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

Zhao Qiyan looked puzzled. "It's true that the study uses Ningshuang. Ningshuang is the fragrance Yu Ruyi gave to me. It smelled good, so I left it here."

"But how does this poem relate to the Jade Ruyi?"

"This poem was left behind by my mother when she passed away. The words were written by her own hand. She left no relics behind. The only thing she could take with her was this calligraphy and painting."

"Yu Ruyi has never been to the bedroom, so how could she use this poem as the password to board the ship?"

Yun Shang was shocked. "This poem? Was it written by your mother, Your Majesty?"

Zhao Qiyan nodded, "Exactly."

This Zen poem comes from "Sending off the Monk Chao" by Zen Master Dahui Zonggao of the Song Dynasty. It is a relatively unpopular poem, and even a time traveler may not be able to answer it.

Yun Shang also saw it by chance and wrote it down because she liked it.

But Zhao Qiyan said that this poem was written by his mother. Yun Shang suddenly felt as if she had entered a deep whirlpool, which was extremely terrifying when she thought about it carefully.

The biological mother of the King of Qi, who specializes in killing time travelers, is also a time traveler?

Yun Shang didn't even dare to imagine how Zhao Qiyan would react if he knew that his mother was a time traveler.

She forced a smile and said, "It seems that I misunderstood Your Highness. Perhaps Yu Ruyi stole a glimpse of that poem while Your Highness wasn't paying attention."

Zhao Qiyan immediately realized what was happening and pressed the issue, "She saw it secretly. What about you? How did you answer the questions correctly and get on board?"

Yun Shang naturally didn't dare to say that it was Meng Tai who told her, so she had to bite the bullet and continue to lie, "I also saw it by chance in the prince's study."

In order to change the subject as quickly as possible, she hurriedly said angrily, "Your Highness still doubts me. You don't know how sad I was when I heard Yu Ruyi use this poem as a password that day."

"I honestly thought that Yu Ruyi knew this poem because of her close relationship with the prince. Yu Ruyi even provoked me in the carriage, saying that she and the prince had a deep friendship, that they had shared hardships and were close friends."

"She said I took her place, that the prince didn't like me at all, that he had to marry a noble lady to be his princess, and that he chose me because he saw that I was weak and easy to manipulate."

Yun Shang became more and more excited as she spoke. "She also said that the prince would let her enter the palace as a princess sooner or later, and asked me to be sensible and give up my position. I am just a fake daughter, and I know I can't compete with her, so I gave in."

I would rather die than let my friend die. I’m sorry, sister!

She admitted that there was some exaggeration, but as the King of Qi, he would definitely not confront Yu Ruyi word for word, so she was not worried about being exposed.

Sure enough, even someone as smart and clever as Zhao Qiyan had no way to deal with a woman's unreasonable behavior.

He pressed his forehead as if he had a headache, "I have never said such words to her."

"Besides, if this prince really only needed a noblewoman from an aristocratic family to support the palace, why would he choose you over Lin Zhiyi?"

Yun Shang's eyes widened immediately. "Sure enough, in the prince's heart, I am no match for Lin Zhiyi."

"Wuwuwu, I am only a fake daughter after all. I can't compare to Lin Zhiyi, the real daughter, who knows everything. I, a concubine, can do nothing and am weak and timid. I have brought shame to His Majesty, wuwuwu..."

Zhao Qiyan closed his eyes, "That's not what I meant..."

"So what do you mean? That's what you mean!"

"Lin Zhiwei, don't let your imagination run wild. Where did I say I dislike you?"

"You yelled at me? You yelled at me again, wuwuwu... You were mean to me just now because of Yu Ruyi, and now you're yelling at me again because of Lin Zhiyi. You definitely don't love me, wuwuwu, why is my life so difficult..."

Zhao Qiyan finally learned the hard way what it was like for women to compete for favor. He sighed, was silent for a moment, then stood up, picked up the woman and carried her to the bed.

"Since Weiwei is so uneasy, I will personally let Weiwei feel my love."

Yun Shang's body suddenly flew into the air, and she subconsciously hugged Zhao Qiyan's neck.

Zhao Qiyan placed her on the bed, pressed his body against hers, and placed his gentle lips on her neck. "Lin Zhiwei, don't let me catch you lying to me."

Yun Shang slowly loosened her clenched fists, and placed her soft and boneless hands on the man's shoulders. The silent invitation made the man on her even more excited.

The wedding consummation went smoothly and everything went smoothly.

It was just a pity for Yun Shang. This body was only sixteen years old and still very immature. She felt pain and tired. When she finally got through it, she fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao Qiyan lay beside her, looking at the girl who had fainted, his eyes dark. "If you have lied to me, then you'd better keep lying."

"Lin Zhiwei, you better hide well."

The big hand gently touched the girl's delicate neck, and with just a little force, red marks appeared on the delicate neck. Zhao Qiyan loosened his hand and took a deep breath.

"Forget it. One night of marriage is worth a hundred days of love. It's not impossible to spare your life."

Yun Shang, who was sleeping soundly, had no idea that she had escaped from the hands of death again. She slept so soundly that she didn't even notice that Zhao Qi Yan helped her wipe her body afterwards.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky and there was no one around me.

Yun Shang sat up and felt a sharp pain down there. She suddenly remembered how crazy last night was.

When she found that her body was dry and clean, she couldn't help blushing and felt a sweetness in her heart.

Well, this man is hers, no one can snatch him away!

Qing Huan came in with a bowl of black medicine, smiling even sweeter than hers, "Miss, this is the medicine that the prince specially ordered to be made for you. It's for your health."

Yun Shang realized belatedly that doing such embarrassing things could lead to pregnancy.

She frowned as she looked at the bowl of medicine, "Qinghuan, do me a favor."

Qing Huan put down the bowl and walked closer, "What's the matter, Miss?"

"Help me make some contraceptive soup. Do it quietly so no one can see you."

This body is only sixteen years old, it's a bit too early to have a child, and besides, she doesn't really want to have a child.

Qing Huan looked at her in confusion, "Miss, you and the prince have finally finished filling the bridal chamber, and now is the time of great favor. If you get pregnant at this time, it will be the prince's eldest son, the crown prince of the palace."

"With a child, no matter how many women there are in the palace in the future, they will not threaten your position. Why are you so desperate that you want contraceptive soup?"

Yun Shang knew that this would not make sense to Qing Huan, so she could only find an excuse to fool him.

"Qinghuan, I'm only sixteen years old. My body hasn't fully grown yet. If I give birth to a child now, it will inevitably damage my body. Wouldn't that mean I'll lose my grace forever?"

"The prince and I just got married, so there's no rush to have children."

Qing Huan was persuaded by Yun Shang and nodded, bringing the bowl of medicine over. "Okay, Miss, drink the tonic. I'll go find a way to make contraceptive soup for you."