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

He sat up, pushed the person in his arms away, sat up straight, and closed his eyes to rest.

Yun Shang turned her head away, blushing as she savored the memory quietly. She felt a little unsatisfied.

My heart was beating like a drum. The journey home seemed a little too long.

Yun Shang, who was easily led by Zhao Qiyan's emotions, was still immersed in the confusion of losing her first kiss.

She felt a little sweet, but she also felt that the person who kissed her was Zhao Qiyan, who had killed her twice, so she shouldn't feel sweet.

On the one hand, it was the real reaction of her body, and on the other hand, she despised herself. Trapped between these two contradictory emotions, Yun Shang was at a loss for a moment.

She was so absorbed in the struggle between her conscience and her desires that she didn't notice Zhao Qiyan's eyes gradually darkening behind her.

What will you do next, Lin Zhiwei?

Is it a beauty trap or a psychological strategy?

Yun Shang's face was red and her heart was beating fast when she suddenly felt a ray of death coming from her side. The look in her eyes seemed to have substance, like a cold knife placed on her neck. She was so scared that her body trembled and she sat up straight, not daring to move.

Even after the carriage stopped and she got off, Yun Shang didn't dare to look back at Zhao Qiyan.

Zhao Qiyan followed Yun Shang out of the carriage and watched her walk towards the bedroom without looking back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

A woman, who had just kissed him, turned her back on him and didn't even look at him?

Ah!

It seems that they are playing hard to get and attacking the enemy's heart is the best way.

He turned around with a cold face and walked towards the study.

Qi Chuan stood at the door, bewildered. Weren't they so sweet and loving just now in the carriage? Why did they fall out as soon as they got out?

Zhao Qiyan still slept in the study that night, and Yun Shang had a rare good sleep.

Only Qinghuan was extremely worried, fearing that the princess would fall out of favor and be looked down upon by others.

Early the next morning, Zhao Qiyan dressed neatly and went to the bedroom to wait for Yun Shang to come home together. Qinghuan felt relieved.

When the carriage of Prince Qi's mansion stopped at the gate of the Prime Minister's residence, Prime Minister Lin Yan and his wife were already waiting at the door.

Zhao Qiyan came out of the carriage first, then turned around to help Yun Shang down, looking very caring.

When Mrs. Lin saw this scene, there was no joy in her eyes. Instead, she turned her head away with slightly red eyes.

Yun Shang looked around but didn't see Lin Zhiyi. She guessed that she might not want to see her, so she ignored her and went into the Prime Minister's Mansion with Zhao Qiyan.

Because it was still early and lunch was being prepared, Madam Liu took Yun Shang to the courtyard where she lived before she got married, while Zhao Qiyan was invited to the study by Lin Yan.

Lin Zhiwei's yard is still the same as before, without any change.

Liu pulled Yun Shang inside and told the servants who followed her, "You all wait outside. The princess and I want to have a few private words."

Following Yun Shang were not only Qing Huan, but also several maids and guards from the palace.

These people did not listen to Liu's orders. Yun Shang nodded at them and followed Liu into the house alone.

Before opening the door, Yun Shang was still wondering if Liu had discovered that she was not Lin Zhiwei, and she felt a little uneasy.

But as soon as the door opened, Yun Shang was stunned at the door.

In the room, boxes were tilted all over the place, tables and chairs were overturned on the floor, and even the step-out bed had moved from its original position, with the gauze curtain hanging on the side of the bed in tatters.

Yun Shang was shocked. Pointing at the mess inside the house, she asked Liu, "Mother, how did my house become like this? Was it robbed?"

She subconsciously thought that it was Lin Zhiyi who did it, but unexpectedly, Liu closed the door and glared at her, "You still have the nerve to ask what happened? I also want to ask you, where did you take Zhiyi?"

"On the day of your wedding, Zhiyi came with good intentions to add to your dowry, but she never came back and was nowhere to be found. Tell me, did you hide her somewhere?"

"Lin Zhiwei, I raised you for sixteen years and treated you well! But now you want to kill my own daughter for fame and fortune. You are so cruel. You should know that everything you have now should have belonged to Zhiyi. It was you who stole Zhiyi's life."

Liu became more and more frantic as she spoke. She walked forward step by step, and Yun Shang had no choice but to step back, leaning her lower back against the table top of the dressing table and using her hands to support herself to keep her balance.

Yun Shang could understand Liu's feelings for her own daughter Lin Zhiyi, but she could not admit to something she had not done.

"Mother, I don't."

"I don't know where Lin Zhiyi went. On the day of our wedding, she proposed a marriage swap, and I agreed. But I don't know why, but when I woke up, I was in the palace..."

"You're still quibbling!"

Liu interrupted her sharply, lifting Yun Shang's wide sleeves with one hand to show her, "Look at you now, a complete set of ruby ​​headpieces, wearing gold and silver, even your clothes are embroidered with golden peonies, it's extremely luxurious, you're showing off like a princess."

"You still dare to say that you don't want this marriage. Are you willing to give it in?"

"Originally, all of this should belong to my Zhiyi, but now you have taken it all away and are trying to harm my Zhiyi."

"Lin Zhiwei, how have I wronged you?"

Yun Shang shook her head, not knowing how to explain to Liu that she would believe her. Her clothes and headwear were all chosen for her by Qinghuan and prepared for her by the palace's housekeeper. If Liu hadn't said it, she herself would have had no idea how precious the outfit she was wearing was.

But she couldn't say that. If she did, Liu would think she was being too Versailles and might be so angry that she would die on the spot.

As for where Lin Zhiyi had gone, she had no idea. She also wanted to ask Lin Zhiyi what was going on.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the anger in Liu's eyes became even stronger. "You are silent, so you agree, right?"

"Mother, I didn't..."

"Snapped!"

Liu slapped Yun Shang in the face and grabbed her arm with a vicious look. "Lin Zhiwei, does the King of Qi know how vicious you are? If I tell him how vicious you are, do you think he will still favor you? Will you still be able to keep your position as the princess?"

"If you return Zhiyi to me, Mother won't tell King Qi about this, and you can still be your princess, okay?"

"Lin Zhiwei, you have to know that I am your mother. I can crush you to death just for being unfilial."

Yun Shang subconsciously screamed "Ah", then covered her face and looked at Liu in disbelief.

She never had a strong personality. Before she started wearing it, she was not good at arguing. She would often get angry and cry when an argument started, and then she would review the situation over and over again in her bed at night, trying to do better next time.

But even so, she was still very angry, and her eyes turned red in an instant. The moment she was hit, she almost cursed back, but reason quickly took over, and Yun Shang refused to curse.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Qinghuan's voice came in, "Miss, Madam, what happened?"