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

Zhao Qiyan looked at Yun Shang's excited expression and smiled slightly. "Well, the Transmigration Prohibition Department and the Transmigration Control Department have been merged. From now on, I will no longer arrest transmigrants at will."

"Not just from the Xingchen Pavilion, I will not capture any transmigrants who pose no threat to the stability of Yu Country. If they are willing to pledge allegiance to Dayu, I will give them a chance to realize their ambitions."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed Yun Shang's bright red lips. "From now on, you don't have to worry anymore, and you don't have to suppress your nature and pretend anymore."

Thinking of Yun Shang's actions in the past, Zhao Qiyan felt a pang of heartache. He whispered, "Were you scared when you first married me? Did you dream that I would kill you?"

Yun Shang nodded embarrassedly, "Yeah, at that time, I was really scared. Whenever you talked to me, I got nervous, afraid that if I accidentally got the secret code right and exposed myself, my life would be in danger."

"I didn't want to come here. I was hit by a car and died in another world. My soul came to the deceased Lin Zhiwei. I cherish my life very much and I am afraid that I will be exposed and die in your hands."

Yun Shang couldn't help but immerse herself in the memories of her first meeting with Zhao Qiyan.

At that time, her words and actions were all very cautious, and she was worried and treading on thin ice all day long.

Looking back now, those days that once frightened her now seem so ridiculous.

However, Zhao Qiyan, who was sitting next to him, had a serious expression on his face and couldn't smile at all.

He slowly stretched out his right hand and gently covered Yun Shang's slightly bulging belly, his eyes full of pity and guilt.

"I'm sorry, Shang'er. I really scared you back then. At that time, I didn't know the truth and mistakenly thought you were a spy sent by a time traveler to gather information or carry out an assassination mission. That's why I deliberately said some ambiguous and frightening words every day to scare you."

At this point, Zhao Qiyan's voice dropped slightly, as if filled with regret. "Seeing you turn pale with fear every time, I actually found it quite amusing... It's really too ridiculous!"

Then, Zhao Qiyan asked with concern, "Does your abdomen still hurt now? If you still feel uncomfortable, please let me know immediately."

Yun Shang gently shook her head and replied with a smile, "It's fine now. This abdominal pain has long been cured, and my fear of you has long since dissipated."

After a brief pause, Yun Shang continued, "Actually, I completely understand what you've done. After all, you're caught in such a complicated situation, and naturally you have many unspeakable difficulties. Furthermore, right after I married into the palace, I witnessed the people from the Xingchen Pavilion blowing up the palace. From that moment on, even I couldn't help but think that what these time travelers were doing was indeed a bit excessive."

"I've always felt guilty towards you and the people of Yu Country because of what the time travelers did. It wasn't until I realized that we were not on the same side as those people that I felt much better."

Zhao Qiyan looked at her in confusion, "We're not from the same group? What does that mean? Who are you?"

Although the trip to the same mountain gave him a better understanding of time travelers and he also knew that Yun Shang was different from those people in Xingchen Pavilion, it was the first time he heard Yun Shang say that she was not the same kind of people as those people.

This sentence was said by Meng Tai, Zhuo Fang, even Doctor Liang, and some time travelers.

For a long time, he always believed that what these people meant by "not being on the same path" was nothing more than the differences in the camps they served and the vastly different ambitions they held in their hearts.

But when he heard these words again from Yun Shang, he could no longer suppress his curiosity and was eager to get to the bottom of it.

Yun Shang didn't know how to describe it to him. She scratched her head and thought for a while before she said, "I can't explain it clearly, but it's just a feeling."

"We, that is, me, Meng Tai, Zhuo Fang, even Doctor Liang, some time travelers on the pedestrian street, and Yu Ruyi. We all come from the same place."

"But the people from Xingchen Pavilion, no, to be more precise, 073, are different. Each of them has a number, and they don't seem to be from the same place as us."

"Although we don't know where they came from, I am certain that we are not the same people. Not only do our beliefs and ambitions differ, I even suspect that they came to Yu Country in an organized and premeditated manner."

As she spoke, Yun Shang sighed in distress, "But these are just vague feelings, and I have no evidence. I haven't come into contact with many people from 073, so my understanding of them is only from the few times I met with Tongshan and the Forbidden Transmigration Division."

Zhao Qiyan didn't know what he was thinking about, so he didn't ask any more questions. The two chatted for a while and then fell asleep in each other's arms.

On the other hand, King Cheng and Qin Yao, who were punished to reflect on their mistakes behind closed doors in King Cheng's mansion, were extremely anxious and restless at the moment. They had no time to seriously reflect on their mistakes.

The two men were filled with regret, secretly blaming themselves: Why didn't they kill Zhao Qiyan in one fell swoop at Tongshan? Instead, they let him return safely with the crucial evidence! If so, wouldn't their plan be completely ruined?

At this time, the atmosphere in the study of Prince Cheng's Mansion was extremely solemn. A group of people were sitting in a circle, whispering and plotting something.

King Cheng sat behind the large desk, his brows furrowed and his face gloomy; on both sides of the hall sat several young men, all with serious expressions, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

At the head of this group of people was Princess Cheng, Qin Yao.

She was dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes and had exquisite makeup, but her beautiful eyes revealed deep worry.

Sitting next to Qin Yao was a man with a stern and solemn face and a calm and cold temperament.

This person said nothing, but just listened quietly to others' analysis and discussion of the current situation.

After everyone else had expressed their opinions, the cold-faced man finally spoke slowly, his voice icy and piercing: "Things have come to this. The Transmigrant Management Office has now been handed over to King Qi. We must quickly arrange for the evacuation of our personnel on the pedestrian street. Otherwise, if King Qi finds out, the consequences will be disastrous!"