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

Madam Lin smiled awkwardly and nodded in agreement, "Since the prince has chosen Zhiwei, it is Zhiwei's blessing. We are both daughters of the prime minister's mansion. Whoever marries the prince will be an honor to our mansion."

Yun Shang felt that she was not far from death. Do you want this blessing?

Zhao Qiyan turned to look at her, "What's wrong? Miss Lin is unhappy?"

Yun Shang grinned, "Hahaha, I'm so happy."

Zhao Qiyan leaned forward slightly and whispered in her ear, "As long as you are happy, I am happy too."

"I have something important to do today, so I'll be leaving first. See you in three days, Princess Qi!"

After saying that, Zhao Qiyan got up and left.

The lively event came to an end, and no one mentioned asking Yun Shang to play the piano anymore.

Everyone congratulated Prime Minister Lin and his wife, but neither Lin Zhiyi nor Lin Zhiwei looked happy. Each of them looked uglier than the other.

After everyone dispersed, Yun Shang finally couldn't hold on any longer. With a "clang" sound, the pipa in her arms fell to the ground and the strings broke one after another.

Lin Zhiyi turned around and saw Yun Shang sliding down from the chair softly and sitting on the ground, staring at the broken-stringed pipa on the ground and trembling constantly.

She walked forward slowly, looking down at Yun Shang with a look of surprise on her face, "You are actually afraid of the King of Qi and don't want to marry him?"

"I thought you had to be the King of Qi."

Yun Shang stood up, holding onto a chair. "I heard he's a murderer, so it's normal for me to be afraid. If you weren't so proactive, maybe the King of Qi would have taken a fancy to you."

Lin Zhiyi didn't expect that Lin Zhiwei, who looked timid, was actually quite sharp-tongued.

Sure enough, the little white flower look before was all fake.

Watching Yun Shang leave with Qing Huan's support, Lin Zhiyi stared at her back with a gloomy expression and murmured, "I am determined to get the position of Princess Qi. Lin Zhiwei, if you want to blame someone, you can only blame your bad luck."

Yun Shang returned to her boudoir trembling with fear. She drank three glasses of water before she suppressed the panic in her heart. She felt her stomach and neck began to hurt again. It took her a long time to finally cheer herself up and start working hard to stay alive.

"Huan'er, tell me, what kind of person is the King of Qi?"

Yun Shang's words were well thought out and her question was very clever.

Combined with her dazed look, one would only think that this was a bride-to-be's longing for her future husband, an expression of pre-wedding nervousness.

As expected, Qinghuan didn't suspect anything. She put down the clothes she was sorting, walked over and said, "I heard the King of Qi is quite mysterious. He holds the jurisdiction of the Imperial Guards of the Capital and is in charge of the mysterious Forbidden Clothing Department."

"For a prince who holds such great power and is so popular, there should be many families who want to marry their daughters to him as his princess. But it's strange that, up to now, the Prince of Qi's mansion doesn't even have a concubine."

"But it's better this way. The backyard is clean. You can worry less if you marry there, young lady."

Yun Shang tried to awaken Qing Huan's fantasy, "Have you ever thought about why such a good marriage would happen to me? Or, why does such a good man have no women in his backyard?"

Qinghuan sat down, stroking his chin in thought, "This, Huan'er doesn't know either. I just heard that the King of Qi seems to kill people without blinking an eye, so many girls don't dare to get close to him."

Yun Shang was desperate, "I don't dare..."

Qing Huan comforted her, "It's okay, Miss. Huan'er will be your maid and will accompany you to Prince Qi's Mansion. No matter what happens, Huan'er will be with you."

"Besides, you are the princess, the King of Qi can't kill you."

You're welcome. He's already killed twice.

Yun Shang didn't dare to gamble.

But in order to get more information about King Qi, she continued to ask Qinghuan about him.

"Huan'er, tell me, could it be that there's something special about this forbidden clothing department that's why there are no women in the King of Qi's backyard?"

Qing Huan thought for a moment, "The Forbidden Wearing Department? It seems to be quite special indeed."

"But that shouldn't be the case. There are many time travelers in Yu Country right now, and the King of Qi advocates forbidding time travelers from staying in Yu Country. He believes that time travelers are the source of chaos in Yu Country, so he established the Time Travel Ban Office."

"The Transmigration Prevention Department was established with the Emperor's approval. They act very tyrannically, often conducting random inspections of every household. Once a transmigrator is discovered, they will be killed on the spot."

"Perhaps it's because her style of behavior is too tyrannical, which is why people are afraid to marry her." Huan'er said, shaking her shoulders. "Speaking of which, the King of Qi seems quite scary. Not only you, my lady, are afraid, I feel afraid too."

Yun Shang laughed dryly and said, "I'm scared to death."

"Haha, so as long as we're not time travelers, we don't have to be afraid of him, right? Qinghuan, you're afraid of him, are you a time traveler?"

Being suspected of being a time traveler is obviously a very scary topic. When Yun Shang said this, Qing Huan immediately stood up and almost swore to the sky.

Her eyes widened as she argued, "Miss, how could I be a time traveler? I absolutely cannot be one."

"If someone hears this and reports me, the Transvestite Bureau will definitely kill me."

"Miss, you can't make jokes like this."

Yun Shang nodded solemnly, "Yeah, no kidding, how could Qing Huan be a time traveler? Absolutely not."

Qinghuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She nervously looked around at the door, and after making sure that no one in the yard heard it, she patted her chest and came back to sit down.

"Miss, you scared Huan'er to death."

"Those time travelers are so ambitious, always talking about equality for all and the development of the nation through science and technology. Their behavior is terrifying. How could I possibly be a time traveler?"

Yun Shang nodded. Oh, so in the eyes of the natives, this is how time travelers look like.

As long as she maintains Lin Zhiwei's cowardly persona, no one should be able to discover her.

"Huan'er, I don't doubt that you are a time traveler. I just suddenly thought, if King Qi thinks we are time travelers, how can we prove that we are not?"

"I'm afraid that if the King of Qi asks us something and we give the wrong answer, we'll be killed..."

Qing Huan seemed to think this was possible as well. She hesitantly said, "I heard that they're just routine questions. As long as we answer truthfully, it should be fine."

"It is said that the King of Qi has never mistakenly identified a time traveler. I don't know how the King of Qi distinguishes them, but he can always tell them apart very accurately."

"I think the King of Qi wouldn't wrongly accuse us."

As he was speaking, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard, and a man in black dressed as a guard stood at the door.

Qing Huan asked warily, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The man in black didn't come in, but respectfully handed the small porcelain bottle in his hand to Qinghuan, "This is the best jade muscle ointment for scar removal. The prince specially ordered his subordinates to deliver it to Miss Lin."