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

Meanwhile, Yun Shang gently moved the ice on the back of her hand, then slowly sat back on the chair.

At this moment, many servants gathered around, asking about her well-being and showing great care, vying to serve this woman of noble status.

The teacup fragments scattered on the ground and the tea that had spilled everywhere were quickly cleaned up by the servants.

Then, Yun Shang ordered the person beside her to fetch the broken teacup and place it on the coffee table in front of her.

She lowered her eyes slightly, staring quietly at the pile of broken porcelain pieces before her. After a moment's silence, she spoke, "Lin Zhiyi, do you know that this pair of exquisite white jade teacups was my dowry when I got married? I never thought that today you would completely smash them to pieces. What do you think we should do with them?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi, who was standing nearby, hugged her burned arm, a stubborn and unyielding expression on her face as she responded coldly, "Since Princess is deliberately trying to embarrass me, then naturally, you have the final say. No matter what you ask, I will do as you say."

Seeing this, Yun Shang nodded calmly, then said slowly, "That's great. Since you and I are both daughters married into the prime minister's mansion, I believe our dowries should be similar. Now, you accidentally broke my pair of white jade teacups. In my opinion, you might as well choose a pair of white jade teacups of the same material from your own dowry to compensate me."

Lin Zhiyi frowned, his face full of displeasure.

The maid beside her carefully helped her to stand up slowly, and then gently placed a cold handkerchief on her arm.

After everything was settled, Lin Zhiyi opened her red lips and said slowly, "But there really isn't a white jade teacup in my dowry."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Shang snorted coldly, her tone filled with doubt and disdain: "No? This princess doesn't believe it! The Prime Minister and his wife dote on you, how could they only give you a pair of green jade teacups?"

Facing Yun Shang's questioning, Lin Zhiyi became increasingly angry, but she suppressed her anger and responded, "Princess, you don't know. Everything I said is true. Although the Prime Minister and his wife love me, they did not include a white jade teacup in my dowry."

However, Yun Shang didn't seem to be willing to give up. She rolled her eyes and came up with a plan: "Since you keep saying you don't have a white jade teacup, how about this? I'll have my personal maid Qinghuan accompany your maid to search your dowry storehouse. If they can't find the jade one, I'll choose one from the other items as compensation. I don't think you'll have any objections to this arrangement, will you?"

After he finished speaking, before Lin Zhiyi could react, Qinghuan had already put on an eager look, as if he was going to pick out a teacup right away.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi was so angry that she trembled all over and shouted angrily, "Princess, you are going too far! The dowry is my personal property. How can I allow others to pick and choose at will? Moreover, Qinghuan is your maid. Who can guarantee that she won't take advantage of the opportunity to line her own pockets and take away many valuable items after entering the storehouse?"

Zhao Qi Yan carefully placed Yun Shang's delicate and tender little hand in his broad and warm palm, and then blew softly on the little hand gently and carefully, as if he was taking good care of it as if it were a rare treasure.

At this moment, Lin Zhiyi's voice suddenly came to my ears.

Zhao Qiyan was slightly startled, then raised his head and looked straight in the direction of Lin Zhiyi.

Then, he raised his lips slightly and said slowly, "Since you don't trust Qing Huan so much, then let Zhao Ting accompany you. After all, they are all my people. They won't covet your meager things, right?"

There was an unquestionable majesty in his eyes. Lin Zhiyi clenched his teeth tightly. Although his heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, facing Zhao Qiyan's powerful momentum and the absolute authority he displayed, he did not dare to resist at all.

So she could only stare wide-eyed as Qinghuan and Zhao Ting pushed the maid beside her and walked step by step towards the warehouse where her dowry was stored.

Time passed minute by minute, but there was still no news on whether Qinghuan could find a suitable teacup among the many objects.

Just as everyone was waiting anxiously, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Chuan was seen hurriedly walking in, and following behind him was the skilled doctor Liang.

As Liang Wenxin came in, he saw a beautiful woman walking towards him with an anxious look in her eyes. "Doctor Liang, please help me take a look. My arm is burned. Is it serious?"

Liang Wenxin blinked and suddenly remembered, "Oh, you are Lin Zhiyi, right?"

"Okay, let me take a look for you."

The name Lin Zhiyi is well-known and famous in the circle of time travelers.

Many people have witnessed her charm and are naturally familiar with her.

Moreover, everyone knows that Lin Zhiyi is not only a time traveler, but also the legitimate daughter of the prime minister.

It is said that this young lady often visits the KTV club on the pedestrian street, where she drinks and sings with many time travelers.

As he stepped into the room, he saw Lin Zhiyi at a glance. Liang Wenxin heard it without any doubt, thinking that the injured person must be Lin Zhiyi in front of him.

So, without saying a word, he quickly put down the medicine box in his hand and walked forward quickly.

However, just as he was about to check on the injury, he suddenly heard Zhao Qiyan's deep and majestic voice: "Doctor Liang, the patient is here, please treat the princess first."

Liang Wenxin was shocked and suddenly realized that there were two patients with burns here.

He smiled at Lin Zhiyi with a hint of apology, then quickly turned around and walked towards Yun Shang.

Coming in front of Yun Shang, Liang Wenxin carefully lifted her hands and looked at them carefully.

On the back of Yun Shang's hand, which was as delicate as mutton-fat jade, a large, bright red mark suddenly appeared, which was particularly eye-catching.

Fortunately, although the red mark looks quite scary, it did not cause any heart-wrenching blisters.