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

Hearing what Zhao Qiyan said, Lin Zhiyi was shocked and quickly put away the smile on his face. He lowered his head and walked quickly to Zhao Qiyan's side, following him closely like a frightened rabbit.

She timidly said, "Your Highness, please calm down. I did this because I was worried that Princess Cheng would harbor resentment for what I did earlier. I only wanted to explain things clearly to Princess Cheng on my sister's behalf to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future. I did this out of pure kindness."

However, Yun Shang, who was standing by, had no intention of letting her go easily.

Her eyebrows raised, her eyes wide, she demanded bluntly, "What did this princess do wrong that you have to apologize on my behalf? Who do you think you are to meddle in such trivial matters?"

Facing Yun Shang's questioning, Lin Zhiyi's face was filled with astonishment. She looked at her in disbelief and stammered, "Sister...I saw it with my own eyes. It was clearly you who pushed Concubine Yue to the ground. Not only do you refuse to admit it now, but even the Emperor hasn't pursued the matter. How can you still be so confident and unrepentant?"

Zhao Qiyan's face was as cold as frost, and he stared at her with cold eyes. The words that came out of his mouth seemed to be able to freeze into ice: "You saw it? Humph, which eye did you see it with?" His voice was full of doubt and disdain, which made people shudder.

Then, he pressed the issue again, "Then tell me, which hand did you see the princess use to push someone?"

This series of questions hit Lin Zhiyi like a torrential rain.

Zhao Qiyan roared in rage, "Lin Zhiyi, don't think that just because you're a concubine granted marriage by our father's personal decree, I won't dare touch you in the slightest! I'm telling you, divorcing you is a piece of cake for me!"

At this point, his tone became even more ferocious, "Let alone divorcing you, even if it means taking your life, I will definitely not hesitate for a moment!"

Before he finished speaking, he actually took Yun Shang's delicate and boneless little hand without hesitation and strode away without looking back.

Soon, the two of them walked out of the palace gate first, boarded the gorgeous carriage that had been waiting there, and then sped away, leaving only billowing smoke and dust in the air.

As for Lin Zhiyi, who was left alone there, no one seemed to care whether she could return to the palace safely.

At this moment, Lin Zhiyi stood quietly at the palace gate, watching the carriage go farther and farther away and finally disappear at the end of his sight.

Surprisingly, her beautiful face did not reveal a trace of sadness or resentment. Instead, it was surprisingly calm, like a bottomless lake.

At this moment, Qin Yao approached with light steps. When she was close to Lin Zhiyi, she said softly, "Lin Zhiyi, you did an excellent job today. You need to keep up the good work in the future."

Lin Zhiyi nodded slightly to show that he understood.

Qin Yao lowered her voice and continued, "Remember, your mission is to do everything in your power to anger the King of Qi and his wife. Only in this way can you make them lose their minds and expose their long-hidden flaws."

"Don't worry, the King of Qi is just saying those harsh words, he will never kill you!"

Lin Zhiyi frowned tightly and said worriedly, "But what if he really has the guts to kill me? What should I do then?"

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her voice began to tremble.

Then, as if thinking of something even more terrifying, Lin Zhiyi's eyes widened as he asked, "Or, even if he doesn't kill me, he might as well lock me up in that dark, gloomy dungeon and torture me with all kinds of cruel torture. Wouldn't that make my life worse than death? What should I do?"

"Oh, don't be such a coward!"

Seeing this, Qin Yao smiled gently and comforted him, "Just relax. Don't forget, we have the Xingchen Pavilion backing us up! They will definitely come to rescue you. If you are unfortunately really imprisoned by the King of Qi, don't panic too much, just do as I say."

Qin Yao paused, then continued, "When the time comes, just do everything you can to continue to irritate the King of Qi and make him hate you to the core. Then, just be patient for a few more days. I believe it won't be long before the masters of the Xingchen Pavilion come to rescue you."

"After all, just like last time, in order to rescue you from your predicament, Xingchen Pavilion dared to blow up Prince Qi's Mansion. Naturally, they won't stand idly by this time! So, there's no need for you to be so worried."

After saying that, Qin Yao turned around and elegantly boarded the gorgeous carriage that belonged to her. As the coachman waved the whip, the wheels began to turn and gradually drove away.

On the other side, Lin Zhiyi also stepped lightly into the carriage he had taken when he came.

The two cars drove in completely opposite directions, getting farther and farther away, and finally disappeared at the end of the street.

At the same time, in the quiet and peaceful bedroom of the palace, Zhao Qiyan and Yun Shang sat side by side, talking in low voices.

At this moment, both of them looked very relaxed and happy, with faint smiles on their faces. There was no trace of the angry look from before, as if the extremely angry scene before had never happened.

Yun Shang's beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity, blinking non-stop. She tilted her head slightly and asked in a gentle voice, "Your Highness, do you really have solid evidence that Qin Yao is secretly communicating with the assassin?"

Hearing this question, Zhao Qiyan slowly shook his head, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips.

He gently raised his hand, a dark chess piece held between his slender fingers. His gaze was fixed on the chessboard before him. He replied in a low voice, "Of course not. Those so-called witnesses and evidence were nothing more than fabrications made up by me to scare Qin Yao."

Yun Shang was shocked when she heard this. Her beautiful eyes widened and she exclaimed in disbelief, "Your Highness! How dare you make up such nonsense? Aren't you worried that if the Emperor really demands to see the witnesses and evidence and finds out it's all fake, he'll blame you?"

Zhao Qiyan's lips curled up slightly, letting out a low, slightly playful chuckle. He gracefully extended his slender fingers and gently placed the round, smooth chess piece on the board.

Then, he calmly picked up another chess piece and stared at the chessboard in front of him with deep and meaningful eyes.

"What this king controls is not just this chess piece."