Relying on Insults: My Time as Chancellor in Ancient Times 23: Memory Spice (1)
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"We must infiltrate the grand ceremony," the Princess said, pulling out two sets of clothing from her sleeve. "You will disguise yourself as my guard, and I will have Huo Qubing blend in with the maidens to provide support." 0
 
Lin Xiaofan took the clothes but suddenly thought of something. "Wait, what if the Crown Prince poisons us on the spot?" 0
 
"This is for you," the Princess replied, handing him a small porcelain vial. "This is a potion I concocted based on the formula from that note. It can resist common sedatives. However..." She hesitated. 0
 
"What is it?" he asked. 0
 
"The formula states that to be completely immune to the illusions from the Western Regions, we also need a Western Snow Lotus as an ingredient." The Princess forced a smile. "That only exists in the Crown Prince's Mansion." 0
 
Just as Lin Xiaofan was about to respond, a system notification suddenly popped up: 0
 
【You can exchange for the "Medical Sage" skill!】 0
【Exchange condition: publicly insult the Emperor】 0
【Skill effect: Can see through and dispel all poisons and illusions】 0
 
"Damn..." Lin Xiaofan couldn't help but curse. "What kind of ridiculous condition is this?!" 0
 
The Princess looked at him in confusion. "What's wrong?" 0
 
"Nothing." Lin Xiaofan forced a smile. "Let's see how things go tomorrow." 0
 
The next morning, flags fluttered in front of the Altar of Heaven. 0
 
Lin Xiaofan stood behind the Princess in his guard attire, scanning the surroundings. Huo Qubing was disguised as a maid but had a hidden soft sword at his waist; Zhuge Liang blended into the Ritual Official's group, ready to provide support at any moment. 0
 
The old Emperor was helped onto the high platform, followed closely by the Crown Prince. Lin Xiaofan noticed that today, the Crown Prince appeared particularly spirited; his flowing ceremonial robes perfectly concealed any feminine curves, exuding an air of authority with every gesture. 0
 
"System, about that Medical Sage skill..." he thought to himself. 0
 
【Exchange condition not met】 0
【Please publicly insult the Emperor to activate the skill】 0
 
Lin Xiaofan looked at the drowsy old Emperor on the platform and wished he could slap himself—how could he possibly insult him?! 0
 
At that moment, incense burners in the center of the altar were lit, and a strange blue smoke began to rise... 0
 
The blue smoke spiraled above the altar, forming an eerie vortex. Lin Xiaofan suddenly felt dizzy as the scene before him began to distort— 0
 
"Be careful! The incense is problematic!" He wanted to shout but found his voice seemingly trapped in his throat. 0
 
In the next second, everything spun out of control. 0
 
 
Lin Xiaofan stood on the bustling modern street. The blaring horns, flashing traffic lights, and sunlight reflecting off glass walls—everything felt both familiar and strange. 0
 
"Am I... back?" he murmured, looking down to find himself dressed in the same T-shirt and jeans he wore before his journey. 0
 
Suddenly, a delivery truck came speeding towards him! Lin Xiaofan tried to dodge, but his legs felt as heavy as lead. 0
 
"Beep—!" 0
 
Amidst the deafening horn, he caught a glimpse of the driver—a face obscured by a golden mask! 0
 
"Moro?!" 0
 
In that split second, as the truck was almost upon him, a blinding white light exploded before his eyes. 0
 
[Warning! Temporal anchor destabilizing!] 0
[System malfunctioning...] 0
[@¥%... Intense mental interference detected... %¥@] 0
 
"Ah!" Lin Xiaofan collapsed to the ground, clutching his head and letting out a pained scream. 0
 
The crowd around the altar was startled by this sudden turn of events, all eyes turning towards the frenzied guard. The Crown Prince's eyes flashed with cold light as he immediately commanded, "Someone! Seize this madman disrupting the ceremony!" 0
 
Four guards rushed forward, but Princess Ning An quickly stepped in front of Lin Xiaofan. "Wait! This is my personal guard; he must be suffering from a sudden illness!" 0
 
 
 
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