Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 312 Mishap, roll out of her body! [2 more]

Chapter 312: 312 Mishap, roll out of her body! [2 more]

Ye Wanlan suddenly fainted, which gave Yan Tingfeng, who had just found her, quite a shock.

His eyes and hands were quick, and he caught her in time, preventing her from falling to the ground.

Rong Qi stepped forward and placed his fingers on Ye Wanlan’s right wrist.

Three seconds later, he slowly shook his head, "Her pulse is stable; I can’t find anything wrong."

At this moment, a stable pulse was actually an extremely bad omen.

Plus, the fact that even the Great Purity Pulse couldn’t detect any condition caused Rong Qi to feel secretly alarmed.

Without pinpointing the cause of illness, there was no way to provide proper treatment, so how could they wake Ye Wanlan up?

"Let’s go," Yan Tingfeng said without hesitation, scooping Ye Wanlan up horizontally in his arms, "Go call a doctor."

Rong Qi nodded, "Ordinary doctors probably can’t save her; I’ll get my mother to come here."

Yan Tingfeng did not have Bing He drive, but instead, relying on peerless Qinggong, he quickly returned to the hotel.

After placing Ye Wanlan on the bed, he reached out to feel her forehead temperature and checked her pulse again.

Everything was normal.

Strange.

For the first time, Yan Tingfeng found that his usually calm and untroubled heart could not settle down, and his hand was even trembling.

This has never happened during his long years.

After suppressing the turmoil inside, Yan Tingfeng’s fingers lightly touched Ye Wanlan’s forehead.

Several seconds later, his body shook.

The Beiming Arts couldn’t wake up Ye Wanlan either?

What on earth had happened within the short hour of his absence?

"Stupid Qingyun, what’s happened to Her Royal Highness the Princess?" the Jade Luan Pin asked in panic, "Do you remember what happened earlier?"

The Qingyun Pendant replied honestly, "All I remember is the Imperial Jade Seal suddenly appearing, and I said it might be because the Jade Seal is sentient, knowing Her Royal Highness had come, so it came to find Her Royal Highness. After that, there was a flash of light, and it seems like the Imperial Jade Seal—"

It faltered a bit here.

If it hadn’t seen wrongly, the Imperial Jade Seal seemed to have turned into a beam of light and entered Ye Wanlan’s body?!

Even though it, as a talking antique, was already a supernatural existence.

Yet such events were still incredibly unbelievable to it.

The Imperial Jade Seal’s legend has many versions, but one unchanging fact is that it is a sentient piece of jade, having passed through the hands of generations of emperors, its spirituality and fate immeasurable.

"I saw it too!" the Jade Luan Pin became more anxious, "Not long after, Her Royal Highness fell into a coma, and it’s unclear what exactly happened."

"Little Junior Sister!"

A voice sounded, and Xie Linyuan jumped in through the window.

At that moment he came in, Yan Tingfeng suddenly opened his eyes, looking in his direction.

But now, the two of them had no time for confrontation.

"Ah Lan? Little Junior Sister?" Xie Linyuan, looking at the unconscious Ye Wanlan, furrowed his brows.

He had only left for a day, so how had Ye Wanlan suddenly become unconscious?

He was relieved that heaven had given Princess Yongning another life and finally a healthy body.

She could do more things, fulfilling her grand ambitions.

And they would always stand behind her, offering the greatest support.

But now...

Xie Linyuan was burning with impatience, but there was nothing he could do; he could only stand by, waiting anxiously.

Three hours later, Su Yingxia arrived at Fengyuan.

"That’s the situation," Rong Qi described the events in a low voice, "I’m hoping you can take a look and see what is going on."

"Even if you didn’t say so, I would do my best," Su Yingxia said with a solemn expression as she opened her medical kit and first took out a medicine, making Ye Wanlan swallow it.

However, after the medicine was taken, Ye Wanlan’s condition showed no change.

Su Yingxia also grew nervous, taking out several silver needles and slowly inserting them into several of Ye Wanlan’s acupoints.

Su Yingxia, as the Third Elder of the Su Family, naturally had excellent medical skills.

Yet she tried several methods, and not a single one worked.

"I’m sorry..." Su Yingxia’s hand pressed against her forehead, "I just don’t know what’s happening to Ah Lan now."

"..."

The room was deathly silent.

"What’s happened to Miss Ye?" the director ran over in a fluster, "Why did she suddenly faint?"

Not long after Ye Wanlan left, the abnormal celestial phenomena had dissipated.

When they went to look for Ye Wanlan, they found that she was nowhere to be found outside the Imperial Palace.

In the end, it was Yan Tingfeng and Rong Qi who found her in Yongle Palace, already unconscious.

Such strange occurrences were unheard of to the director, who had always lived under the flag of materialism.

At this moment, his worldview had begun to shake.

Even Su Yingxia was at a loss for how to treat Ye Wanlan’s condition, who else could save her?

As if struck by a thought, Rong Qi’s expression changed slightly, and he blurted out, "Brother Yan, could it be—"

Yan Tingfeng’s eyes also changed in an instant.

Among those present, only they knew of the incident that had happened to Ye Wanlan—

Her body had been occupied by a foreign soul, which robbed her of four years.

According to Ye Wanlan, she had been taken over without any warning by this foreign soul, and thus spent four years unable to control her own body, bearing the infamy for someone else’s crimes.

Although she spoke of it lightly, Yan Tingfeng knew those four years had been a time of profound darkness for Ye Wanlan.

What kind of effort must she have made to get to where she was today?

"You all go out," Yan Tingfeng tucked the corner of Ye Wanlan’s blanket and with his eyelashes shielding the murderous look in his pupils, he said indifferently, "I’ll stay here with her until she wakes up."

"But—" Su Yingxia wanted to say something but was already being led out by Rong Qi.

The director and other members of the crew also discreetly left the room.

The door closed, the wind blew gently, and everything returned to calmness once more.

With a flick of Yan Tingfeng’s finger, a "swoosh" enveloped him and the entire bed with the Beiming Arts.

If Xiao Wan was the one to wake up, then all would be well.

If it turned out to be that nonsensical Transcendent Woman...

Then today, even if he had to feed all his flesh and blood to the Life-Devouring Gu within him, unlocking the seal that restricted his powers, he would tear the Transcendent Woman’s soul to pieces.

...

Ye Wanlan had a very long dream.

The dream began with a blaze. The palace coup started, rebels entered, the palaces caught fire. She had just been born, and the Empress was unable to leave. Har Jia carried her on his back to escape.

For years they wandered outside the palace, pursued by many, nearly losing their lives several times.

At last, all the rebels were exterminated, and she and her brother could return to the Imperial Palace.

When she was five, she asked Ning Zhaozong—

Could she enter the East Palace, to one day rule over all?

Ning Zhaozong laughed heartily and touched her head, saying, "As long as Yongning wishes it, there is nothing Yongning cannot do."

Indeed, she did it, and did it well.

Even in the months before her death, Ning Zhaozong was considering abdicating to become a leisurely Retired Emperor.

But she ultimately fell one step short of that empress seat.

Ye Wanlan also dreamed of what happened after her death, just as the history books recorded: "She was buried with the rites of an emperor. All officials mourned for thirty-six days, and the whole land wore hemp in mourning."

But after her departure, the Ning Dynasty still prospered, with countless principalities visiting each year to pay tribute.

This glorious dream ended with meteorites falling from the sky, the continent fracturing and collapsing, and the Six Great Sects, the Four Directions Nobility, and the Eight Hundred Vassals dying to protect Shenzhou.

The last of the dream was still a sea of blood.

She was standing in the midst of an endless plain, surrounded by corpses piled high, indistinguishable from one another.

Not until Ye Wanlan felt a force desperately tugging at her soul did she suddenly come back to her senses from the dream.

The last time she had felt such a sensation had been more than four years ago.

But unlike last time, where she hadn’t even had the chance to react before losing her body, this time, her body was not taken from her immediately; the force was still struggling against her.

With a "swoosh," Ye Wanlan’s eyes flew open.

Get out of her body, now!