian was frightened by the ferociousness on Yin Zhiqing's face: "...I...Where can we fight against them now?" The original second aunt Ye and the old lady of the Qingyuan Hou Mansion could not fight against Yin Zhiruo, and she was still relieved. What could she do? Her mother said that Yin Zhiruo was more cruel and ruthless than Princess Qianxin.

"Of course not," Yin Zhiqing winked at the dowry maid Shuxiang. Shuxiang nodded and retreated, and gently took it to the door.
Chapter completed!