The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 259 Why is it so heavy?!

King Yong, King Yong.

Upon hearing this address, Qi Yongji's face turned even uglier than sauerkraut that had been fermenting for three days.

This title carries a blatant insult for him.

He was a man who disliked being subservient to others, so how could he willingly endure such humiliation?

Zheng Jin scoffed, "Is Prince Yong unhappy?"

Qi Yongji unconsciously tightened his grip.

Zheng Jiao felt weak all over, and with all her might, she slapped Qi Yongji's arm, but it was no different from tickling him.

However, this incident at least brought Qi Yongji back to his senses, causing him to loosen his grip on her slightly.

Zheng Jiao was finally able to catch her breath: "I said... do you even want to save me?"

Zheng Jin raised an eyebrow: "Then what?"

Zheng Jiao, unable to contain himself any longer, growled, "Then can you please not provoke him?"

She was almost strangled to death, okay?

Has anyone considered her feelings at all?

Zheng Jin said calmly, "Say less. I have my reasons."

"Never mind the logic, just ask him! Ask him what he wants in order to let me go? Stop threatening me, okay?"

Zheng Jiao's tone was unpleasant, and Zheng Jin was also somewhat displeased: "Can't you ask yourself?"

"Fine! Fine! I see you just don't want to save me!"

"I don't want to save you! What? You think you can go and complain to Father Emperor?!"

And at this moment, the emperor they were referring to was: ...

What kind of show are they putting on?

Qi Yongji listened to their conversation expressionlessly: "Are you kidding me?"

Zheng Jin's expression hardened slightly: "You found out about that?"

"You don't need to stall for time. I'll release her in exchange for you."

Qi Yongji's gaze lingered on Zheng Jin, as if he were looking at something interesting, his gaze intense and almost frighteningly so.

He saw, he wanted, he got.

That's how he thinks it should be.

Just like everything in the past, and like the throne that is not yet in his hands.

Nie Zhao stepped to the side, completely shielding Zheng Jin behind him.

Before Qi Yongji could look away, he heard Nie Zhao turn around and complain, feeling wronged: "Ah Jin... why is he looking at me with such disgusting eyes? I suspect he's after my beauty, please protect me~"

Zheng Jin pushed him away: "I'll protect you, you little rascal!"

Nie Zhao was making jokes, but he never relaxed in his heart.

He gripped the knife tightly in his hand, his back slightly hunched, his whole body tense.

If Zheng Jin and Qi Yongji's relationship is destined to be entangled, Nie Zhao will surely sever it. If he cannot sever it... then he will probably just chop Qi Yongji up.

Whether or not they can successfully cut through the enemy lines is another matter.

It's not fair to blame Nie Zhao for lacking ability; it's just that the "male lead" role provides too many advantages.

[Also a protagonist, the female lead Zheng Jin's buffs are all stacked on her beauty, her indomitable personality, and her constitution that makes her hard to die even after being subjected to all kinds of torture.]

As for the male protagonist, Qi Yongji, he has maxed out his martial arts skills, appearance, and abilities.

Sixth Prince: Although he didn't know what "Ba Fu" meant, he understood what Zheng Xun was saying. In short, it meant that King Qi Yong was a difficult person to deal with.

He frowned, staring intently at the light screen, his face showing worry.

Seeing Zheng Jin push Nie Zhao away, Qi Yongji showed a satisfied expression.

"Trying to sell something by being too eager won't make it a success..."

Zheng Jin ignored his sarcasm, stepped forward, and asked in a humble yet assertive manner, "I have a question."

Qi Yongji raised an eyebrow, quietly waiting for her to continue.

Why does it have to be me?

"Because...you were born to belong to me."

Qi Yongji's tone was persistent and resolute, as if he already considered Zheng Jin as his own.

Zheng Jin lowered her eyes: "Let her go, I'll be the hostage."

Zheng Jiao closed his eyes, his fists clenched tightly.

Do not worry, do not be afraid, and do not let anger cloud your judgment.

She had to stay calm and trust them.

Zheng Jin took such a great risk to save her, so she couldn't afford to make any mistakes or hold her back.

At this moment, she felt incredibly grateful for the experiences she had gained during this period.

Otherwise, she definitely wouldn't have been able to endure it for so long.

Qi Yongji's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes and brows twitched with pleasure: "Come here."

Zheng Jin lifted her foot, preparing to walk towards him, but at that moment, Nie Zhao reached out and grabbed her wrist: "A-Jin..."

Zheng Jin turned around and silently explained, "I will come back safely."

A ferocious beast was raging in Nie Zhao's heart, urging him to stop Zheng Jin and to have a good fight with the Prince of Yong.

However, the biggest difference between him and King Yong is that he knows how to exercise restraint and respect.

He looked at her deeply, without saying a word, but Zheng Jin understood a thousand words.

Qi Yongji's expression suddenly darkened as he looked at the spot where the two had touched: "Hurry up!"

Nie Zhao released his hand, and Zheng Jin slowly walked towards the Prince of Yong.

As they drew closer, Qi Yongji sneered and clearly cursed Nie Zhao: "Coward..."

Zheng Jin stopped about ten steps away from him: "Let her go."

“Ten steps…” Qi Yongji said slowly, “That distance isn’t enough for the people hiding in the shadows to rescue her.”

Zheng Jin was not surprised by his bluntness.

They both knew very well that Zheng Jin couldn't possibly leave without making any arrangements, nor could he possibly leave without any support.

Zheng Jin refused to go any further: "Since you're convinced they can't save my sister, then let go! Otherwise, I won't go over there."

"You do not trust me?"

"I thought the answer to this question was quite obvious."

She didn't just disbelieve him; she utterly loathed him.

Qi Yongji smiled indulgently: "I can't do anything with you."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly shoved Zheng Jiao.

Zheng Jiao leaned forward, and Zheng Jin reached out to grab her.

But Qi Yongji was already prepared. With a sudden shift of force, he pulled Zheng Jiao back into his control.

Then, he reached out, intending to pull Zheng Jin into his arms.

At the same time, Nie Zhao, who was far away, seized the opportunity and calmly drew his bow and shot an arrow in one smooth motion.

His entire movement was swift and precise, almost as if he were aiming.

The arrow was extremely accurate, but Qi Yongji reacted quickly and dodged it by turning to the side.

In that short time, Zheng Jiu and Zheng Shi, who had been hiding to the side waiting for their chance, nimbly leaped in front of him.

Both of their weapons were aimed at his vital points. If Qi Yongji wanted to protect himself, he had to release Zheng Jiao.

But then he suddenly smirked and lifted Zheng Jiao to stand between himself and Zheng Jiu.

Zheng Jiu was not surprised; this scene was within his expectations.

He tilted the tip of his sword to the side, and the blade just grazed Zheng Jiao's waist.

Zheng Jiu and Zheng Shi were so aggressive that he mistakenly thought there were only two people lying in ambush.

Little did they know, there was another He Wuyu behind them.

He Wuyu's movements are characterized by wide, sweeping motions, making her unsuitable for sneak attacks. Fortunately, Qi Yongji's mind was distracted, so her attack landed precisely on Qi Yongji's arm from a blind spot.

Qi Yongji had no choice but to let go of Zheng Jiao's hand.

Instead of running away, Zheng Jin stepped forward and gritted her teeth to help the collapsed Zheng Jiao to her feet.

"You look so thin, how come you weigh so much?!"