usatvline Chapter 11 Restrictions
Chapter 11 Restrictions
He bent down and helped Yin De up from the ground again.
This time, Yin De did not refuse again, but just wiped his tears haphazardly with his sleeve, like a wronged child.
Yin'e patted him on the shoulder and earnestly instructed, "Don't tell anyone about this, understand?"
Yin De nodded vigorously, his voice still slightly choked: "This servant will remember."
"As for the Fujin (princess)..." Yin'e pondered for a moment, "I have my own way of dealing with her."
Just do your job well.
Remember, from now on, you can't hide anything from me, and you can't hide anything from me either.
Yin De felt a chill run down his back, and goosebumps rose all over his body.
He had a strong intuition that the Tenth Master in front of him was different from before.
It's not the kind of sudden "smartening" difference, but a deeper, almost instinctive change.
"Yes, this servant remembers." Yin De bowed.
"Alright, go ahead." Yin'e waved his hand.
Yin De bowed deeply again, backed up to the door, then turned and went out, gently closing the door behind him.
Yin'e stood in the center of the study, listened for a while, and only after confirming that Yin De had gone far away did he reach out and summon the book "Overheard".
He flipped to the page that recorded favorability ratings, his gaze landing on Yin De's name.
[Target of surveillance: Niohuru Yinde]
Current Favorability: 96.0 (Close Friend)
It increased from 95.2 to 96.0.
It rose by less than one point, but that's not important.
The important thing is that the direction is right.
Yin'e closed the book thoughtfully and slowly paced around the study.
He suddenly noticed a very interesting phenomenon: dealing with someone like Yin De and dealing with someone like Lao Ba are completely different approaches.
He had to hide his shortcomings, play dumb, and pretend to be weak while actually being strong when facing Lao Ba.
The smarter he appeared, the less favor the Eighth Prince showed him.
Because what Lao Ba needs is an obedient dog, not a smart ally.
But with Yin De, he wanted to show his "difference".
The goal is to make Yin De feel that this man is no longer a fool who can be easily fooled, but a master with his own opinions, skills, and loyalty.
Two strategies, seemingly contradictory, must be implemented simultaneously.
This is like someone drawing a circle with their left hand and a square with their right; if they are not careful, everything will fall apart.
"It's tough," Yin'e sighed, but quickly rallied.
The most important thing now is to solve the problem of the fire in the backyard.
We must talk to the Princess Consort.
But not now. It's already late at night. Going to the Princess Consort's courtyard rashly would only arouse greater suspicion.
Moreover, he needed to find out more about the princess's background first.
Yin'e sat back down at his desk, opened "Overheard," and wrote the name of the Tenth Prince's Consort on a blank page.
Borjigit Ulan.
As the pen touched the paper, the light on the page flickered a few times, and then lines of text appeared:
Target locked
[Target of surveillance: Borjigit Ulan]
Current favorability rating: 15.6 (Very average)
[Eavesdropping effect: Can monitor conversations within 10 meters; clarity is average; can penetrate a thin door.]
[Note: This woman has no affection for the host as a husband and wife, regarding him as a "reckless, brainless, and incompetent good-for-nothing husband." They are only forced to live together in the same household because of the imperial decree that they are to be married.]
She values her family's status and her own honor more, and has neither expectations nor trust in the host.
In her eyes, the host's only value was the title of "Tenth Prince." Without this status, she wouldn't even give him a second glance.
Yin'e stared at the number "15.6" and remained silent for a long time.
He had assumed the "relationship" between him and his primary wife was bad, but he hadn't expected it to be this bad.
The evaluation of "mediocre" is probably being too kind.
Based on this level of favorability, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's "dislike".
He shook his head helplessly and gave a bitter laugh.
The relationship between this couple is so bad that the original owner of this body must have been quite talented.
But thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising.
One is a Mongolian princess who was forced to come by imperial decree. She is proud and looks down on this "good-for-nothing prince".
One is a muddle-headed, reckless man who only knows how to throw tantrums.
It's no wonder these two can't have a good life together.
"Alright, let's take it slow." Yin'e suppressed his emotions, stretched out his finger, and tapped on the name of his wife.
He wanted to try and see if he could eavesdrop on what was happening with his wife from his study.
According to the book, the listening distance is 10 meters.
His study was at least a hundred paces away from his wife's courtyard, far beyond that area.
But what if? What if some special circumstance arises that could overcome the distance limitation?
However, the moment his fingertips touched the name, the light on the pages suddenly flickered violently a few times, and then went out!
It wasn't that the whole book lost its luster, but rather that the listening function seemed to have been abruptly cut off by something.
The text on the page became blurry, as if viewed through frosted glass.
The name of the Fujin flickered in and out of the light and shadow, and could not be lit up no matter what.
Yin'e was stunned.
He looked at the faintly flickering glow of "Overheard" and felt a sudden sense of doubt.
This cheat code... why is it not working?
Yin'e stared at the blurry light and shadow on the page and tried a few more times.
Click once, then turn it off.
Light it again, then extinguish it.
"What's wrong with me?" he muttered.
Just then, a line of extremely small text suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of the page:
[Friendly reminder: The daily limit for monitoring is three people. Today's usage count: 3/3.]
Yin'e stared at the line of text, then shook his hand and put it away.
"You can only listen to three people a day."
Old Eight once.
Eavesdropping on his private conversation with Lao Jiu in the study—this is the first thing I've done today.
Later, at the construction site, he casually called out the names of the two laborers; that was the second time.
And just now, Yin De, that was the last time.
Yin'e looked up at the roof beam and let out a long sigh.
Who would have thought that this cheat code has a limit on the number of uses?
If he had known about this rule, he would never have wasted his precious chances on those two laborers.
Did those two lackeys say anything of value?
It was nothing more than gossip and speculation within the household. Although it drew his attention to the issue with the accounts, he would have discovered it even without their involvement.
not worth.
"I'll have to be more careful with it next time," he muttered to himself.
Since we can't eavesdrop on the Princess Consort, all our efforts tonight will be in vain.
Besides, it's already late at night, so it's not appropriate to barge into the Princess's courtyard and confront her directly.
The woman was already hostile towards him; if she barged in at night, it would probably cause a huge uproar.
Yin'e blew out the candle on the desk, plunging the study into darkness.
He used the dim light from the window to find his way into the inner room and lay down fully clothed.
"This day of intrigue and backstabbing is finally over," Yin'e murmured.
The bed was soft, and the quilt was scented with a faint benzoin fragrance. He quickly drifted off to sleep.