The doctor suffers from amnesia, but not complete amnesia.

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Strange ceiling.

No, this joke has been used before.

Besides, wasn't I on a diplomatic mission? Shouldn't I be facing an unfamiliar ceiling?

A warm breath brushed against his neck.

Oh, by the way, I was raped yesterday—

Qiao Yelan suddenly jumped out of bed.

I didn't get up.

However, this startled the woman who was holding Qiao Yelan in her arms.

"Hmm... Is it already morning, teacher... Don't close the curtains, I want to sleep a little longer."

"I think you should explain."

"What's there to explain... This is the reward you promised me."

The woman's voice sounded incredibly languid.

"You said it yourself: as long as I can beat you, I don't care what methods I use, and you won't hate me because of it—"

At this point, she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, staring at Qiao Yelan with some nervousness.

"You're not going to go back on your word, are you, teacher?"

"...... Won't."

Qiao Yelan lay down again and closed her eyes.

"Really?"

"If you ask again, you'll never see me again in your life—go to sleep."

His Excellency the Grand Duke immediately lay down and hugged Qiao Yelan tightly, a smile unconsciously curving his lips.

When a period of time is universally recognized as a "wise period," it is likely that it is indeed effective.

So Qiao Yelan has figured out what's going on.

The shift in the information gap between him and the Duke of Caster stemmed from his past self—he deliberately concealed this relationship and his true connection with the Duke of Caster, thus recording him in the internal documents of the Tower of Babel as no different from any other tool.

As for the purpose, it was, of course, to continue providing intelligence to Qiao Yelan.

From the time Qiao Yelan woke up until she met Grand Duke Kester, apart from Kal'tsit and PRTS who knew the inside story, no one else knew that Qiao Yelan was actually still suffering from amnesia.

The reason is simple—the relationship between the PhD and these people is purely one of exploitation.

Theresa, Wei Yanwu, Nicholas, Black Snake, Grand Tutor of the Great Yan Dynasty... and so on. There was no extra interaction or affection between these people and Qiao Yelan. Everyone was just using each other, and at most, Qiao Yelan would get a little more.

Therefore, these people cannot "verify" whether Qiao Yelan has ever suffered from amnesia.

As long as he remembers the files and information he has kept and uses the right mask to deal with everyone, no one will be able to spot his deception.

The only person this approach cannot handle is the Duke of Custer—someone with whom he has a relationship that goes far beyond self-interest, and even far beyond the bond between teacher and student.

Because her understanding of him is concentrated in daily life, which is the most difficult to imitate and the most difficult to record, especially given Qiao Yelan's unconscious tendency to hide things from others, there are too many possibilities for her to be exposed.

Therefore, Qiao Yelan should have kept his distance from Duke Custer from the very beginning, because it would have been difficult for him to avoid giving himself away when dealing with the Duke twice, before and after his amnesia.

Once the deception is exposed, the trust that Qiao Yelan's identity can provide will vanish.

The current situation is that not only did the previous person not leave Duke Kester, but he also indulged and even intentionally deepened the relationship. In addition, the internal records deliberately concealed this fact, which ultimately led to Qiao Yelan being directly overthrown by Duke Kester.

This is a new point of contention, and it also means—

This is a new reminder he left for himself.

The first point of contention comes from Kazdel, which reminds Qiao Yelan to be wary of the "people" around her, as they are not on her side—this makes Qiao Yelan begin to be cautious.

The second point of contention comes from Laterano, which reminds Qiao Yelan that in the eyes of every version of himself in the past, Kal'tsit was irreplaceable—this points out the person Qiao Yelan needs to be wary of.

Now, this is the third point of contention.

It reminded Qiao Yelan that the Lungmen Coin project must be carried out to the end.

Without a doubt, in the past, I had the upper hand when facing the Duke of Caesar. At that time, I was upstream in terms of information and Caesar was downstream. I held the initiative in my own hands.

But as time has progressed to this point, at least until I woke up today, the initiative had always been in the hands of the Duke of Custer—because I had amnesia.

Just one instance of amnesia, just one instance of concealment, was enough to cause him to stumble and fall.

So, how many times had he suffered from amnesia before today? And how many times had it been hidden from him?

The information gap between him and PRTS is beyond comprehension.

However, no matter how long PRTS holds the initiative or how large its advantage is, as long as it has an information gap in its own hands, it has a chance to turn the tide.

The emergence of one contradiction after another proves that these were not traces left by my past self when I tried to find a way out, but rather that I completed this series of plans in front of PRTS.

From Kazdel to Laterano, from Kal'tsit to Grand Duke Kess, it may seem like a tangled mess, but in reality, their triggering methods are all the same.

It's like Tom tearing the cheese into small pieces and arranging them in a line to lure Jerry into a trap.

The Lungmen Coin project is the "thread" strung together by these "cheese".

As long as Qiao Yelan continues along this path, he will be able to discover all the cheese and ultimately see what kind of information [he] left for him.

This information will inevitably reverse the information gap between him and PRTS, ultimately allowing him to regain the initiative in this game.

As for another effect of this matter...

He no longer needed to guess what he and the Duke of Caesar had done before.

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When Qiao Yelan saw the other envoys in the delegation, and Douzi greeted him with looks of amazement and understanding, he knew that he was destined to be known as the "Succubus Envoy".

Meanwhile, the junior minister of the Court of State Ceremonial looked around with disdain and mockery at the others—he knew that both of the empresses of Letania were very fond of Qiao Yelan, so how could a mere Grand Duchess possibly resist the favor of the Star Sea Succubus?

"The preliminary negotiations with the Duke of Caesar will continue for a few more days."

Everyone nodded in agreement; they could all understand, of course.

"...I mean, I mean private, non-public negotiations."

Everyone continued to nod, thinking, "Isn't your negotiation definitely not going to be public?"

Qiao Yelan's lips twitched. He meant to negotiate with the Duke of Caesar in private, and he was certain that these guys in front of him had a serious misunderstanding.

However, it's better to just keep quiet about things that only make things worse the more you try to explain them.

"...disbanded."

Everyone immediately ran away.

Fishing, cool!

Watching the delegation disappear in an instant, Qiao Yelan sighed helplessly.

The feeling of being repeatedly blown up by his past self with landmines planted in advance is infuriating—yet he has absolutely no way to retaliate or take revenge.

What else can be done?

Thinking about it carefully, PRTS should be a legacy issue caused by itself in the past, so it is its own fault that it has been messed up like this.

Damn it, I'm even angrier now.

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P.S.: I will send a notice if I have more than one day off. Otherwise, if I send a leave request every few or ten chapters, new readers will think I am repeatedly going in and out of the palace.

Chapter 109 Is this you?

When the Duke of Caesar extended a second invitation to Qiao Yelan for a meeting, she was met with Qiao Yelan fully armed, wearing a mask, hood, and gloves, with not a single inch of skin exposed.

(As shown on the book cover)

"Sigh, is it really necessary to do this?"

She sighed sadly.

“My breathing filter was already alarming me from the moment I walked in.”

Qiao Yelan sneered.

The Duke of Custer calmly extinguished the incense burner on the table with tea, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup for each of them.

"This is tea I bought from the Great Yan Dynasty. It's said to be a special supply for the royal family. Would you like to try some?"

Qiao Yelan remained silent and made no move.

"Then I'll drink first, okay?"

She simply smiled gracefully, picked up the cup placed in front of Qiao Yelan, and took a small sip.

Qiao Yelan took a sealed bottle of distilled water from her wheelchair and placed it on the table.