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Chapter 96 Understanding the Tyrant's Past
The tyrant got up and left, and Qin Su chased after him without hesitation, her sweet smile never fading, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him:
"Why? Don't be so stingy. I've been cooking for you all this time."

Chu Jiang didn't stop walking, but he glanced down at her and said, "I paid for it."

This is a fact, and you can't argue with that.

She was taken aback for a moment, then her beautiful, bright eyes darted around: "Then I can pay too, how much do you want?"

After thinking for a moment, he added, "As long as I can afford it."

Chu Jiang finally stopped and grabbed the little girl who was about to pounce. When he looked down at her, he met her face as she looked up.

From this angle, it looks strangely intimate.

He coughed, and said in an attempt to cover up his true intentions, "This prince is very expensive; you can't afford him."

After saying that, he quickened his pace and left, making it impossible for her to catch up.
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That evening, Qin Su reviewed the day's monitoring report in her room and confirmed her thoughts: music therapy did have some effect on the tyrant.

For patients with bipolar disorder, simply suppressing and repressing their emotions is not good; they need appropriate ways to release the energy and physical strain they expend.

Large-scale, enthusiastic activities are not suitable, but small-scale occupational therapy activities and outdoor activities such as playing chess, painting, calligraphy, writing, and listening to light music are good choices. These activities can help them shift their attention, reduce their excitement, and reduce impulsive behavior.

If he can persevere, it will be of some help to his condition.

Looking at its serious and earnest host, and thinking of the tyrant who had been tricked into a corner today, the system suddenly felt a bit of sympathy for Chu Jiang: it hoped that he would never know the truth.

Just then, melodious piano music drifted in from outside. Qin Su raised an eyebrow slightly: "Who is it? They seem to be in high spirits."

System: [...The one whose soul was practically flying off to sleep today, thanks to the host's sweet talk.]

Qin Su: ……

Equally shocked was Eunuch Li: "If, and I mean if, the Seventh Prince could continue to devote his energy to music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and romance, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Hearing this, the guard Ye quietly moved a little further away from Eunuch Li: whether the one inside or the other "sleeping" one heard this, Eunuch Li's backside would probably be in serious trouble.
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As soon as the music ended, Qin Su suddenly spoke up: "If I want information about the tyrant's childhood, how much can you collect for me?"

System: [Spend 1 point to gather relevant information from snippets of conversations with palace servants; 5 points unlock past stories.]

The price isn't exactly expensive, but it's too expensive for those who used to get almost no points. However, for Qin Su, who's a little rich in points...

"Deduct it now, I want it right now."

The system was not surprised by its host's response and readily agreed: [Okay, starting to deduct points, please wait a moment, host.]

Given the passage of time and the complexity of the data, the waiting time was a bit longer. During this time, the system couldn't help but ask curiously: "[Did the host learn all this to cure the tyrant's illness?]"

It realized that everything the host did was for the purpose of treatment, and its dedication was truly admirable.

Sure enough, Qin Su nodded: "From a psychodynamic perspective, in the early stages of a traumatic event, children develop a 'dissociative' state for self-protection. As they grow older, these alternate identities detach and continue to develop, eventually leading to Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID)..."

A "ding-dong" sound indicates that the information has arrived.

[Download complete, please check.]

As the system notification sounded, Qin Su tapped the screen. A soft blue light reflected on the girl's fair face, and as she read deeper, her expression grew serious.

And so, another all-nighter ensued.

The system tried several times to urge the host to sleep, but Qin Su refused each time.

She works like crazy.

She only turned off the screen when she heard the sounds of palace servants sweeping outside.

Even after reading everything, Qin Su's expression was not relaxed; instead, her brows furrowed even more. The first thing she said to the system was, "This is not enough."

The system was just about to say that this was the most comprehensive information it could find when it heard the host's reply and immediately fell silent.

Qin Su meant that the system, after all, is not a real person and cannot fully understand her meaning; the information it collects is all unfiltered and unverified.

This is a fact, and the system cannot refute it.

"Perhaps I need to have a 'talk' with the people here in person."

In some ways, it's very easy for a psychologist to get people to open up when they chat with them.

With her natural affability and superb psychological skills, Qin Su can pry open even the most stubborn person's mouth if she's willing.

When choosing an internship during her university years, she almost ended up working with a leading figure in the field of criminal psychology, following him into the criminal investigation department to create psychological profiles for psychopaths and serial killers.

My career path almost took a completely different turn.

"But what method should we use?"

Although the tyrant never said it, his possessiveness was very strong, which he inadvertently revealed.

He hated it when others got close to her. Even the palace maids who took care of her were afraid of her, as if they were afraid of saying something wrong.

If it were someone else, they might look for the reason within themselves, but who is Qin Su?
She was always good at blaming others, and quickly attributed the situation to three people—the tyrant, the old eunuch, and the seemingly upright head guard.

That's all I'll think about.
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It was almost time, so Qin Su changed her clothes and got up. Seeing this, the system couldn't help but say, "Host, you haven't slept all night again. Why don't you take a rest?"

The girl paused, "Hmm? Do I look terrible?" If she was going to be discovered, she would have to cover it up.

System: [No! I meant you haven't had much rest these past few days. Anyway, the Tyrant seems fine, so why don't you take a break? Your health is the most important thing!]

The system was finding itself for the first time to beg the host to rest. No, did it have to work this hard?!
Your progress has already far surpassed that of many others!

Qin Su's reaction to this was... complete indifference.

She looked at herself in the vanity mirror. Whether it was the protagonist's halo or her youth and good health, even after staying up for several nights, the girl still looked full of energy, and her skin was hydrated and supple, showing no signs of the aftereffects of staying up late.

"No need, I'm fine."

As she finished speaking, the palace maid, who had heard the commotion in the room, entered carrying toiletries: "Miss Qin, we're here..."