The princess only wants to survive, and the cold-faced king of hell begs for mercy

"You are so stupid and evil. You are so despicable that you can still stay in such an excellent base. You all should disappear into thin air!"

Yun Shang's neck was strangled so tightly that she could hardly breathe. Her pretty face turned red and her hands and feet were kicking frantically like a drowning person.

At this critical moment, the other companions finally noticed the abnormal situation here. They rushed forward and took great pains to pry 8091's hands apart and forcibly pulled him away.

"Are you crazy? If we really kill her, what can we use to threaten the King of Qi? Do you want to ruin the boss's carefully planned plan?" One of them asked angrily.

8091 snorted with disdain, slowly stood up, and strode towards the door without looking back, saying viciously, "Hmph, if I didn't think you were still a little useful, I would have killed you with my own hands long ago."

Yun Shang was gasping for breath at this time, just like a fish that had been out of water for a long time and was regaining oxygen.

She clutched her slender neck, which had nearly been strangled, with her trembling hands, and collapsed to the ground. Although she was terrified by what she had just experienced, she felt no regrets deep down.

After all, at that critical moment, she had successfully obtained an extremely crucial piece of information.

However, at this moment, although she was anxious to pass on this crucial message, she found that she was completely powerless.

The most urgent thing at the moment is to find ways to save his own life, and then find a good opportunity to escape from here and return to the capital.

The dilapidated black-sailed boat swayed slowly on the river, following the current and moving slowly downstream.

When they arrived at the next dock, they transferred to a more spacious and larger ship.

Yun Shang sat in the cabin at a loss, staring blankly in the direction of the capital, her heart full of worry and concern.

She had no idea where she was, she only knew that they were far away from the capital.

At this moment, can the man she has been thinking about, Zhao Qiyan, still find them?

At the same time, in the study of Prince Qi's mansion far away in the capital, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

All the generals and officials under King Qi Zhao Qiyan have gathered together.

Zhao Qiyan was seen sitting at the top seat, his face as gloomy as water, veins bulging on his forehead, and it was obvious that he was trying his best to suppress his inner fear.

He told himself again and again that he must remain calm, because only in this way could he come up with a good plan to find Yun Shang's whereabouts.

However, despite having a large number of people under his command, no one knew where Yunshang and Qinghuan, the master and servant, were being kidnapped.

The repeated "I don't know" hit Zhao Qiyan's heart like a heavy hammer, making the anger in his heart burn even more fiercely.

Finally, Zhao Qiyan could no longer suppress his inner anger and anxiety.

He suddenly swung his arm, and in an instant, the inkstone that was originally placed on the table flew out like an arrow and fell heavily on the ground.

With a loud and crisp "bang", the inkstone shattered into countless tiny pieces and flew everywhere.

This sudden change startled everyone present. Their faces turned pale, their bodies trembled involuntarily, and they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of accidentally angering the prince who was already on the verge of a rage.

Among this group of silent people, the only one who truly understood Yun Shang's true identity was Yu Ruyi, besides Zhao Qiyan himself.

Yu Ruyi frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she slowly said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I think that the fact that there is no news about the princess's whereabouts may actually be a good thing."

She paused briefly, then continued her analysis, "In my opinion, the people who dared to kidnap the princess this time are most likely the same group that attempted the assassination last time. The mastermind behind this is either the mysterious 073 Organization or the Xingchen Pavilion. These people must have abducted the princess simply to threaten you, Your Highness, and achieve their ulterior motives."

"If they intend to put forward some conditions for negotiation, then judging from the current situation, the princess should still be safe for the time being. After all, if the princess encounters an accident, then they will have no bargaining chips to negotiate with us." Zhao

Qi Yan nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with this point of view.

His eyes were firm and cold as he continued, "Contact the Xingchen Pavilion immediately and spread the word. Tell them that if my princess loses even a hair, I will not hesitate to kill all the travelers imprisoned in the prison! Furthermore, the more serious the princess's injuries, the more people I will kill!"

Hearing these harsh words, everyone present was horrified.

However, Zhao Qiyan's expression remained calm, as if he was just stating a very ordinary matter.

"If you want to sit down and discuss the terms, that's fine, but their leader must come forward and negotiate with me face to face."

After saying that, Zhao Qiyan waved his hand, signaling Yu Ruyi to step aside and do the work.

Yu Ruyi quickly clasped her fists and bowed, respectfully replying, "I understand, Your Majesty, don't worry. I'll send someone to pass on the message right away."

After saying this, she turned and left in a hurry.

Zhao Qiyan then pointed to several other men and gave them orders in an orderly manner, "Take enough people with you and conduct a search in all directions out of the city. Especially on those roads that are rarely traveled on weekdays, you must check them extra carefully. Remember, don't miss any clues!"

"As ordered!"

After everyone responded loudly, they all took orders and left.

In the blink of an eye, the study room that was once bustling with activity suddenly became empty, leaving only Zhao Qiyan sitting alone at the desk, lost in thought.

Zhao Qiyan sat there anxiously, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead. His originally broad and powerful palms were now clenched into fists, with his nails deeply embedded in his palms, as if this could alleviate the anxiety and self-blame in his heart.

When he thought about Yun Shang being imprisoned again and her life hanging by a thread because of him, he wanted to slap himself a few times.

Especially when he learned that Yun Shang was pregnant, this regret surged into his heart like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

If Yun Shang really encountered misfortune this time, the consequences would be unimaginable, and Zhao Qiyan didn't even dare to think about it.