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

"If you're unhappy, you can tell me directly! I'm a traveler from another world, so I naturally have a heart as broad as the ocean. I won't argue with others over trivial matters, nor will I hinder others from achieving good things. Why do you have to use such despicable means to deliberately make things difficult for me?"

Yun Shang lowered her eyes slightly, staring quietly at the person in front of her, her expression extremely serious, and every word she said was clear and powerful, "I'm not happy."

These three simple words, when uttered from Yun Shang's mouth, seemed to carry a tremendous force.

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi, who was standing aside, was stunned.

She had never expected that Lin Zhiwei, who had always been cautious and cowardly, would express her inner dissatisfaction so openly at this moment.

You know, in the past, even if there were conflicts between them, the weak and vulnerable Lin Zhiwei would try her best to maintain a gentle and delicate appearance in front of Zhao Qiyan, as pure and innocent as a white lotus.

Even if he was wronged, he would never dare to expose these things to the public and let the King of Qi know.

But now, just after returning from a trip, this once gentle and well-behaved woman seemed to have completely changed into a different person, becoming so bold and unrestrained.

This sudden change really confused Lin Zhiyi. What on earth caused Yun Shang to change so drastically?

Could it be that something special happened during this trip? Or is it that she is no longer afraid of Zhao Qiyan's majesty?

Countless questions flooded into Lin Zhiyi's mind, causing him to fall into deep thought for a moment.

If only I had tried every possible way to ruin their trip!

As expected, just as she had worried before, after this outing, the relationship between Lin Zhiwei and the King of Qi became increasingly warmer and deeper.

In this case, it would be harder than climbing to the sky for her to win the heart of King Qi!

All of this can be blamed on that hateful Qin Yao. If she had not vowed that she had some earth-shaking plan and strictly forbade herself from interfering or obstructing it, how could Lin Zhiwei have had the perfect opportunity to travel with the King of Qi and enhance their relationship?

However, things have come to this point and the die is cast. Even if she feels extremely unwilling, she can only suppress her anger for the time being and choose to endure.

She pouted slightly, pretending to be pitiful and fragile, and said softly, "But, even if you are not happy about it, I am now the prince's woman. If you insist on expelling me, you should at least ask the prince's opinion first, right?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qiyan's face showed no surprise at all. He leaned back leisurely on the large armchair, a hint of a smile on his face, and responded slowly, "We have never held a formal wedding ceremony, nor have we actually been married. How can you be considered my woman?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhiyi's face turned pale and his body trembled slightly involuntarily. He obviously did not expect Zhao Qi to refute him so ruthlessly in public at the banquet.

What shocked her even more was that Zhao Qiyan's favoritism towards Lin Zhiwei had reached such an extent.

She shuddered slightly and continued, "But my position as a concubine was granted by the Emperor himself. Your Majesty and Princess, you can't just abandon me like this."

Zhao Qiyan sneered and sat up straight. He looked at Yun Shang, "There's nothing we can do. This is backed by our father's imperial decree. I'll have to bear with the princess and drink her cup of tea."

Yun Shang slowly stretched out her hand with reluctance, as if she was extremely helpless to take the cup of tea.

However, when her fingertips were about to touch the teacup, she clearly felt a scorching heat. The not-so-hot edge had already been occupied by Lin Zhiyi's slender fingers, leaving her with only the hottest cup wall.

Yun Shang could only bite the bullet and stretch her fingers towards the wall of the cup, but just as her fingers touched the wall of the cup, before she could retract them, the teacup that seemed to be placed steadily suddenly seemed to lose its balance and tilted to one side.

In an instant, a rolling heat wave accompanied by boiling tea surged out like a broken dam, rushing straight towards Yun Shang's dress.

It happened in a flash. Zhao Qiyan, who had been paying close attention to the situation here, saw this and stood up quickly without hesitation. He grabbed Yun Shang in the blink of an eye and pulled her to the side, successfully avoiding most of the splashing tea.

However, even though Zhao Qiyan reacted so quickly, a lot of tea still splashed onto his own clothes. Although Yun Shang was not completely spared, fortunately she was only affected by a small part.

Lin Zhiyi suddenly let out a scream, and then she fell heavily onto the cold, hard ground as if she had lost her balance.

At the same time, some scalding hot tea flowed down her loose cuffs, mercilessly invading her delicate skin.

In an instant, a burning pain spread throughout the body like an electric current, especially the arm that was scalded by the hot tea, which felt as uncomfortable as if it was burned by fire.

Lin Zhiyi subconsciously covered her injured arm, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, and she began to sob.

She raised her head while crying, looking at the woman in front of her with tearful eyes, and complained aggrievedly, "Sister, even if you are dissatisfied with me, angry with me, and deliberately making things difficult for me, there is no need to use such cruel and vicious means! Could it be that... Sister, you want to destroy my appearance so that the prince will hate me from now on and stay away from me?"

However, at this moment, Zhao Qiyan had no time to care about Lin Zhiyi who was crying beside him.

His mind and eyes were filled with Yun Shang. Zhao Qiyan looked nervous, his hands trembling slightly, and he looked Yun Shang's body up and down anxiously.

When he saw that the back of Yun Shang's hand, as white as jade, was burned red by the splashing tea, his heart suddenly tightened, as if his heart was also burned and it hurt badly.

Zhao Qiyan quickly turned around and shouted to the servants beside him, "Quick! Go get some ice and wet towels! Move quickly! No mistakes!"

His voice was filled with anxiety and worry, and beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead due to excessive tension.

"Qi Chuan, go get the imperial physician."

"Wait, the imperial physician is too slow. Let's go directly to the pedestrian street and ask Doctor Liang to bring them the most effective ointment for time travelers."

Qi Chuan responded, turned around and left quickly.