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

She couldn't help but show a look of heartache, and she took Yun Shang's hand and patted it, "Zhiwei, don't be sad. Today, in addition to recognizing Zhiyi, I will also explain to everyone that you are on the family tree. You are also the daughter of the prime minister's family. Mother will definitely not let anyone look down on you."

Lin Zhiwei nodded and said obediently, "Yes, Zhiwei understands. Mother, please go and take my sister out, so as not to miss the auspicious time."

When Mrs. Lin brought Lin Zhiyi to the front hall, Yun Shang had already returned to the front hall and sat in her seat.

Yun Shang felt uncomfortable with the look of the crowd watching the show, but she had to wait until the scene of sisterly love was finished before she could leave, so she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Watching Lin Zhiyi kneeling down to worship his parents and the three of them crying together, Yun Shang suddenly seemed to understand Lin Zhiwei's feelings.

If Lin Zhiwei saw this scene, he would probably die again.

Yun Shang was quietly waiting for the ceremony to end and then quietly exit the stage when someone in the crowd suddenly said, "The Prime Minister's Mansion now has two daughters. Why not take advantage of today and have them each play a piece to liven things up?"

Yun Shang turned to look at the person who was speaking, and that person actually winked at her. Who on earth was he trying to slap in the face?

Seeing that the maid behind Lin Zhiyi had already brought the guqin and was ready, Yun Shang was completely panicked.

The best things a social slave, a cow or a horse, can do are playing the lute to a cow and flattering others.

If playing beautiful flattering songs to flatter one's superiors can be called an art, then she can give it a try.

At this moment, Lin Zhiyi was still standing opposite her, looking at her with a smile, "Sister is the eldest, so should sister go first?"

Yun Shang sat on the chair, suppressed her inner panic, and declined, "Respect the elders and love the young. Let my sister go first."

"Today is my sister's home game, so it would be best if I didn't play. This kind of scenery should be mine alone, and I won't compete with you for it."

Lin Zhiyi smiled slightly, put down the guqin, and made a gesture to start, "Since elder sister is not ready yet, then younger sister will come first."

Lin Zhiyi's song was gentle and beautiful, and received countless applause.

After the commotion, everyone's eyes turned to Lin Zhiwei, whose face was ashen.

Seeing that Lin Zhiwei didn't move, Madam Lin became a little anxious. She urged quietly, "Zhiwei, it's your turn. Haven't you learned pipa before? No matter how good or bad it is, just play a song."

Yun Shang was desperate. I have eaten loquats, but I have never played the piano.

So, she's about to be exposed, right?

A trace of despair gradually appeared in her eyes. Forget it, let it be destroyed.

Is it too late for her to commit suicide now?

Everyone started to discuss, "Is this young lady having a bad temper or is she afraid to play?"

"I guess she doesn't dare to play. After all, Second Miss Lin Zhiyi's piano skills are indeed top-notch. It's understandable that the eldest lady doesn't dare to play for fear of being outdone."

"To be honest, this young lady is quite pitiful. She has lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion for more than ten years, and suddenly it is no longer her home. It is understandable that she finds it difficult to accept it for a while."

"She's pitiful, but the second young lady isn't. She should have lived a life of luxury, but she grew up in such a poor village. Who will compensate her for the hardship she's endured over the years?"

Yun Shang heard their discussion and nodded in her heart, ah, yes, yes, send me away quickly, she really didn't want to stay in this Shura field for a moment.

But Lin Zhiyi and Mrs. Lin were still urging her, and Qinghuan stood behind her motionless, with no intention of picking up the pipa at all.

The master and servant, one doesn't want to play, the other doesn't want to take, they have a very good understanding.

But Lin Zhiyi's maid had already brought over a pipa. She took it, slowly walked towards her, then bent down and forced the pipa into Yun Shang's arms, whispering in Yun Shang's ear, "Sister, how can I win your heart if you don't embarrass yourself?"

"Everything you stole from me should be returned to me."

Yun Shang looked up at Lin Zhiyi in front of her and inexplicably felt a murderous intent.

Her grip on the pipa gradually tightened, and she said in a bitter tone, "What if I don't return it?"

Lin Zhiyi raised the corners of her lips slightly, stood up, and said loudly: "Sister, don't you want to play? I don't really want you to play, but today, I've already played, so I have to show it off."

"Don't let others think that the Prime Minister's Mansion has treated Sister harshly by not hiring a teacher for her."

At this moment, suddenly, a clear male voice came from behind the crowd, "Who hired the second young lady's teacher?"

As the words fell, a man in crimson official uniform walked out from the crowd.

The man had one hand behind his back, his posture was relaxed, he was handsome, and had a gentle smile on his face, like a handsome young man.

Especially that face, with its sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, smiling eyebrows, slightly curved thin lips, and high nose bridge, he was as handsome as Pan An, which made the girls present blush. They dared not look at him anymore, but could not help but peek.

But no one noticed that Yun Shang's face turned pale in an instant.

Everyone made way and saluted in unison, "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi."

Yun Shang was so frightened that she was still sitting in the chair and didn't react.

The King of Qi stopped in front of her and looked at her calmly.

Yun Shang looked up and made eye contact with the man who had killed her twice. She then saw the people kneeling on the ground behind him. Only then did she react belatedly. She quickly stood up from the chair and knelt on the ground obediently.

The King of Qi then waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite."

Prime Minister Lin hurriedly stood up and stepped forward to greet him. "It is truly rude of us to have such a great visit from the King of Qi."

He glanced at the two rows of elite soldiers standing at the door from a distance, his heart pounding, "Is His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi here today for a temporary visit?"

Zhao Qiyan sat down at the head of the table and leaned back in his chair. "Minister Lin, don't be nervous. We're not investigating your family today."

"I just happened to be passing by. I heard that your family has been making a lot of noise recently about the real and fake daughter, so I came in to join in the fun and take a look at who will be the future princess that Minister Lin will send to the Prince Qi's Mansion in two days."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up instantly.

The King of Qi actually came to choose a concubine in person!

This is a rare and lively scene. It is beautiful, I love to watch it and want to watch more.

However, Yun Shang, who was sitting below the King of Qi, did not want to watch the excitement at all, and even wanted to run away.

From the moment Zhao Qiyan appeared, she felt a sense of fear as if she was being chased by the god of death.

This man killed her twice.

She still feels the pain in her stomach, as if it were being cut by a dagger.

But her legs suddenly became weak and she couldn't run. She could only curl herself up and reduce her presence as much as possible.

And Mrs. Lin obviously thought so too.

Hearing that Prince Qi intended to select someone, she immediately stood up, took Lin Zhiyi's hand and walked in front of Prince Qi, "Your Highness, this is the real daughter of our Prime Minister's Mansion, my biological daughter, Lin Zhiyi."