Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 150 Found Sister Lan, Affections Warm Up【2 More】

Chapter 150: 150 Found Sister Lan, Affections Warm Up【2 More】

Earthquakes are all too common in Northwest Yan City, occurring almost every month.

Therefore, tourists visiting Yan City mostly stay within the Inner City and rarely venture out to the Outer City, let alone to Yan Mountain.

Indeed, Bureau 723 is a protective organization, but it has never mobilized on a large scale for a common earthquake in Yan City.

As a result, not only did Bureau 723’s Elite Squad arrive, but even the director of Bureau 723 was inside Yan Mountain?!

The head of the rescue team was unable to calm down.

Bureau 723 had been a force established at the beginning of the 21st century, initially not highly regarded by anyone, and even mocked internationally.

However, against the tide, Bureau 723 firmly secured its footing, and now even the International Strategic Studies Institute has many collaborations with Bureau 723.

More than twenty years ago, Bureau 723 was established... This director must be at least fifty years old, right?

Why would he enter Yan Mountain?

"We continue the rescue, this is the new detection equipment." The captain of the Elite Squad waved his hand, "We must bring the people inside out!"

At this moment, on the other side of Yan Mountain, inside a cave.

This was a tomb raiding team, and they had caused this earthquake on Yan Mountain.

However, they had no time to worry about whether anyone would die in the earthquake, their eyes instead burned with excitement as they stared at the mechanism in front of them.

After watching for several days, they were certain that opening this mechanical entrance would reveal something extraordinary below.

"Many unofficial histories speculated that the King of Yan must have buried Princess Yongning near Yan Mountain, and I see we were right." The middle-aged man said excitedly, "The most dangerous place is in fact the safest. Let’s continue digging. This is Princess Yongning’s tomb, who knows what treasures might be inside."

The Ning Dynasty fell too quickly, leaving many heroic figures to die without a complete corpse.

Like the King of Yan He Jia, Prince Xiang Qingtian of Chu, King Qin Hua Yingyue, and the Carefree King Yan Shunhua, all died on the battlefield.

And similar to Princess Jingan, Emperor Yongshun, and Princess Yongle, it is said that even the body of the Great Master of the Daning, Han Yunsheng, was ground to bone and cast to the wind, leaving only ashes.

It is hard for later generations to imagine that at the height of its power, the Ning Dynasty only constructed two mausoleums, one for Princess Yongning and the other for Ning Zhaozong.

The mausoleum of Zhaozong is in Fengyuan City and was accidentally discovered by a well-digger in the 1980s. It has now become a popular tourist attraction of the millennium-old city of Fengyuan.

However, Princess Yongning’s tomb has yet to be found to this day, with some historians speculating that the frugal Princess Yongning might not have left behind a tomb at all.

But now, they might have just found the tomb of Princess Yongning.

This is a huge discovery!

Considering the Xiang Imperial Family’s fondness for Princess Yongning, the treasures in her tomb might even surpass those of Ning Zhaozong.

The middle-aged man’s hands trembled with excitement: "Hurry up, we need to open the passage quickly."

We’re going to strike it rich!

**

Time passed, and the darkness remained silent.

Ye Wanlan had yet to find a way out.

Yan Mountain was full of the King of Yan’s mechanical techniques, including the many Qimen Dunjia he had set up.

This led to a change in Yan Mountain’s paths with each earthquake, not to mention that Ye Wanlan was now trapped underground and had yet to reach the surface.

"Your Highness the Princess, you’ve bled a lot..." There was a sob in Qingyun Pendant’s voice, "Does it hurt?"

"It’s nothing." Ye Wanlan remained unfazed, not even frowning, "Just a minor wound, it’s insignificant."

"How is that a minor wound? You’ve lost so much blood!" Qingyun Pendant said in a panic, "Lord Prince Yan would never allow Your Highness to be injured."

Ye Wanlan sighed, "Can you be quiet for a while?"

Qingyun Pendant instantly fell silent.

"Drip, drip, drip!"

Ye Wanlan’s ears picked up the sound of flowing water, and her expression lifted as she quickly moved toward the source of the sound.

Ahead, there was a collapse, a full ten meters from the ground level.

Ye Wanlan stretched out her hand and clung to a sturdy rock.

In previous explorations, her hands had been injured, blood flowing out, and the sharp rocks once again pierced her palms.

Ye Wanlan’s hand suddenly loosened, and her body began to plummet downwards!

"Your Highness!" exclaimed Qingyun Pendant.

Falling from this height wouldn’t be fatal, but it would certainly break bones!

If bones were broken, how would they get out?

"Snap!"

Just then, Ye Wanlan’s hand was suddenly caught by another.

This hand, seemingly slender, possessed an incredibly powerful force.

A voice fell from above her head, mixed with a sense of relief, "I’ve found you, Miss Ye."

Ye Wanlan was momentarily taken aback. She lifted her head and saw a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes and silvery-white shoulder-length hair.

Yan Tingfeng?

Encountering him here, she felt a sense of unreality.

Seeing Ye Wanlan pulled up by a young man, the Qingyun Pendant burst into loud tears, "Thank goodness Her Royal Highness is unharmed."

"Unharmed?" Yan Tingfeng asked.

Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, "How did you get in?"

She had previously refused to let Yan Tingfeng take a step closer to pull her, because should an aftershock occur, he would be injured too and fall to the bottom of Yan Mountain with her.

"I was the one who brought you here; of course, I need to ensure you’re returned safe and sound," Yan Tingfeng said with a slight smile, "You used up too much energy in the arena competition; otherwise, a place like this couldn’t possibly trap you."

Ye Wanlan looked at her palm, "After going back, I’ll need to train even harder."

"There’s still some way to go ahead, let me carry Miss Ye," Yan Tingfeng bent down, "You also said, there are many things waiting for you to do, you can’t fall here."

His voice was as gentle as ever, but his actions were unusually decisive, and without discussion, he had already lifted her onto his back and then slowly stood up.

Ye Wanlan’s wounds on her hands had not healed yet and were compounded by new injuries; blood flowed down from her palm, dripping onto his neck.

Yan Tingfeng furrowed his brow, "Miss Ye—"

"I’m fine, it will heal, it doesn’t hurt," Ye Wanlan’s gaze deepened, "This earthquake was man-made; the tomb-robbing gang lurking around Yan City is still there."

Yan Tingfeng’s gaze also turned cold, "Okay, I got it."

Ye Wanlan lay on his back, silent for a moment before she spoke softly, "I’ve been having some auditory hallucinations recently."

Yan Tingfeng naturally continued, "Auditory hallucinations of what?"

"Hearing antiques and relics speak as if they were real people," Ye Wanlan said nonchalantly, "Maybe I’m just too tired."

The Qingyun Pendant was somewhat confused.

It does speak, so why does Her Royal Highness mention auditory hallucinations?

Could it be falling out of favor again?

But not all antiques can talk; clearly, only smart relics like itself have mastered the skill of speech!

"You should really rest well when you get back," Yan Tingfeng’s voice slowed and softened, "Sometimes, carrying everything on your own is very tiring."

This time, Ye Wanlan confirmed that only she could hear the Qingyun Pendant’s voice: "I’ll borrow your shoulder to catch my breath."

Her breathing hit his ear, making Yan Tingfeng’s body instantly tense up.

He closed his eyes for a moment before continuing to walk forward.

Quietly, the Qingyun Pendant sized up Yan Tingfeng.

It felt this man seemed familiar, but it didn’t recognize him.

However, considering how good he was to their princess, it decided to puff up some flattery for him too.

"Sigh, if Lord Prince Yan saw this, he’d definitely pick this lad up and give him a beating!" the Qingyun Pendant murmured to itself, "Her Royal Highness is the sister Lord Prince Yan loves the most, and he definitely wouldn’t want her to marry off, hey wait, that’s not right, our princess is destined to ascend the throne, if anyone is to marry it’s this lad..."

With this thought, the Qingyun Pendant cheered up again, "Just perfect for screening by Lord Prince Yan!"

If Princess Yongning says Prince Yan can come back, then he will definitely be able to come back.

Regarding this, the Qingyun Pendant held an undying confidence.

**

"The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable; please try again later."

"The number you have dialed is temporarily..."

The cold mechanical female voice echoed continuously in the living room, making Lin Huaijin, Lin Wenli, and Khor Peiqing all rather uneasy.

Just now, the rescue center had just released a message stating that there were no widespread casualties in the Yan Mountain earthquake, but a high school student was still buried inside Yan Mountain.

Bureau 723 had sent people over, but they haven’t found anyone yet.

Initially, they didn’t think badly of it, as ever since Ye Wanlan returned to the Lin Family, she had always been sensible and independent; instead, they needed her help.

But now, with the phone not getting through at all, their anxiety was through the roof.

Lin Huaijin was so anxious he broke into a sweat, "How can being with the Archaeological Center’s people to Yan Mountain result in such an incident?"

Khor Peiqing didn’t speak but her tightly clenched fingers trembled non-stop, obviously terrified as well.

"No, we have to find a way to get there," Lin Huaijin gritted his teeth, "I’m still not reassured. Peiqing, Wenli, let’s go."

Meanwhile, on the other side of Jiangcheng.

Madam Qin was having afternoon tea with Madam Zhou; Sheng Yunyi was accompanying them.

Steward Zhou walked in and whispered a few words into Madam Zhou’s ear.

"What?" Madam Zhou looked surprised, "Are you sure the person in the news is Ye Wanlan? She’s dead?"

"It’s been eight hours; if she’s not dead, she’s close to it," Steward Zhou said, "She probably did something to deserve divine retribution; such a low-probability incident happened to her."

At this moment, Madam Qin and Sheng Yunyi, though from different camps, had the same thought—

Ye Wanlan’s death would be wonderful.