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

"The prince said that Miss Lin should take good care of her body and not allow herself to have inexplicable scars."

After saying that, the man in black jumped onto the roof and disappeared into the night.

Yun Shang realized belatedly that she had worn a high-necked dress today in order to hide the red marks on her neck from hanging.

It must have happened in the front hall, when Zhao Qiyan pinched her chin and looked up, and he saw it, so he asked someone to send the ointment.

Qinghuan happily came over with the ointment, looking excited, "Miss, look, this is specially given to you by the prince."

"The prince must have been moved by the young lady's beauty and fell in love with her at first sight!"

"Your Highness, Prince Qi, you don't seem as scary as the rumors say. You are so considerate and considerate. My lady, your good days are coming!"

Yun Shang had a sad face, it was obvious that my good days were coming to an end.

After lying in bed for two days, Yun Shang still couldn't think of a better solution.

He was just asking questions indirectly, using the excuse that she was about to get married and reminiscing about the past to get more information about the original owner Lin Zhiwei's life, in order to respond to the future overt and covert questioning of King Qi.

On the day of her wedding, Lin Zhiwei was sitting in front of the dressing table with a look of ready death, letting a group of people dress her up like a rag doll.

Lin Zhiyi walked in with an exquisite box in her hand.

"Sister, let me add some makeup to your face."

Yun Shang glanced at her. The wedding was going to take place today. Was Lin Zhiyi finally going to take action?

If Lin Zhiyi really had the ability to replace the bride, that would be a good thing. Yun Shang simply didn't bother to resist.

Lin Zhiyi sat on an empty stool in the room and said, "My sister and I have something personal to discuss. Please wait a moment."

After the bridesmaid and the maids nodded and left, Lin Zhiyi stopped pretending. She looked at Lin Zhiwei with a haughty expression and said bluntly, "Lin Zhiwei, Prince Qi's Mansion is not a place you can go. If you enter Prince Qi's Mansion, you will not even know how you died."

"I don't think you really want to marry him. Today is your last chance. You don't have to do anything. I will arrange everything. You and I can marry each other."

"Then I will go to Prince Qi's mansion for you, and you can take my place and leave here with Taoist Zhang Sheng, free and easy."

"If you agree, open the makeup I gave you and take a look."

Lin Zhiyi didn't give Yun Shang any chance to speak. At this moment, she took the wooden box on the table and thought silently in her heart, since she didn't say anything anyway, the King of Qi couldn't pinch her chin and ask her to repeat herself.

She looked at the wooden box in her hand and hesitated for a moment. As soon as she opened it, a white mist rose and she lost consciousness.

Yun Shang fell down softly, thinking, Lin Zhiyi won’t kill her, right?

Lin Zhiyi called in all the maids and servants who were waiting outside. These people were all from the Prime Minister's Mansion, so they were naturally well prepared. They swiftly stripped the wedding dress off Lin Zhiwei and put it on Lin Zhiyi. They also put makeup on Lin Zhiyi and covered her with a veil.

Qinghuan was sent out early in the morning, and when she came back everything was ready. Lin Zhiwei didn't talk much, so even Qinghuan didn't notice anything wrong.

Yun Shang, who was knocked unconscious, didn't know at this time that she was put into a big box and carried out from the back door of the prime minister's residence and headed straight out of the city.

Everything went on as usual. After the wedding procession picked up the bride, they marched towards the Prince Qi's Palace in a mighty procession.

Zhao Qiyan didn't seem to notice that his princess had been replaced. He followed the usual procedures, entering the mansion and paying homage to the hall.

I heard the bridesmaid shout loudly: "The ceremony is over, send her to the bridal chamber."

Lin Zhiyi's expression hidden under the veil finally relaxed, and she curled the corners of her mouth slightly.

The ceremony had already been completed. Even if the King of Qi discovered that someone had been replaced, it would be too late.

What's more, at this time, it is not certain whether Lin Zhiwei is still in the world.

On this side, Lin Zhiyi silently pulled the red silk with big flowers and followed Zhao Qiyan to the bridal chamber.

On the other side, in the mulberry forest outside the city, a group of men in black were fighting fiercely.

The big wooden box fell to the ground, and Yun Shang's body rolled out of the box and lay softly on the ground.

The two men who carried her had been stabbed several times and died on the side.

One of the men in black stepped forward, picked her up, and put her back in the box. He turned around and ordered his men, "Find a carriage to take the princess back to the palace. Hurry, so as not to miss the prince's auspicious time."

Lin Zhiyi's sleeping pills were very effective. The carriage wobbled all the way to Prince Qi's mansion, and then someone carried the boxes into the bridal chamber, but Yun Shang still didn't wake up.

The man in black took her out of the box and placed her on the bed, and immediately maids and servants came in to change her clothes and dress her up.

On the other side, Lin Zhiyi, wearing a red veil, followed Zhao Qiyan all the way forward until the road under her feet became increasingly rugged and desolate, and she finally realized something was wrong.

Lin Zhiyi forced herself to calm down, "Your Highness, aren't we going into the bridal chamber? What is this place?"

Zhao Qiyan pushed open the stone door on the rockery and pointed to the small rooms under the tunnel. "Isn't this sending you to the bridal chamber?"

Lin Zhiyi's veil was pulled off by the guards behind her, and her hands were grabbed and tied behind her back.

The guard pushed her in fiercely, "Go in."

Zhao Qiyan stood at the entrance of the rockery, looking at her leisurely, "This is your bridal chamber. How do you like it? Time traveler!"

Lin Zhiyi turned around and glared at her, struggling, "Impossible, you have no evidence. What right do you have to say that I am a time traveler? You can't do this to me."

Zhao Qiyan snorted coldly, "You underestimate the Forbidden Wearing Division and the Yu Kingdom Shadow Guards."

As he spoke, he dusted off his bright red wedding robe and turned to leave. "This king doesn't have time to interrogate you tonight. I'll give you one night to think carefully about what to say. I have to hurry back to the bridal chamber."

Lin Zhiyi was taken to the dungeon. She struggled unwillingly, "Prince Qi, no matter what, I am the one who worships heaven and earth with you. I am your Princess Qi. Lin Zhiwei is not worthy of you!"

Zhao Qiyan sneered, "Bow to heaven and earth? This is just like bowing to chickens and ducks. It's not important. What's important is that it's not you who enters the bridal chamber."

Lin Zhiyi suddenly laughed strangely, "But, Lin Zhiwei is already dead. Your Highness, are you going to enter the bridal chamber with a dead person?"

"You time travelers keep talking about equality, righteousness, and morality, but aren't you just going to do whatever it takes to achieve your goals?" Zhao Qiyan looked down at her with a cold expression. "If Lin Zhiwei dies, then I will kill you. Life for life. Isn't that the fairness you want?"

The door of the rockery slowly closed, and Lin Zhiyi's shouting was isolated inside.

At this moment, a man in black quietly appeared, bowed his head respectfully, and stood behind Zhao Qiyan. "Your Highness, the princess has been brought back safely."

Zhao Qiyan nodded, "Well, let's go and take a look."