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

Yun Shang lowered her eyes, tightly gripping the dagger in her hand. "They don't have any clans, they're all alone, so naturally they dare to do anything."

This dagger was handed to her by Zhao Qiyan in a critical moment, asking her to protect herself.

The dagger was made of black iron, sharp and cold, with a dark cold light. She died at the hands of this dagger the first time she traveled through time.

She chuckled, "It's really fate."

Qing Huan was a little confused. "How could there not be nine clans? They occupied that person's body. Aren't that person's nine clans their nine clans?"

Yun Shang sighed and felt that these people were going too far.

"Perhaps, they don't care about the lives of other people's nine clans."

Qing Huan was a little angry, "I thought there were good people among them."

Yun Shang didn't say anything else, but just lifted the curtain of the carriage window and looked out. The carriage had already passed Huajie and was heading east.

She frowned. This was the road to the Forbidden Pass Office, which was not in the same direction as the palace.

Qinghuan also noticed something was wrong. She hurriedly stood up and lifted the car curtain, "Stop the car! This is not the way back to the palace, you..."

Her voice was cut off as a long knife was placed on her neck. "Shut up."

The man in the uniform of the Imperial Guard retreated with Qinghuan hostage and got into the carriage with them.

Yun Shang quickly put her hands behind her back, tightly gripping the dagger. "Who are you?"

"Where are the imperial guards escorting this princess?"

The man wore a mask that covered half of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes. He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "He might be dead. Don't be afraid, Princess. We just want to ask you to do us a favor."

Yun Shang looked at the knife on Qing Huan's neck and glared at him, "You don't look like you're asking for help."

The man chuckled and moved the blade slightly outward to prevent the carriage from shaking and accidentally killing Qinghuan. "No, you're holding the maid hostage because you're afraid of hurting the princess. If the princess is willing to sit here by herself, then I have no objection."

Qing Huan glared at the man, "Miss, find a way to escape, don't worry about me..."

Before she could finish her words, the man pressed down on her knife, forcing her mouth shut. Seeing blood oozing from Qinghuan's neck, Yun Shang quickly raised her hand to stop him, "Don't kill her. Just tell me what you want me to do."

The man looked at her and asked, "Do you know how many of us the King of Qi has captured?"

Yun Shang shook her head. "I never ask about the prince's official business. What does this have to do with me?"

"What does it have to do with you?" the man snorted coldly. "Ever since Princess Ruyifang was kidnapped, Prince Qi lost his temper for her and launched a massive hunt for time travelers. Twenty of us have died, and thirty have been captured. This is all thanks to the princess."

"In this case, you still dare to hold me hostage?"

"Aren't you afraid that the prince will be even more angry this time and directly destroy your hideout?"

The man looked at her coldly, "You are indeed different from the rumors. Everyone said that the fake daughter of the Prime Minister, Lin Zhiwei, was timid and weak. I didn't expect you to be so bold and calm. It seems that everyone has been deceived by you."

Yun Shang looked at him coldly, "What kind of person I am has nothing to do with you. What on earth do you want to do by holding me hostage?"

The man glanced outside the carriage and turned to look at her. "We're almost there. Princess, just get ready and take us inside."

Yunchang glanced outside and saw the Forbidden Wearing Department.

The man pulled Qinghuan out of the carriage in advance and kept her under guard, leaving Yunshang alone in the carriage.

The car quickly stopped, and a man's voice came from outside, "We have arrived at the Forbidden Wearing Division. Princess, you may get off now."

Immediately afterwards, someone lifted the car curtain and came to pick her up.

Yun Shang bent over and walked out of the carriage. A hand reached out from the side, as if to help her.

The man's eyes were full of threats. He glanced at Qinghuan who was being held hostage by others. Yun Shang gritted her teeth and put her hand in the man's hand.

Suddenly, Yun Shang felt pain and numbness in her knees and could hardly stand.

The man beside her immediately supported her arm and helped her forward. "The princess is frightened and her legs are weak. I will help you go in."

The guards at the gate of the forbidden office stopped them and asked, "Who are you?"

The man held Yun Shang up and said, "This is our princess, she is here on the orders of the King of Qi."

The guard glanced at Yun Shang, a look of embarrassment on his face. "But, the prince hasn't spoken yet. Even the princess has no right to enter the Forbidden Clothing Department."

Yun Shang said indifferently, "Oh, if you can't get in then..."

Before she could utter the word "forget it", the man next to her pinched her arm, and the pain spread along the tendons throughout her arm.

"His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi sent the princess here. There was chaos on the pedestrian street, and the prince ordered us to escort the princess to the Transmigration Forbidden Office to prevent transmigraters from kidnapping her again."

After he said this, the guards at the door immediately opened the door and let them in.

Yun Shang walked in front, looking at the heavily guarded Forbidden Wearing Division, and spoke softly to the man, "I've already brought you in, so please let Qing Huan and I go. You can see, the guards here are tight, and the rules are strict. I don't have any power here. They only recognize princes, not princesses."

The man said in a grave tone, "We'll let you go after we rescue the people."

"Go find Yu Wenxuan and tell him that the King of Qi sent you to the prison to pick up someone. You'd better stop trying to be clever and make up a more convincing excuse. After all, we came here today and we don't plan on leaving alive."

Upon hearing that the princess had arrived, a man in a cyan official uniform hurried out to greet her. "Your humble servant is Yu Wenxuan, the Chief of the Prohibition Department. I wonder what the princess has come for?"

Yun Shang spoke slowly, "Master Yu, the prince was assassinated on the pedestrian street and is currently leading his men to apprehend the culprit. He has been ordered to bring a few imperial guards to the prison to retrieve him."

Yu Wenxuan nodded. "Well, which one do you want to mention, Princess? And where do you want to mention it?"

"Which one you mention, I'll know once I see it. Take him to the dungeon in the palace."

Yu Wenxuan nodded again, but showed no sign of wanting to take them to the prison. He held out his hand, palm facing up, and said, "Does the princess have a token? Give it to me, and I will take you to the prison immediately."

Yun Shang naturally didn't have a token, and she didn't even know what the token Yu Wenxuan wanted looked like.

Just when she thought they were at their wit's end, the man holding her leisurely pulled out a token from his bosom and said, "The token is here with me, Lord Yu. Please lead the way and open the prison door."

Yu Wenxuan took the token and carefully examined it for a moment, his eyes sifting between Yun Shang and the man behind her. He took a few steps back and chuckled, "Haha, the workmanship is quite good, and the craftsmanship is completely capable of achieving a realistic effect."

"It's just that the prince never needs a token to bring someone with him."

"Someone, take it!"