Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 234 Past, Huo Family, Landlord Fall-Off-Horse Warning! [2 Updates]

Chapter 234: 234 Past, Huo Family, Landlord Fall-Off-Horse Warning! [2 Updates]

It’s not made up.

This segment of history was personally experienced by him, and it was a painful memory that one could not easily forget.

Yongning Palace was the second most auspicious feng shui site in Fengyuan City, after the Imperial Palace.

When he and the Sect Leaders of Penglai and Beiming arrived in Fengyuan, the Imperial Palace had already been destroyed.

Pavilions, terraces, and towers had all collapsed; treasures of gold, silver, and precious stones, as well as antique relics, were scattered everywhere.

The only place suitable for arranging the defensive formation was Yongning Palace.

Yongning Palace was also the last place he stayed before he went into his deep slumber.

Before his slumber, he had asked Rong Shi, the Sect Leader of Great Purity Sect, to freeze his body in ice.

He didn’t know whether he would ever wake up, but he believed in always having a contingency plan.

Thus, the secret that he was the Master of Highest Heaven Tower was passed down from generation to generation, exclusively within the Rong Family, to each successive Supreme Elder of Great Purity Sect.

However, there was one doubt that, despite being the Master of Highest Heaven Tower and Supreme Martial Arts Master, had puzzled him all this time.

The strangely dressed, unknown enemies somehow knew about Princess Yongning.

At that time, it had been six years since Princess Yongning had passed away, and after Ning Zhaozong’s death, the young Emperor Yongshun had ascended to the throne.

Even the leading generals had once said, "Thankfully Princess Yongning is dead, otherwise we wouldn’t know when this war could have been launched."

From that statement, he could glean two extremely important pieces of information.

First, the enemies had been planning this invasion for a long time, but they had been quietly biding their time because Princess Yongning was still alive.

Second, as he had suspected and as the prophecy of the Rong Family stated—If Princess Yongning lives, Daning thrives. As long as Princess Yongning was alive, these people would not have been able to set foot in Shenzhou.

These enemies had planned to use Yongning Palace as a sacrificial offering to celebrate their victory in the final battle of the invasion of Shenzhou.

But in the end, they were unsuccessful.

Heavenly Moat unfolded with Yongning Palace at its center, protecting Shenzhou.

Three hundred years later, Yongning Palace still looked as new as in the old days.

"What did you say?" Rong Yu didn’t catch it, "Are you mumbling insults about me? Alright, alright, I’ve always known you all talk about me being a fool behind my back."

Yan Tingfeng looked up, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mirth, "Actually, sometimes you’re quite clever."

"Hmph, I suspect you’re insulting me by complimenting me, I’m not falling for that," Rong Yu turned his head away, "Student Ye, let’s go, we won’t deal with him."

"Today Xiao Wan needs to take my pulse, I’m afraid I can’t go with you," Yan Tingfeng let out a small cough and his complexion turned slightly pale.

Ye Wanlan turned around, "Mm, indeed I have to take a pulse today, there are more herbs available here in Fengyuan City, I’ll buy some later."

Rong Yu looked at Yan Tingfeng with gritted teeth, "Keep on pretending, pretend to death!"

Hadn’t he seen how Yan Tingfeng, with a single hand, could intimidate the Xiang Family members?

How come the moment he encountered Ye Wanlan, he started to cough and show symptoms of illness, his face turning pale?

He bet that Yan Tingfeng’s next move would be to appear frail and cough up blood!

"Sister Lan, the Yongning Palace just released tickets again, I’ve already booked for all of us," Fang Qingli waved her smartphone, "Have you guys thought about what wishes to make to Princess Yongning? I’ve decided, I want to become rich and wealthy every single day."

"Vulgar," Jiang Xulin scoffed softly.

If wishes could really come true, he wished that all who had killed his parents would go down and join them in death.

"Then I want Princess Yongning to boost my intelligence," Rong Yu declared loudly, "Tomorrow, I’ll definitely pay my respects from the beginning to the end of the palace."

"Don’t wish!" an extremely young male voice exclaimed, grinding his teeth, "Do you see my leg? I just paid my respects a few days ago."

Ye Wanlan looked back and saw a youth sitting in a wheelchair, one leg in a cast.

Fang Qingli was startled, "What... what happened to your leg, did you get hit by a car right after paying respects?"

"I heard that making a wish at Yongning Palace is very effective, so I traveled a long distance to come here," the young man took a deep breath, "I wished for wealth, and I got the wealth indeed, but it was compensation after being hit by a car, I would have been better off without it!"

Ye Wanlan: "..."

Did her former palace really have that kind of power?

Paying respects to a cold building, why not pay respect to her instead?

"Ah?" Rong Yu was surprised, "Anyway, your wish came true, the process doesn’t matter."

"It matters, it matters a great deal," Fang Qingli immediately pulled out her phone’s memo, "I’m going to write down both my process and the outcome, to prevent any mistakes when my ancestors make my wish come true."

Jiang Xulin had a realization, "You’re right, I’m going to write it down too."

Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly and walked away to take a call, "Professor, I’ve arrived in Fengyuan, looking forward to meeting you."

"What? You’ve arrived?" Professor Xue’s voice pitch soared, "But isn’t the show not starting till next week? The guests haven’t even been announced yet."

"Came early to scout around," Ye Wanlan replied with a faint smile, "I’ve always wanted to come to Fengyuan but never had the chance, it’s perfect to tour the sights a bit earlier."

"Then wait for me, you must wait for me!" Professor Xue said in a rush, "I’m just finishing up this task at hand, and I’ll take the next flight over right away!"

He had a premonition that this trip to Fengyuan was going to be a big deal!

**

The next morning, a group headed to Yongning Palace.

There were indeed many people coming to pay their respects. At the entrance, there was a place to get incense, three sticks per person.

"Sister Lan, won’t you pay your respects?" Fang Qingli asked.

"No need," Ye Wanlan replied, "I’ll just wander around a bit."

Worshiping oneself, no matter how one looks at it, is odd.

Ye Wanlan found a quiet path to walk along; though autumn had arrived, the wind still carried a tinge of dry heat.

From a distance, Ye Wanlan heard crying.

She parted the branches and saw a young boy kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly.

"Oh my beautiful and enchanting ancestors, look, they’re forcing me to learn English. Strike them dead for me!"

Ye Wanlan: "..."

She expressionlessly stepped back, resisting the urge to stride forward and pick the boy up.

She had no such foolish descendant.

The Qingyun Pendant that Ye Wanlan carried with her heard this: "Oh dear mother, do they really think our Her Royal Highness the Princess is omnipotent? Although Her Royal Highness the Princess is indeed proficient in foreign languages, she definitely can’t bless this kind of intelligence."

Three hundred years ago in the Ning Dynasty, when many states came to pay tribute and foreign merchants were plentiful.

As an important diplomat, Princess Yongning was already fluent in the language of the Northern Lands and several other foreign tongues.

"Oh great ancestor, what’s wrong with wanting eternal life? You did nothing wrong! I will capture Monk Tang for you to eat right away!"

"..."

Ye Wanlan pressed a hand to her forehead, preparing to leave.

The others also heard the deafening crying and came over just in time to see the boy with his hands clasped together, muttering incessantly, bowing his head as he wept.

Rong Yu pointed at the weeping boy on the ground: "What’s wrong with him? Student Ye, you didn’t—"

Beat him up, did you?

Ye Wanlan calmly replied, "He’s probably had a breakdown from learning English."

"I know you definitely wouldn’t blame me for not being good at English!" The boy wiped his tears again, "You’re so beautiful and charming, you’d only blame yourself for not having unified the world! Wait for me, wait until the day when the time machine is invented, I will definitely bring the world map to you first!"

"With you and Lord Prince Yan, we can surely unify the world, then I won’t have to learn foreign languages anymore."

Ye Wanlan smiled.

If such a thing were ever to happen, she would certainly make him incapable of looking after himself first.

"Oh great ancestor, I will come to see you again next month." The boy finished worshiping and stood up solemnly, "Whatever you like to eat, you can tell me in your dreams, and I’ll bring it all!"

He patted the dust off himself and turned around, only to see several faces.

"Ah?!" The boy was startled, "You, you all..."

When did these people appear?

Didn’t they see him wailing to the skies just now?

"Forget it, you must forget it!" The boy’s face turned red with effort, "My ancestors are watching here, they’ve cast the Forgetfulness Curse on you, whoosh, it’s all forgotten!"

Everyone: "..."

Yan Tingfeng tilted his head towards Rong Yu with a mock-smile: "Finally there’s someone dumber than you."

Rong Yu was shocked: "Hey, what does that have to do with me? I can pass English!"

The boy’s face reddened further: "Don’t underestimate me, I can pass the exam next time!"

"Wait, aren’t you that guy from the Huo Family, that... that..." Rong Yu felt the boy looked familiar.

He tapped his head, but suddenly couldn’t remember.

This was bad; he didn’t really socialize with his contemporaries from the other major families in Yunjing.

And with so many people in his generation, his memory capacity didn’t help him recognize anyone.

All he remembered was something about the Buddha’s Son of the Capital Circle from the Huo Family?

That seemed to be the term.

It was quite interesting, so he memorized it.

"I remain who I am, my name unchanged, Huo Yungui is me," Huo Yungui said arrogantly, looking up, "I am the most handsome, smartest, and most amazing person in the Huo Family, and you must absolutely forget what happened just now!"

The Huo Family descended from the Divine Strategy Army, one of the Six Great Sects.

In the past, the Divine Strategy Army was stationed at the border and was the first of the Six Great Sects to fall.

Yan Tingfeng glanced at Huo Yungui, didn’t say a word, and kept walking forward to the back of the pavilion.

He remembered writing something here...

"Wow, beautiful sister!" Huo Yungui noticed Ye Wanlan and his eyes lit up, "My name is Huo Yungui, I’m fifteen this year, wait for me seven years, and I will definitely marry you in seven years!"

Rong Yu: "...You can forget about that, you brat!"

"I won’t!" Huo Yungui was very stubborn, "Everyone has a love for beauty, what’s wrong with that?"

Ye Wanlan, having no interest in their childish quarrel, turned away as well.

She noticed the figure of Yan Tingfeng, her eyebrows slightly raised, she walked over and saw him leaning over, his slender, jade-like fingers gently touching a stone.

"Young Master Yan, what are you looking at?"

Yan Tingfeng’s hand shook, but it was too late.

Ye Wanlan followed his fingers and saw writing on the stone, obviously engraved with deep inner strength.

Shen, Xiao.