Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 175 Straight to the trash! Princess Yongle [1 Update]

Chapter 175: 175 Straight to the trash! Princess Yongle [1 Update]

A voice so even and calm, devoid of any fluctuation.

Yet it carried a chill that made one’s heart go cold.

"Who is it?"

When Xiang Yannan turned around and saw a tall figure, he frowned.

The girl was dressed in a long-sleeved black shirt and pants, with her mask and hat also black, obscuring her face.

"All mysterious and sneaky!" Xiang Yannan sized her up and down, "Not bad, the figure is to my liking. I wonder what the face looks like?"

He was accustomed to men and women who liked to cling to the powerful, including many stars.

These people would specifically inquire about the preferences of the sons and daughters of prestigious families like his, then cater to those preferences in hopes of squeezing into high society.

Xiang Yannan was still young this year, but had already encountered many such incidents.

He didn’t turn them away either; he took the advantages they offered, and when he grew tired of them, he’d kick them away without it affecting him at all.

However, what he enjoyed even more was seeing the expressions on these greedy people’s faces when they thought they were about to gain something but ended up with nothing.

Ye Wanlan asked calmly and evenly, "But you don’t want to pick it yourself?"

"Oh?" Xiang Yannan became genuinely interested, "You are indeed more interesting than the last one."

Just as he was about to step forward, he was blocked by two guards, "Young Master, her origins are unknown. If she poses any danger to you—"

"A woman, what big waves can she stir up?" Xiang Yannan waved his hand dismissively, "Do you think everyone is Miss Shiyuan?"

In their circle, only women with absolute strength and power could win respect.

Having one Lin Shiyuan and one Su Ningxiang was already enough; there was no need for others to divide the already limited resources.

"What’s your name? Whose family are you from? What’s your occupation?" Xiang Yannan asked as he walked, "If you come from a good family background, I might be able to help you."

As he spoke, he had already reached out his hand.

However, just as his hand stretched out, still an inch away from Ye Wanlan’s mask, his wrist was suddenly seized.

Xiang Yannan was still smiling, but then he heard a "crack" next to his ear!

His right wrist was broken on the spot.

The incident was so sudden that after a full three seconds of silence, Xiang Yannan let out a pig-like scream of agony, "Ahhhh—!!!"

"Young Master!" The guards finally reacted, their expressions greatly altered, and they rushed forward.

But Ye Wanlan did not give them a chance to save Xiang Yannan.

She bent her knees and lifted a leg, delivering a blow to Xiang Yannan’s lower body.

An even more intense pain surged over him like a tidal wave, engulfing Xiang Yannan’s consciousness.

Having received the most excruciating blow to his most vulnerable part, his vision darkened, and he was almost knocked unconscious with pain.

"Young Master!"

"Stop!"

The two guards rushed to save Xiang Yannan but couldn’t even get close to Ye Wanlan’s body.

"Bang!"

"Thud thud!"

After two sounds, the bodies of the guards were thrown out, crashing hard onto the ground without the strength to struggle, having passed out outright.

Ye Wanlan didn’t hold back. She slowly moved her hand up and grasped Xiang Yannan’s neck, lifting him up.

At this moment, Xiang Yannan finally realized the girl before him was not some vain and greedy person seeking to use his status, but a vengeful spectre coming to claim a life!

"You... who are you..." Xiang Yannan’s face turned a shade of blue, breathing and speaking were extremely difficult, yet he still attempted to intimidate, "My last name is Xiang, I... blargh!"

Ye Wanlan applied pressure to her grip, and Xiang Yannan could no longer utter a word.

For the first time, he felt death closing in.

"Avoid surveillance?" Ye Wanlan asked indifferently, "I can also hide, but can you hide now?"

Xiang Yannan’s face had turned the gray of impending death, and the lack of oxygen meant he could no longer hear what Ye Wanlan was saying.

Ye Wanlan’s hand let go.

With a "thump," Xiang Yannan fell to the ground, rolling down the steps to the bottom, also passing out.

As for the dagger...

The dagger was no longer in Xiang Yannan’s house but had been delivered to the Xiang family’s old mansion.

Ye Wanlan wiped the dust from her hands and walked outside.

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!" Rong Yu, holding a camera, followed, his face animated, "I got it all on tape. I must learn this neat skill from you sometime when we’re free. How long have you been learning? You have amazing skills!"

"Over a thousand years."

Rong Yu: "???"

Did he hear wrong, or was Student Ye joking with him?!

Ye Wanlan did not turn around, "I’m going to the museum, no need to follow."

Yunjing Museum is the largest museum in Shenzhou and operates on a reservation system. Today, being a workday, it was still bursting with visitors.

This was Ye Wanlan’s first visit to Yunjing Museum, and she was awed by the rich collection here.

Spanning over five thousand years of Shenzhou’s history, from the primitive cavemen at the top of the mountains to modern times, it had everything one could imagine.

"Miss Ye?"

Someone tentatively called out.

Ye Wanlan turned around.

"Miss Ye, it really is you." Curator Xiang was delighted, "How come you’re in Yunjing? I heard from the Archaeological Center that both Princess Yongning’s Concentricity Pendant and Princess Jingan’s Golden Step Shake were found by you, and I haven’t even had the chance to fly to Jiangcheng to thank you!"

Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "I came to settle some family issues, and to visit in passing; I like museums very much."

Museums were places that could calm her mind; there were many historical relics here and each one represented a segment of history, a story.

Walking into the museum felt like retracing the long river of Shenzhou’s history that flowed for five thousand years.

"Settling family issues?" Curator Xiang was puzzled, "Does Miss Ye have family in Yunjing? What happened? And you had to come all the way from Jiangcheng?"

Ye Wanlan smiled lightly, "I used to, but now... there’s no one left."

Curator Xiang was confused, "I’m sorry, I must have said something wrong."

"Little Tea, Little Glazed..." Qingyun Pendant greeted each antique it had seen before, greeting and crying at the same time, "Woo woo woo, you all are in the museum now, while I can only follow Her Royal Highness the Princess. I am really envious of you!"

However, the antiques called by name still lay quietly within their glass cases, offering no response.

"Ah, well!" Qingyun Pendant stopped crying, "It’s because you’re too silly to talk, hehe, but I’m different, I’m super smart."

Ye Wanlan also felt a headache coming on, she said, "Shut up."

Qingyun Pendant immediately fell silent.

Curator Xiang: "...I didn’t say anything either."

"Curator Xiang, I wasn’t talking to you," Ye Wanlan said politely, "Let’s continue, shall we?"

At this moment, Curator Xiang was plunged into a personal crisis of self-doubt.

If it wasn’t him she was talking to, then who was it?

Could there be a second person here?!

With this thought, Curator Xiang shuddered, moved quickly forward, wrapped his clothes around him, and whispered, "Miss Ye, are you saying that there are ghosts here?"

The possibility was huge!

After all, everything here was ancient, hundreds or thousands of years old, all belonging to the deceased; if something unclean had been brought in...

Curator Xiang was even more afraid, "I’ll go to the Rong Family and ask Old Master Rong to come and exorcise it at once!"

Ye Wanlan sighed lightly, "There can’t be such things in Shenzhou, Curator. Put your mind at ease; just consider that I heard things earlier."

Despite her words, Curator Xiang was still worried, muttering, "It’s better to ask the Rong Family members to take a look, Miss Ye, you wouldn’t have heard things!"

Ye Wanlan gave up on communicating with Curator Xiang and continued on her way.

Suddenly, she stopped in front of a display case.

"This is a treasure we only recovered last year," Curator Xiang said. "It’s a peacock green jade bead necklace; as Miss Ye can see, it’s sized for a child."

Ye Wanlan murmured, "Yongle..."

"Correct, it indeed belonged to Princess Yongle!" Curator Xiang looked at her surprised, "Miss Ye truly has a remarkable archaeological talent to recognize it at a glance."

Ye Wanlan did not respond to his comment. She stared at the necklace, saying in a voice only she could hear, "I didn’t recognize it."

The peacock green jade bead necklace was a birthday present she had given to Princess Yongle while she was still alive.

Among their generation, Yongle was the youngest Imperial Princess, eleven years younger than her.

When she committed self-immolation at Yongle Palace, taking the enemy with her, Princess Yongle was just twelve years old, a figure of staunch character.

But she was so young, burnt alive into mere bones; how could it not have hurt?

Unable to hold back any longer, Qingyun Pendant blurted out, "This was a gift from Her Royal Highness to Princess Yongle! At that time, even Lord Prince Yan went with you to select the material."

"Hm," Ye Wanlan replied with a nod, "I thought this necklace was destroyed in the fire too."

"Yeah, that fire was truly deadly," Curator Xiang continued, still thinking Ye Wanlan was talking to him, lamenting, "But Princess Yongle was indeed resolute, preferring death to submission, a person we should all admire."

Ye Wanlan nodded and continued to look at the other antiques.

**

Meanwhile, at Central Hospital.

"Who did this? Who is responsible for this?" Fifth Uncle Xiang was raging, "You’re all a bunch of good-for-nothings, unable to even protect your own Young Master!"

The two guards dared not speak.

"Aren’t you going to look for people?" Fifth Uncle Xiang shouted, "Contact the main family!"

Stepping on the Xiang Family’s face, this assailant had really kicked an iron plate!