Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 313 Sister Lan VS Transcendent Woman! Brother Yan’s Tenderness [1 Update]

Chapter 313: 313 Sister Lan VS Transcendent Woman! Brother Yan’s Tenderness [1 Update]

Clearly, the opponent hadn’t expected that this time, while attempting to snatch the body, they would encounter resistance.

The tearing force stopped for an instant, but did not leave. Instead, after brewing for a while, it came back with renewed vigor.

Ye Wanlan could clearly feel that this force did not just want to seize her body; it wanted to completely shatter her soul.

Beyond the Transcendent Woman, there seemed to be another force from nature trying to bind her.

This natural force was actually helping the Transcendent Woman to plunder her body.

Perhaps this force had also appeared the first time her body was taken; only she was unguarded at that time and did not perceive it.

Time Betrayer.

Ye Wanlan thought of the term the Transcendent Woman had once mentioned.

But what exactly did this term mean?

Even if heaven itself tried to stop her, she would not give it the chance!

Within her body, a silent battle raged; Ye Wanlan’s body was still in a coma, and beads of sweat emerged on her forehead.

Yan Tingfeng took out a wet towel to wipe the sweat away, his expression growing colder, "As expected..."

Although both he and the Rong Family could not comprehend how a living person’s body could be possessed by a foreign soul, he knew that he could not help Ye Wanlan right now. She had to rely on herself.

But if something truly happened to her, he would spare no cost.

At this moment, Ye Wanlan’s hand moved, and her long lashes trembled violently.

Yan Tingfeng reached out, holding her fingers and keenly noticed that her body temperature was steadily climbing.

He frowned slightly, then began to transmit Inner Strength into her body to cool her down.

Time passed—

"Boom!"

It was as if an explosion sounded beside her, and Ye Wanlan’s breathing steadied, her body temperature beginning to return to normal.

Yan Tingfeng’s expression changed, "Xiao Wan?"

He let go of her hand, speaking lightly, "Bing He, bring the prepared food."

Bing He responded and promptly left to carry out the task.

In this moment, after being in a coma for a full eight hours, Ye Wanlan finally woke up.

She slowly opened her eyes, saying coldly, "Useless things."

Capable only of snatching others’ bodies, but not daring to show their own faces—a waste.

Just as Bing He, who had received the order, pushed the door open and entered, "..."

Why was Miss Ye scolding him as soon as she woke up?

He felt wronged!

Although sometimes he was a bit foolish, he always followed orders diligently, so how was he useless?

"It’s not about you," Yan Tingfeng gestured with his hand for Bing He to hand over the plate of food; "Go out."

"Yes," Bing He respectfully said, and went out, closing the door behind him.

He scratched his head, unable to fathom the situation.

If Miss Ye wasn’t talking about him, then who was she talking to?

There was no one else in the room.

Bing He grew sadder the more he thought about it and began to squat down and draw circles on the ground.

Inside the room, Yan Tingfeng carefully helped Ye Wanlan sit up with one hand, while holding a cup of prepared saline water in the other, "Drink some water first."

After a cup of warm water, Ye Wanlan also regained some strength, "Thank you."

Yan Tingfeng then watched her finish a piece of pastry before asking, "Did she come just now?"

"Mhm," Ye Wanlan replied indifferently, "Now I can be at ease. My body won’t be taken over by her again."

During the struggle for her body against the Transcendent Woman, she heard a piercing scream from her opponent, followed by the vanishing of the force tearing at her body. She also felt her soul become more complete than ever before, reaching a new realm.

Hearing these words, Yan Tingfeng’s brow finally smoothed completely, "That’s good."

"However, I can also confirm that she is indeed still in this world," Ye Wanlan’s gaze lowered slowly, her eyes filled with a lethal intent, "She must not be left alive!"

She might have regained control of her body, but what about others?

"Mhm," Yan Tingfeng reached out his hand, paused in the air, and finally decided to ruffle her hair, "You rest for now. We will investigate this matter."

He stood up to leave, shutting the door behind him.

Ye Wanlan reached out, pressing her temples.

Although her body had suffered no physical harm, her soul had undergone a fierce battle and she felt utterly exhausted.

Ye Wanlan continued to eat desserts to replenish her strength.

The meals Yan Tingfeng had prepared were all to her taste.

After finishing, Ye Wanlan turned around, "Are you back, eldest senior brother?"

"I shouldn’t have left," Xie Linyuan frowned, "As soon as I did, you almost had an accident, and I was powerless to help despite being right there."

"It’s not the fault of the eldest senior brother," Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, "I passed out suddenly, and I worried you all, it’s my fault."

"Little Junior Sister, this guy does care about you," Xie Linyuan said all of a sudden, "You were unconscious for eight hours, and he kept you company for eight hours. I saw his expression; he was very anxious."

People are creatures of pretense, but no one can disguise themselves all the time without showing any flaws.

Thus, his assessment period for Yan Tingfeng came to an end.

The rest is for his Prince Brother to handle.

Ye Wanlan’s gaze softened, and she smiled slightly, "I know."

She always abided by one principle.

Be good to those who are good to her.

Maybe at the beginning, her acquaintance with Yan Tingfeng had a utilitarian aspect, but by now, they had become trustworthy friends.

"Then, eldest senior brother won’t disturb you anymore," Xie Linyuan raised an eyebrow, "Rest, and call me anytime if you need anything."

**

The next day.

Due to Ye Wanlan’s sudden fainting, the program team had postponed their journey to South City, rebooking the flight for the following day.

"Miss Ye, why don’t you rest for another two days before you leave?" the director suggested, "There’s no rush with the shooting; your health is more important."

"I’m fine, don’t worry, director," Ye Wanlan smiled lazily, "I know my own body, and I’m in good health."

Unable to persuade her, the director could only agree.

Three and a half hours later, the program team arrived in South City.

"Where is Miss Ye?" After dropping off the luggage at the hotel, the director did a quick check and realized Ye Wanlan was missing, which made him anxious again.

"Oh, just now Mr. Yan said that Miss Ye hasn’t seen her teacher in a long time, and he’s accompanying Miss Ye to visit her teacher," the assistant director said, "She won’t be back for dinner tonight."

"I see," with that, the director breathed a sigh of relief, "Let’s well prepare for the shooting tomorrow."

Meanwhile, South City, inside a small house in the woods.

Yan Tingyue was mending a stage costume, quietly listening to the person across from her speak.

"Elder Yan, Global Center is inviting you to perform—that’s a recognition of your strength," the middle-aged man coaxed gently, "Imagine if you go, wouldn’t our Kunqu opera also make its way abroad? It’s a win-win situation!"

Yan Tingyue remained calm and was not swayed by the remark, smiling faintly, "If I go, do you really believe I’ll be able to come back?"

In her youth, when Shenzhou’s economy was just beginning to recover, it faced triple pressures from the Northern Lands, the Starman Federal Empire, and Global Center.

Over the years, how many plane crashes, ship disappearances, and disappearances of leading figures in various fields... even though she had retired to live in seclusion in the mountains, she had heard about these incidents.

Some time ago, with Ye Wanlan’s help, a new Kunqu troupe was just established and had put on a performance that won much applause.

So soon after, people from Global Center approached her, and she naturally suspected their true intentions.

"Elder Yan, what are you saying?" the middle-aged man pretended to be puzzled, "Kunqu opera was already listed as an Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity long ago, and with the World Cultural Heritage Center located in Global Center, going there would truly bring out the value of Kunqu opera!"

Yan Tingyue drank her tea unperturbed, still smiling, "I’m old, the world belongs to the young. With my current physical state, I can’t perform on stage, so what good would going do?"

At this statement, the middle-aged man’s face grew unsightly.

"Those young talents I’ve recently accepted have not yet mastered the skills of Kunqu opera," Yan Tingyue said in her calm voice, "If they make a mistake on the stage of Global Center, it would be a disgrace to Shenzhou, which I cannot afford."

She certainly wanted to promote Kunqu opera, but absolutely not by relying on outsiders.

Those not of our kind must have different hearts.

Especially Global Center which, for so many years, had harbored a persistent desire to plunder Shenzhou’s culture.

The smile on the middle-aged man’s face finally disappeared completely and his voice turned ice cold, "So, Elder Yan insists on staying secluded in South City and refuses to leave?"

Yan Tingyue stopped talking and instead bent her head, slowly arranging the stage costume.

"No offense, Elder Yan," the middle-aged man sighed, "I had good intentions inviting you, but since you refuse to go, I have to take you with me."

Yan Tingyue suddenly looked up, her elderly eyes becoming sharp in that moment, "Have you become a lapdog for Global Center?"

"Water flows downhill, people seek higher positions, how can you speak like that, Elder Yan?" the middle-aged man shook his head, "You should know, Shenzhou is not what it used to be. Nowadays, Global Center is the best place for development."

Being elderly, Yan Tingyue was no match for the middle-aged man; she shook with anger, "A lapdog is a lapdog; what’s there to argue about!"

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind and grabbed the middle-aged man’s arm.

At the same time, a faint voice fell, "Who did you say you’re taking away?"