I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 373 Alone
She started browsing through the system, and because she had been paying attention to it a lot recently, it was relatively easy to find what she was looking for.

【here!】

She quickly opened the gossip page.

Let me see, Yin Lanci is... um?

Xiao Jingfan, who is multitasking: Hmm what? Tell me where it is.

[Frog Fun! Wait a minute!]

Chu Liuzheng stared at the system interface, his mind blank, and he almost popped his eyes out.

[This...this can't be! This...this isn't right, is it? Is there a bug in the system?]

Xiao Jingfan was completely confused.

The system produced a myna bird; is there any connection between this mythical creature and birds?

What did this woman see?

Huang Xin, unaware that the emperor's thoughts were mostly on his inner voice, reported with shame, "These days, I have sent people to guard the city gates and strictly check those entering and leaving. I have also personally led people to search the surrounding area, while the Imperial Guards are responsible for searching the city. Although some suspicious people have been arrested, there is still no news of the Grand Tutor and the Marquis."

He knelt down again: "Your Majesty, I have failed in my search and have let you down. I beg Your Majesty to punish me."

Hearing this, Xiao Jingfan forced himself to come back to his senses and waved his hand at him: "It's not your fault, get up."

The Imperial Guards were delayed for too long, and with the messenger's round trip, Yin Lanci's men had enough time to hide the Grand Tutor and Marquis Wenzhao in different places eight hundred times over.

Xiao Jingfan always dealt leniently with the Jinwu Guards who failed to protect him, so naturally he would not blame everything on Huang Xin.

Moreover, the Grand Tutor walked right into the trap.

With the Grand Tutor stirring things up inside, it's normal that they can't find anyone.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Seeing that Xiao Jingfan truly had no intention of pursuing the matter, Huang Xin's anxiety dissipated considerably, and he stood up.

Xiao Jingfan wanted to wait until Chu Liuzheng revealed Yin Lanci's whereabouts before making any arrangements, so he postponed the search for the Grand Tutor and Marquis Wenzhao and asked Huang Xin about the situation in the army.

Chu Liuzheng read the gossip ten times, word by word, until he could recite it from memory, but he still found it unbelievable.

How could Yin Lanci be the same person as the Thousand-Handed Scholar? Putting everything else aside, their genders just don't match!

!!!

Xiao Jingfan gripped the chair armrests tightly, so hard he almost broke the wooden armrests off.

Who is the same person?

Yin Lanci and the Thousand-Handed Scholar?!
How can it be!

He must have misheard!

Chu Liuzheng even doubted that she had seen it wrong, but the black text on a white background was right there, and she had looked at it so many times that there was no way she could have misread it.

Just in case, she read it carefully for the eleventh time, but still couldn't find any ambiguity between the lines.

[My goodness! Yin Lanci is the Thousand-Handed Scholar, and the Thousand-Handed Scholar is Yin Lanci! They really are the same person!]

If the tyrant found out about this, wouldn't he go insane?

The tyrant himself, who already knew: "..."

He rarely has moments when his mind goes blank, but at this moment his mind truly went blank for a moment.

Just for a moment.

He then discovered the contradiction.

Yin Lanci is not the Thousand-Handed Scholar.

To be precise, Yin Lanci was not the scholar who slipped him a purse in front of the restaurant, the purse containing a note predicting the late emperor's life and death.

These two are definitely not the same person.

Once he understood this, his tense body slowly relaxed, and he found himself covered in a cold sweat.

Chu Liuzheng was still in shock and didn't notice that Zhou Yuande thought he was hot, so he handed him a handkerchief and fanned him, which made Xiao Jingfan sneeze.

Zhou Gonggong's hand, which was fanning himself, froze. He hadn't used much force, had he? Xiao Jingfan sneezed several times in a row, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, and his nose was also a little stuffy.

A quarter of an hour later, Feng Jing said confidently, "I've caught a cold."

He carefully wrote out a prescription and went to the kitchen to decoct the medicine.

If you're sick, you have to take care of yourself.

The emperor's illness was of paramount importance.

Xiao Jingfan was forced to lie in bed. He really wanted to get up and do things, but the typhoid fever was so severe that it would have been better if he hadn't been lying down. Once he lay down, his mind went completely blank, and he fell asleep without realizing it.

Eunuch Zhou felt that the emperor's typhoid fever must have been caused by his fanning, so he felt guilty and very worried, and went to check on how the medicine was being prepared.

Chu Liuzheng had no choice but to stay and watch over the person, keeping an eye on the person's movements on the bed while browsing the system.

Although the fact that Yin Lanci was the Thousand-Handed Scholar shocked her and was worth digging into, she was currently more interested in capturing him and making a contribution, and could delve into the details later when she had time.

[Tsk, Yin Lanci is truly audacious, completely unafraid of the patrolling soldiers, brazenly taking his people to check into the Laifu Inn.]

Laifu Inn is the inn where the Grand Tutor and Marquis Wenzhao were kidnapped.

Is this an attempt to play the "blind spot" game, betting that places already searched won't be searched again?

Chu Liuzheng sat on the edge of the bed, resting his chin on his right hand. His slender white fingers unconsciously fiddled with the tassel on his purse as he frowned in thought.

How can I reveal that Yin Lanci is staying at the inn without arousing suspicion?

She originally wanted to go it alone, but the difference in combat strength was too great. If she went alone, she would just be a sitting duck. Providing intelligence would be more reliable. If she could capture the person, she could also get some credit.

But this information can't just come out of thin air; we have to make a trip into the city to give her some room to make up stories.

Thinking of this, Chu Liuzheng couldn't help but glance at the young man on the bed.

This man certainly knows how to pick his time to fall ill. If Yin Lanci escapes from Sishui Town, it will be difficult to catch him again.

Xiao Jingfan frowned slightly, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, indicating that he was not sleeping soundly.

Seeing this, Chu Liuzheng wrung out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. Seeing that his lips were dry and chapped, she brought over some tea, soaked a clean, soft silk cloth in it, and gently dabbed it on his lips.

After doing all this, she thought about taking out the incense burner and lighting some calming incense so that Xiao Jingfan could sleep more soundly.

Adequate rest is essential for a faster recovery.

But the person can stand up, yet cannot walk.

The hem of her skirt was grabbed by a large hand, and held tightly.

There were no scissors for Chu Liuzheng to use, so she had no choice but to try to pry open Xiao Jingfan's pale fingers.

One, two, three...

"Ah!" Chu Liuzheng exclaimed softly, losing his balance from the sudden increase in force and falling directly onto the bed.

It landed squarely on Xiao Jingfan, causing him to groan and his eyelashes to flutter as if he were about to wake up.

You can't wake up in this condition!
Chu Liuzheng quickly reached out and gently patted the chest of the person beneath him, again and again, as if patting a baby.

A faint jasmine scent wafted past my nose, carrying a soothing aroma.

Xiao Jingfan's brow relaxed, he turned his head slightly, and fell asleep again.

Chu Liuzheng let out a long sigh, slowly withdrew his hand, and carefully propped himself up on the bed.

Freeze.

The hand that had been gripping the hem of her skirt had somehow moved to her waist, arrogantly asserting its presence.

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

She reached out and pulled, observing Xiao Jingfan's reaction as she did so, not wanting to wake him.

She didn't really care whether she was awake or not; the main thing was that she couldn't explain this embrace-like posture!
Despite Chu Liuzheng's efforts, the large hand around his waist tightened its grip, like vines wrapping around prey, once it had a hold, it would not let go.

Just as Chu Liuzheng was about to reach out and poke his nerves, his waist tightened, his vision blurred, and suddenly he was upside down.

Chu Liuzheng: ...Heavy!