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

Yun Shang was very conflicted. With Lin Zhiwei's personality, he would definitely be slapped in the face to be in line with his character.

But Yun Shang is not happy about it. Why should I stick my face out for people to hit me?

Don’t I have dignity?

Qinghuan then spoke again, "I just don't know what the Prime Minister's Mansion means by scheduling the family recognition banquet for tomorrow. In three days, it will be your wedding to the King of Qi, and tomorrow they want Miss Yi to return home. Could it be that the Prime Minister wants Miss Yi to take over your marriage and marry the King of Qi?"

"If that's the case, what are you going to do, miss?"

Yun Shang: ???

"What marriage are you talking about?"

Yun Shang had been in a daze and didn't hear clearly. When she heard that she was about to get married, she couldn't help but gasp.

Qinghuan tilted her head and said again, "Your marriage to His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi."

Yun Shang thought about it with great difficulty. Princess Qi?

Could it be that King Qi...

She hesitated for a long time, but finally asked, "Huan'er, how many Kings of Qi are there in Yu Country..."

Qinghuan supported her limp body and walked carefully along the gravel path, "Miss, you are afraid too, aren't you?"

"That is to say, in our Yu Kingdom, there is only one Prince Qi, the Emperor's sixth son. The first five princes already have princesses. The Seventh and Eighth Princes are still young and not suitable."

"If Miss Yi really were to marry the King of Qi, then no matter how high your status is, you will never be taller than her. Wouldn't that mean you will always be inferior to her for the rest of your life?"

As he spoke, Qinghuan lowered his voice, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "As long as the young lady can keep the marriage, the wedding will be held as usual in three days, and the marriage will be successful. Even if the young lady comes back in the future, it will not shake your position."

"So, Miss, you must think of a way to handle tomorrow's family reunion banquet."

Yun Shang felt hopeless and decided to hang herself.

Qinghuan, the vicious female supporting servant, has already taken on the posture of a villain. She feels that she has seen her own tragic end.

She was eager to give this marriage to Lin Zhiyi.

It is impossible to marry the King of Qi.

Whoever wants to marry can marry.

Qinghuan racked his brains all night to come up with a conspiracy for her, while the real person was sleeping peacefully.

Even when she was dressing up in the morning, she specifically asked people not to dress her up too well.

Qinghuan was so disappointed that she said, "Miss, you need to dress up a little better today. You must outshine Lin Zhiyi and show her what it means to be a lady from a noble family."

Yun Shang tried to dissuade her, saying, "Huan'er, Mom and Dad's hearts are with her. If I steal her limelight today, it will inevitably make them unhappy. It's not worth it."

"But if we act a little more pitiful today, we can actually win sympathy and have an easier time later."

It would be better if she could be inconspicuous and let Lin Zhiyi snatch the position away. It would be best if she could also snatch away the position of Princess Qi, so that she would not be in vain as the vicious female supporting role.

But Qing Huan misunderstood her meaning. Her eyes lit up, "Miss, you mean that we should act pitiful today so that the Prime Minister and his wife will be embarrassed to give your marriage to Miss Yi, right?"

"Miss, you are really smart. You are different after reading books."

Qing Huan said as she happily began to remove the golden headdress from Yun Shang's head. As she did so, she said, "Huan'er noticed that since you failed in your suicide attempt this time, you have become much smarter."

"Miss, you should be more assertive. You are the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, whether it is true or not. How can you let the servants bully you?"

"The young lady now knows how to protect herself, and Huan'er feels a little more relaxed."

Qinghuan was very happy when he said this. Not only did he not become suspicious, he was also happy about Lin Zhiwei's subtle changes.

But to Yun Shang, it sounded like thunder.

She was still careless!

Just because Qinghuan didn't become suspicious doesn't mean others won't become suspicious.

Especially the King of Qi.

After choosing a simple and elegant dress and pinning a few pretty flowers on her hair, Yunshang and Qinghuan went to the main hall of the front hall in a low-key manner.

When she arrived, Prime Minister Lin Yan was receiving distinguished guests, and his wife was busy receiving female guests. Everyone was so busy that no one paid any attention to her.

Yun Shang didn't care. She found a corner where no one cared and sat down, quietly waiting for the real protagonist of the day to appear.

The place where she was sitting was relatively close to the small flower hall. When she heard the girls' laughter coming from inside, Yun Shang looked over unconsciously.

Only then did I realize that the protagonist was already waiting here.

In the small flower hall, several noble ladies were talking to a strange girl in gorgeous clothes. The girl was calm and composed, with an outstanding temperament. No matter what others asked, she could answer fluently.

It seems that this is Lin Zhiyi.

Yun Shang thought boredly, if she didn't act according to the plot of the real and fake daughter and the vicious female supporting role, would she be found out quickly?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of discussion in the flower hall.

"Zhiyi, you're amazing. Your demeanor makes you look more like a noble lady than Lin Zhiwei. You're truly a real daughter, more like one than a fake one."

"That's right. Lin Zhiwei never leaves the house. She rarely even attends our banquets. She always acts like a timid little white flower, pretending to be pitiful. I used to wonder how the daughter of the prime minister could behave like this. Now I realize she's a fake lady. No wonder."

Yun Shang was about to listen again when Qing Huan beside her suddenly rushed out.

She pulled Yun Shang to stand at the entrance of the flower hall and said, "The ladies gossiping behind each other's backs doesn't seem like the behavior of noble ladies. I'm afraid they are also fake ladies."

"Although my young lady's identity is fake, now that she is on the Xiangfu family tree, her fake identity has become real."

Yun Shang had no choice but to cooperate with Qing Huan and continue acting.

She pinched her thigh until tears welled up in her eyes. "I'm not feeling well, so I don't hang out with you guys much on weekdays. Is this how I'm being framed?"

As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at Lin Zhiyi pitifully, "Are you Zhiyi's sister? Although this is the first time we meet, we have a deep sisterly bond. How could you let others speak of your sister like this?"

A crack appeared on Lin Zhiyi's perfect face. She pulled the corner of her mouth and apologized politely, "It's my fault. I've met you."

Yun Shang pursed her lips and walked away with a tough and aggrieved look.

Mrs. Lin happened to come to find Lin Zhiyi. She wanted to take Lin Zhiyi out to meet the guests in person. Seeing Lin Zhiwei's expression of great injustice, she couldn't help but ask something.

After Qinghuan's exaggerated story, Mrs. Lin also felt that these people were going a bit too far.