Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 152 Sister Lan makes a move! Concentricity Pendant, have some candy【2 updates】

Chapter 152: 152 Sister Lan makes a move! Concentricity Pendant, have some candy【2 updates】

The voice was flat and calm, not a ripple of emotion in its evenness.

"Who?!"

The middle-aged man had yet to react when his right shoulder was suddenly seized by a hand.

"Crack!"

With a gentle twist at his shoulder bone, touching some joint, his right arm was abruptly dislocated.

"Ah—!!!!" The middle-aged man screamed in agony, his strength draining away as his legs buckled beneath him, collapsing to the ground.

The Concentricity Pendant in his hand was now in Ye Wanlan’s possession.

Ye Wanlan looked down at it.

Dragon and Phoenix auspiciously presented, gold and jade a perfect match.

It was her Concentricity Pendant.

Three hundred years had passed, and she finally saw again the jade pendant that had accompanied her since birth.

"Concentricity, you’ve suffered so much!" The Qingyun Pendant wept, "You were almost taken away by the bad people, but fortunately, Her Royal Highness the Princess saved you."

Concentricity did not respond, evidently incapable of speaking like the Qingyun Pendant.

Ye Wanlan’s appearance took all of the tomb robbers by surprise.

Their stronghold was well hidden, plus the magnetic fields of Yan Mountain could disrupt many devices, allowing them to evade capture for so long.

How had this lone young girl found this place?

"Boss, it’s her! She bought a dagger from one of our informants last time, which turned out to be an artifact of the King of Yan," the young man said fiercely, staring at Ye Wanlan. "But this sly girl reported us to Bureau 723, resulting in several of our brothers being arrested."

"Kill her!" the middle-aged man shouted, his face covered in sweat, "There’s no one here, kill her and bury her quickly, no one will know. That girl has quite some strength, be careful!"

"You’re absolutely right," Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "In this place, killing and burying, indeed no one will know."

Seven or eight tall and strong youths stood up and surrounded Ye Wanlan.

"You little brat, you made it easy for us. Since you’ve come to us, hand over the King of Yan’s dagger," the young man coldly smirked. "Don’t force us to mark that pretty face of yours—"

"But I promised my uncle and the professor that I would be a law-abiding citizen," Ye Wanlan said lightly, as she flexed her wrist, "It’s just that you guys are going to be troubled."

If she killed someone, they would not feel the slightest bit of pain; she could even let them die gently amidst sweet nothings.

But when it came to beating someone, it was the complete opposite.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom!"

The cave resounded with only the sound of punches landing and the tomb robbers’ cries of agony.

"Well done, splendid!" cheered the Qingyun Pendant, "Her Royal Highness the Princess is so powerful!"

Princess Yongning was frail because her mother, Empress Rongde, had been amid palace chaos during her pregnancy, which affected her gestation. Empress Rongde also faded away as a result.

But after returning to the palace and receiving care, Princess Yongning’s health had improved to that of an ordinary person, except she couldn’t gather inner strength to cultivate martial arts.

Her early death was rather due to exhaustion from running around since being appointed Crown Prince at the age of fourteen, in those three years.

Moreover, an unexpected plague had been the final straw that broke her.

At this moment, witnessing Ye Wanlan single-handedly defeat all the tomb robbers, the Qingyun Pendant wanted to cry.

Their princess had suffered so much in the past, always envying healthy people’s robust physiques.

Ye Wanlan disposed of the last tomb robber, took a cellphone out of the middle-aged man’s pocket, turned it on, and then tossed it onto him.

The rest would be handled by Bureau 723.

Ye Wanlan started to leave. "How did the Concentricity Pendant end up here?"

"The Lord Prince Yan kept Concentricity with me after you left, Your Royal Highness," explained the Qingyun Pendant. "It must have been during the great collapse that Concentricity and I got separated."

Ye Wanlan nodded.

There were too many earthquakes in Yan Mountain, and the channels of the mechanisms were constantly changing.

"Do you know where I was buried?" Ye Wanlan asked again.

The Qingyun Pendant was stupefied, "Your Royal Highness, are you planning to visit your own tomb and pay respects to yourself?"

This was even more bizarre than being able to communicate with people.

"I’m sorry, Your Royal Highness, I do not know," said the Qingyun Pendant honestly, "Every time the Lord Prince Yan visited you, he would rest for three days, then bathe and burn incense. He would go dressed in plain clothing without bringing anything."

Ye Wanlan paused, "Nothing at all?"

"Oh no, that’s not right, of course I would bring along Her Royal Highness the Princess’s favorite dishes," Qingyun Pendant said, "The crucian carp soup and sautéed asparagus with shrimp that you like, Lord Prince Yan would definitely cook a portion himself and bring it over when he goes."

Ye Wanlan didn’t say anything; she just quietly watched the direction of the morning star without a word.

"So I was wondering earlier, Miss Princess reported a long list of dishes to that boy, how come not a single one was what you used to love eating?" Finally, Qingyun Pendant couldn’t help but voice his confusion.

After a very long silence, Ye Wanlan just softly smiled and replied, "Because Prince Brother is gone, I must always be even more vigilant."

The present era did not allow her the slightest error.

But since she was human, how could she possibly never make mistakes?

Neither she nor the King of Yan were gods, but in the past, when mistakes were made, they could cover for each other, what about now?

Silently, Ye Wanlan returned to the campsite, which was brightly lit with lanterns.

"Miss Ye!" Seeing her, Bing He wiped his sweat and took a deep breath, "You finally showed up; the master has been looking for you, nearly going mad."

Exaggerating Yan Tingfeng’s reaction a bit should be no problem, right?

"I’m sorry, I just went out for a walk; I’ll let you know in advance next time," Ye Wanlan said, "Where is your master?"

Bing He immediately led the way, "Over here, Miss Ye, please follow me."

By the bonfire, Tingfeng stood to the side, the firelight reflecting on his handsome features, yet still so chillingly aloof.

Bing He stepped forward, "Master, Miss Ye has been found."

Hearing this, Yan Tingfeng turned his head, the sharpness in his eyebrows and eyes dissipating, turning into a gentle pool of spring water.

"I’m glad Miss Ye is safe," Tingfeng said, "It’s not that I’m being overly protective, it’s just that the earthquake warning center has released new information, and we might have a few more quakes to deal with shortly."

"I’m sorry, and thank you for this time. Without you, I wouldn’t have been able to come out so smoothly," Ye Wanlan thought for a moment and took out a candy from her pocket, "Want some?"

She herself didn’t like candies, it was actually because He Jia couldn’t stand anything bitter.

Tingfeng took it, "Is this... a way to pacify children?"

"Suppose so," Ye Wanlan pondered, then raised an eyebrow, "So, did it work on you?"

Tingfeng peeled the candy wrapper and placed the clear lychee candy into his mouth, "What if I said it didn’t?"

Ye Wanlan took out another candy, "How about one more?"

"Now you’ve convinced me," Tingfeng chuckled, "It’s getting late, Miss Ye should rest."

Bing He, "..."

Why did he feel like their Young Master was acting a bit like a child?

He must have seen it wrong.

After escorting Ye Wanlan to her quarters, Tingfeng looked down at the second piece of candy.

Meanwhile, Bing He received a call from Section 723.

"Young Master, there’s a call from the department; they’ve found the tomb robbers," Bing He said with an indescribable expression, "It’s just—"

Tingfeng tilted his head slightly, "What is it?"

"It’s just that they’ve all been knocked out, and we don’t know who did it," Bing He cautiously explained, "We were able to locate them because they turned on their phones and we captured a faint signal."

Tingfeng smiled lightly, "Maybe it wasn’t voluntary."

She had helped him again.

"Young Master?" Bing He was taken aback.

But Tingfeng didn’t explain, instead instructing, "Pack up; we’re heading back to Jiangcheng."

**

The next morning.

Professor Xue and Professor Foo were already waiting at Ye Wanlan’s door, and after confirming that she really hadn’t suffered any serious injuries, they let out a sigh of relief together.

"Wanlan, you saved me this time, and I really don’t know how to thank you," Professor Xue said earnestly, "Not to mention the great contribution you made to our Archaeological Center, I definitely have to get you a good reward."

Ye Wanlan spoke, "Professor, this was my own volition—"

"Hey, your willingness is one thing, but that doesn’t mean I can exploit you because of that, now can I?" Professor Xue glared.

"Professor," Ye Wanlan paused to think, "Besides that dagger, I want to donate something to Yunjing Museum."

The significance of the Concentricity Pendant was indeed great to her, but it would mean more for her to place it in Yunjing Museum, allowing more of the People of Shenzhou to see this pinnacle of ancient jewelry craftsmanship.

One mustn’t forget the possessions of one’s ancestors.

Professor Xue was taken aback, "What else do you have?"

Ye Wanlan opened the box containing the Concentricity Pendant, "Professors, please have a look."