Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 487 In the current Shenzhou, you have seen [1 more update]

Chapter 487: 487 In the current Shenzhou, you have seen [1 more update]

Hua Yingyue’s expression suddenly froze, and her gaze turned fierce, "What are you trying to say?!"

Even if she thought that the girl before her shared Xiang Lan’s pride, the same unyielding spine, the same nonchalant demeanor.

But in her heart, no one could match Xiang Lan’s status.

No one!

However, she had returned to Shenzhou in such a bizarre state, so why couldn’t Princess Yongning do the same?

"I have never believed in ghosts and deities in my life," Hua Yingyue’s gaze locked tightly onto her face, "If there really were ghosts and deities, they should have shown themselves long ago!"

"What a coincidence," Ye Wanlan smiled, "I’m the same as you, I also never believe in these things, neither does Shenzhou."

Hua Yingyue stepped forward, pressing her step by step, "You say you are her, what proof do you have?"

When she said this, her voice trembled.

It was anger, rage, and also suspicion, an uncertainty she dared not confirm.

"This is indeed difficult for me," Ye Wanlan replied very calmly, with a smile in her voice, "Why don’t you test me to see if I can answer satisfactorily and meet your expectations?"

Hua Yingyue asked word by word, "When you were nine years old and I came to find you, what did Uncle Wang draw on your face?"

Ye Wanlan’s expression paused for a moment with an "I knew it" look.

Hua Yingyue sternly said, "Say it quickly!"

Ye Wanlan sighed, finally saying, "A turtle."

Every time Xiang Qingtian returned to Capital Fengyuan, he liked to draw various patterns on her face while she was exhausted and asleep.

When she caught him doing it, he would vigorously argue that he did so because her usual studies were so heavy, her face lacked smiles, and she needed something to liven her up.

She could tolerate it when he drew cats or birds, but a turtle was simply too much for her.

Fortunately, only she and Hua Yingyue knew about this event; even He Jia had not heard of it.

"It really is you..." Hua Yingyue froze, unable to believe as she murmured a nickname that had been hidden in her heart, "Ah Lan?"

Ye Wanlan softly said, "It truly is me."

The fact was directly before her eyes, but Hua Yingyue’s hands trembled fiercely.

She had been present at Princess Yongning’s funeral.

She had also accompanied Princess Yongning for the final part of her life’s journey.

She had watched with her own eyes as Princess Yongning’s body was placed into a coffin and buried, and she had mourned along with the officials for thirty-six days.

The world donned white mourning clothes, the entire nation grieved.

Even those Jianghu people who usually didn’t get along well with the Imperial Court spontaneously went to pay respects to Princess Yongning.

This was a heavy blow for the Xiang Imperial Family.

Ning Zhaozong was heartbroken to the extreme, and he followed her in death a few years later.

Afterward, the young Xiang Chen ascended the throne, and Princess Jing’an naturally became the Prince Regent, continuing the glory of the Ning Dynasty.

As Princess Yongning’s playmate from her childhood, Hua Yingyue’s inner sorrow was not less than that of He Jia.

She told herself that only by securing the Eastern Wilderness and ensuring that the People of Shenzhou would never again suffer from the ravages of war could she face Xiang Lan without shame when her time came.

Hua Yingyue had never thought that they would meet again in such a way.

"Ah Lan, you..." Hua Yingyue tried hard to lift the corners of her mouth, but she was crying as she smiled, "How did you change this much? I couldn’t even recognize you, you’ve become prettier than before, and healthier..."

She, more than anyone, wished for Princess Yongning to have a healthy body, no longer tormented by illness.

"Impossible," Ye Wanlan smiled gently, "Even if you cannot recognize me, I will tell you."

Hua Yingyue, trembling, reached out her hand, wanting to hold Ye Wanlan, to feel if she truly existed, but her arms grasped at nothing.

She was stunned once more, her smile turning bitter, "Look at me, I can’t even embrace you now; what have I become..."

She extended her hand again, but it still passed through Ye Wanlan.

What, exactly, was she now?

"No need to be upset; at least we have met again," Ye Wanlan said with a faint smile, "Yingyue, since we have met again, then hope becomes greater."

"Yes, seeing you again brings hope," Hua Yingyue choked out, "Being able to see you now, I would have no regrets even if I died completely."

"Don’t say such disheartening things," Ye Wanlan shook her head gently, "I will find a way to bring you all back completely."

At that moment, the door was knocked on.

Ye Wanlan gathered her thoughts and looked up, "Come in."

Xing Yue pushed the door open, "Lanlan, people from the Global Center Supernatural Affairs Office want to see you, they’re interested in understanding the situation back then." She flexed her fists, "I told them directly that you need to rest and recuperate, and if they dare to resist, I’ll throw them into the sea."

"No need." Ye Wanlan sighed, recalling the chat history in the group, "Have him come in later."

"Ok, I’ll let them know." Xing Yue nodded, "If you need anything, just call for me, and my fists will be ready."

Upon hearing this, Hua Yingyue frowned and asked, "Global Center, what place is that?"

Although she had never left Shenzhou, she was well aware of the division of power in the world at the time.

The only thing that reached her ears was the Northern Lands.

The surrounding small countries of the Shenzhou Land Continent were all vassals, paying tribute each year.

"According to historical records, after the battle of ten thousand soldiers, a portion of the People of Shenzhou and others from different regions entered a new continent." Ye Wanlan spoke casually, "This continent is to the south of Shenzhou, separated by the Nanling Sea, hence named ’Global Center.’"

The Global Center was a region that rose abruptly three hundred years ago; it was not a nation but accommodated elites and geniuses from all over the world.

"Nowadays, the world’s number one university is also named with the word ’Shenzhou’." Ye Wanlan continued, "The first president and investor named it in memory of Shenzhou’s glory three hundred years ago."

"Bullshit memorial!" Hua Yingyue scoffed, "It seems to me, they want to steal something!"

Clever people can always find clues in the most ordinary events.

"That’s what I think too." Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "Do you remember, during the palace coup, the ’Heavenly Inception Grand Canon’ was also burnt?"

"Indeed." Hua Yingyue frowned, "This was told to me by my aunt, she said that the Grand Ancestor compiled the ’Heavenly Inception Grand Canon’ and it was always sealed within the palace, accessible only by each Emperor."

She had also heard Ning Zhaozong regret countless times that he should not have adhered to any filial piety and should have rebelled against the incompetent and muddleheaded old Emperor earlier.

He became a patricide and a fratricide, bearing the curse for eternity, but his contributions over the centuries had already offset those sins.

Hua Yingyue thought, if she had been in Zhaozong’s situation, she would certainly have made the same choice.

Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "Now you and I can rest assured, the portion of the ’Heavenly Inception Grand Canon’ that was burned was just a copy, and it contained many errors."

"What?!" Hua Yingyue was astonished, "Are you saying that you have found the real ’Heavenly Inception Grand Canon’?"

Indeed, at the time, Zhaozong also said that given the Grand Ancestor’s meticulous planning and foresight, it was unlikely that he only left behind one copy of the ’Heavenly Inception Grand Canon’.

But despite searching all over Shenzhou, they found nothing.

"Yes." Ye Wanlan detailed the encounter with the residual thoughts of Great Ancestor Ning atop the Phoenix Origin Pagoda to Hua Yingyue, "The geniuses under Grand Ancestor’s command anticipated future calamities, so he was prepared early on."

"It’s no wonder he’s the Grand Ancestor!" Hua Yingyue murmured, "Without his foresight, one can only imagine the extent of disaster that could have ensued."

"It was after reading some of the diagrams in the ’Heavenly Inception Grand Canon’ that I confirmed the palace coup involved outsiders meddling." Ye Wanlan’s eyes narrowed, "Because the technology used at the Global Center is exactly the same as recorded in the ’Heavenly Inception Grand Canon,’ but as they obtained a faulty version, many technologies were unsuccessful and had to be shelved."

Without the support of these technologies from Shenzhou, how could the Global Center possibly become the best in the world in just three hundred years?

Hua Yingyue’s gaze turned stern, "It’s a conspiracy that has been laid out for a very long time."

She had never met her parents and brothers, but she had heard the story of Old King Qin from different people multiple times.

Her father and brothers should not have humiliatingly died at the hands of their own countrymen.

And the sudden coup had caught everyone by surprise.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

The door was knocked on again at this moment.

Wen Chaosheng snuck in and, glancing at Ye Wanlan, cleared his throat, "Miss Ye, I’m a worker from the Supernatural Affairs Office, here to inquire about some incidents that occurred in East Desolate City."

Then Xing Yue clapped her hands contentedly and exited the room, closing the door.

Once the room was left with only Ye Wanlan and him, Wen Chaosheng’s demeanor changed in an instant, "Oh my, Miss YN! What kind of hardship have you endured!"

No wonder Rich Sister didn’t believe Miss YN’s message in the group chat saying she had "suffered some superficial injuries."

What superficial injuries?

She was covered in wounds!

"Hardships? Not really." Ye Wanlan’s gaze fell on Hua Yingyue and she smiled, "It’s not bad, I’m fine."

"No, no, this is really not a minor injury." Wen Chaosheng panicked, "I will go get some medicine from my boss, Miss YN, you wait here!"

Having said that, he ran off in a hurry.

Yan Tingfeng, who had just come over as well, glanced at Wen Chaosheng’s retreating figure. He turned his head back indifferently, and his eyes softened when they landed on Ye Wanlan, "How are you feeling now?"

Hua Yingyue stared intently at Yan Tingfeng.

This man...