I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 392 Seeing is Believing
“That’s right,” Ping Xuan said. “This Miss Huang’s father had business dealings with Yin Lanci, and Yin Lanci even stayed at the Huang residence for a period of time.”

"Miss Huang claims to be deeply in love with Your Majesty and will marry no one but you. She specially asked Yin Lanci for a love potion to implant in you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingfan's face darkened, and a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Eunuch Zhou's face turned red with anger, and he cursed, "What a delusional and wicked woman!"

Is His Majesty someone she can even dream of?
They even dared to try to poison His Majesty; they deserve to be torn to pieces!

Feng Jingfei quickly stepped forward to take Xiao Jingfan's pulse, and then used his intuition and palpation to confirm that Xiao Jingfan was not under the influence of the Gu poison before retreating to continue eating steamed buns with Chu Liuzheng.

Pingxuan glanced at Feng Jing and said, "Your Majesty can rest assured that Miss Huang has not yet succeeded."

Xiao Jingfan asked, "Did Yin Lanci know that I came to Sishui Town because of Huang Ting?"

“Your Majesty is wise,” Ping Xuan said. “Miss Huang drew your portrait in front of Yin Lanci. Yin Lanci recognized you and secretly replaced the love potion with the silk-pulling potion, gave it to Miss Huang, and asked me to teach Miss Huang the method of planting potions.”

The name "Silk-Pulling Gu" doesn't sound like a good thing.

Suppressing his anger, Xiao Jingfan asked, "What are the effects of the Silk-Pulling Gu?"

“Puppet strings, the strings of a puppet.” Ping Xuan said, “Once the Puppet String Gu has been in the body for more than twelve hours, the person infected with the Gu will be like a puppet on strings, with neither body nor mind under their own control.”

Zhou Yuande gasped in shock, cursing Huang Ting and Yin Lanci's ancestors in a low voice. If they were standing right in front of him, he would have chopped them both down with a single stroke.

Xiao Jingfan took the Bodhi beads off his wrist and put them on the four fingers of his right hand, twirling them one by one.

This crazy woman, turning Prince Cheng into her puppet is not enough, she also wants to turn him into a puppet. Does she really think that the Xiao family are clay figures in her hands that she can mold and shape at will?
A murderous intent welled up within him, but he didn't show it on his face. He asked in a deep voice, "Besides the Silk-Pulling Gu, what other plans does she have?"

“The arrangements are still being made,” Ping Xuan said. “You are in the military camp, which is heavily guarded, making it inconvenient to take action. She wants to lure you into the city before making her move.”

"How does she plan to lure me into the city?"

Pingxuan: "She didn't say."

Xiao Jingfan frowned and stared at him, not caring whether he was genuinely unaware or feigning ignorance, and continued to ask, "It is said that she possesses the Nine-Eyed Gu, and in just a few months, she has cultivated medicinal figures with martial arts skills as high as Ji An. How many such people does she have around her?"

“Ji’an?” Pingxuan reacted for a moment. “You must be referring to Zilu, right? She wears purple and can’t speak.”

Xiao Jingfan nodded: "It's him."

Ping Xuan said, "There are six medicine people like Zi Luo around Yin Lan Ci. The other five are Qing Jiu, Chi Nian, Huang Deng, Bai Ou, and Hei Fu."

“The Purple Bamboo is in your hands. Huang Deng has been sent out on business by her, and Bai Ou is following Huang Ting. Now, she only has Qing Jiu, Chi Nian, and Hei Fu by her side.”

"Qingjiu is the most skilled in martial arts, followed by Chi Nian. Unless it is an urgent matter, Yin Lanci never lets the two of them leave his side."

He explained it in fairly detail, but Xiao Jingfan was not satisfied.

He turned and gestured to Zhou Yuande.

Zhou Yuande stepped forward, drew the dagger from his waist, and the gleaming blade touched Ping Xuan's neck, bringing a chill.

Pingxuan stiffened, his brows furrowing: "What does Your Majesty mean by this?"

“Let’s conduct an experiment.” Xiao Jingfan fiddled with the Bodhi beads. “My men discovered that Zheng Qianqian has an extremely strong self-healing ability. Cuts can heal completely in no time. I want to see if you are the same.”

“I am.” Pingxuan loathed the physical pain and simply admitted it. “Your Majesty does not need to verify.”

Xiao Jingfan's eyes were as white as snow: "Seeing is believing."

As the words fell, Pingxuan felt a chill on her left cheek, followed by a familiar pain. Blood dripped down her pale jaw, blooming into crimson flowers on her snow-white clothes.

Oh dear, the beautiful woman is disfigured.

Chu Liuzheng subconsciously covered his eyes with a steamed bun, then moved it away.

Seeing the rapidly healing wound on Ping Da Meiren's face, she suspected that Eunuch Zhou had done it on purpose.

[They say you shouldn't hit someone in the face, but Zhou Gonggong just slapped him right across the face. How much does he hate the beautiful Ping?]

Zhou Yuande is innocent.

He was just following orders.

"It heals faster than Zheng Qianqian's wounds." Feng Jing stared at Ping Xuan's face, which had recovered completely, and came to a conclusion.

Connecting this to what he had just found, Chu Liuzheng was not surprised at all.

[Pingxuan is Yin Lanci's most satisfying masterpiece, the closest to the Human Gu, and its self-healing ability is only slightly inferior to Yin Lanci's. The second junior brother, a flawed product in Yin Lanci's eyes, cannot compare.]

Ping Xuan licked away the blood that had slid to the corner of his lips, his slender eyebrows arching slightly: "Seeing is believing. Is Your Majesty satisfied now?"

Xiao Jingfan's face was ashen, and no one knew what he was thinking, but he did not allow Zhou Yuande to lay a knife on him again.

He gestured for Zhou Yuande to step back with his eyes and asked, "How do we break the mechanisms and formations on Thousand-Foot Cliff?"

“It’s not that I’m unwilling to tell Your Majesty.” Pingxuan took out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the bloodstains on his left cheek as he said, “The mechanisms on Thousand Feet Cliff are complex and the formations are ever-changing. Even if I tell you how to break them, without someone familiar with the formations to lead the way, it will be difficult for others to reach the top of the cliff safely.”

Whether this was true or not, Xiao Jingfan understood what he meant.

Although the two sides reached a cooperation agreement, they did not trust each other. In order to prevent the other party from going back on their word, they each wanted to hold some bargaining chips in their hands, and this Thousand-Foot Cliff was Pingxuan's bargaining chip.

After a moment's thought, Xiao Jingfan did not press the matter too much. He inquired about other matters related to Yin Lanci and also asked about the situation of Prince Rui and the other two.

Pingxuan only said that the three were still alive, and he would only know the details after he went to Thousand Feet Cliff. If anything happened to the three, he would definitely send a message.

His words were so vague, how could Xiao Jingfan not tell that he was hiding something? But recalling what Chu Liuzheng had said before, he had his own considerations and did not continue to ask.

Seeing that the emperor seemed to have finished asking his questions, Pingxuan said, "To capture Yin Lanci alive, it would be best to do so within the city. However, Yin Lanci will not stay in the city for long. I wonder what Your Majesty's plans are?"

Xiao Jingfan said, "There will be a fantasy play performance in the city in two days. Find a way to bring Yin Lanci there and into box number three. You don't need to do anything else."

The fact that the emperor only asked him to do things but didn't tell him the specific plans clearly showed that the emperor didn't trust him. But Pingxuan didn't care; what he wanted was not the emperor's trust.

He respectfully replied, "Yes."

Xiao Jingfan: "You can leave now."

Ping Xuan wasn't in a hurry to leave. He straightened his robes, crossed his hands, and gave Feng Jing a solemn bow.

Feng Jing quickly dodged, his eyes slightly widened: "Why are you bowing to me?"

Ping Xuan said, "Thank you very much, Doctor Feng, for taking care of Xiao Yu. I am deeply grateful."

Feng Jing chuckled: "You certainly remember kindness but not grudges."

The wounds on Ping Yu's body were clearly caused by torture. How could Ping Xuan not see that with his sharp eyes?

(End of this chapter)