Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 503 To Prince Brother! [1 More Update]

Chapter 503: 503 To Prince Brother! [1 More Update]

In Rong Yu’s impression, Huo Yunyi, being who he was, should have spent every moment training on the Training Ground or participating in global competitions, certainly not showing up at the doorstep of the Lin Family Old House.

Even, he had never seen Huo Yunyi dressed in such casual clothing.

It was said that aside from a suit that was a necessity for certain occasions, Huo Yunyi’s wardrobe was filled with battle gear.

Yet now, Huo Yunyi was actually wearing grey casual pants, a T-shirt, and a pair of sports shoes, as he walked over.

"Today is Miss Ye’s high school exam, right?" Huo Yunyi asked indifferently, "I finished my practice this morning and caught the earliest flight to Jiangcheng, just in time to make it."

"Of course, I know today is an important day in Student Ye’s life," Rong Yu choked, "I just want to know why you’re here to join the excitement."

Huo Yunyi gave him a cold glance, not wanting to converse.

His mood was not good.

For that morning, when he got into the car, Huo Yungui had burst out from nowhere, insisting on following him to Jiangcheng, only to end up being beaten by him and sent back to train properly.

"Miss Ye did help the Huo Family find Marshal Huo’s remains, isn’t it strange for Yunyi to make a special trip for that?" Xiang Shaoyu rubbed the fan handle against his palm, glancing at Rong Yu, "Brother Rong, your brother really needs to eat more fish."

"Why should I eat fish? I don’t like fish," Rong Yu said, displeased.

Rong Qi "..."

He lifted his hand, covering Rong Yu’s mouth.

If it were not for Rong Yu’s ability to solve problems that normal people couldn’t think of at critical moments with his abnormal thought process, he would have sewn up Rong Yu’s mouth.

"But it’s too early now, Miss Ye should still be resting." Xiang Shaoyu glanced at the time and asked Rong Qi, "Want to have a game of chess?"

Before Rong Qi could answer, a figure fell from on high.

"There’s no need to play chess since there isn’t much time," Yan Tingfeng turned around and pushed open the gate, "Just come in."

"How come you’re so familiar with Student Ye’s house," Rong Yu muttered, "There’s something fishy!"

The clock was just pointing to six-thirty when Lin Huaijin was already busy in the kitchen.

He had learned from Yan Tingfeng that friends had specially come from afar with the sole purpose of seeing Ye Wanlan off for her exams.

Hearing the movements, Lin Huaijin came out of the kitchen, holding a spatula.

Meeting Ye Wanlan’s elders for the first time, both Xiang Shaoyu and Huo Yunyi felt somewhat restrained, pondering what would be appropriate to call Lin Huaijin.

Completely unaware that he was standing before the heirs of the Five Great Families of Yunjing of this generation, Lin Huaijin warmly greeted, "If you’re Ah Lan’s friends, come in and sit down. Have you all had breakfast? Eat something with Xiao Yan, don’t be shy."

Yan Tingfeng obediently sat at the dining table, his voice containing a smile, "Thank you, uncle."

Uncle?

Xiang Shaoyu was suddenly choked.

Although "uncle" was indeed a very common term of address, why did it sound so bizarre coming from Yan Tingfeng’s mouth?

At seven-thirty, Ye Wanlan and Lin Wenli walked downstairs.

When she saw a group of people already gathered around the dining table, Ye Wanlan’s brows and eyes were undisturbed, not showing any surprise at all.

Lin Wenli was puzzled and walked up to Khor Peiqing, "Mom, who are they? Here to collect debts?"

"What are you talking about?" Khor Peiqing gave him a reproachful look, "They are all friends of Ah Lan and Xiao Yan; they took leave specially to come and wish Ah Lan good luck for her exams."

Lin Wenli silently observed the muscles on Huo Yunyi’s arms, wondering just what Huo Yunyi’s job really was.

"Student Ye, we’re all here to cheer you on," Rong Yu said, "When your exams are done, we’ll send Tingfeng to bring you flowers, aiming to surpass others in both quantity and quality."

Ye Wanlan’s brows raised, "I’ve already received a bouquet from Tingting, which I was very satisfied with."

"That’s a different matter!" Rong Yu’s spirits were high, "Anyway, he’s rich, let him buy a whole flower garden to give to you."

Yan Tingfeng pondered for a moment, then turned his head, "The Medicine Garden from the Zhu Family, do you like it?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Xiang Shaoyu coughed out loud, looking at Yan Tingfeng in disbelief and questioning with his eyes—

Are you serious?

That’s the Zhu Family’s medicine garden passed down for three hundred years over eighteen generations!

"Not bad," Ye Wanlan picked up a freshly steamed bun, her brows raising even higher, "But I don’t need it, no time to manage."

Yan Tingfeng nodded slightly, indicating he took her words to heart.

After breakfast, Ye Wanlan walked to the examination site.

The joint exam sites for Shenzhou High School were always allocated according to one’s registered household district, and by coincidence, Ye Wanlan and her brother Lin Wenli were at the same site, albeit in different rooms.

"Chinese should surely be a breeze for Student Ye," Rong Yu sighed, "But that’s all based on the assumption that neither poem appreciation nor classical Chinese involve any mention of Prince Chu."

Xiang Shaoyu was somewhat puzzled, "What about Prince Xiang Qingtian of Chu? What happened to him?"

"If there were questions featuring the Prince of Chu, Student Ye would choose not to answer," Rong Yu said, "However, this is the high school exam. The situation might be different."

Xiang Shaoyu nodded thoughtfully.

Meanwhile, in Yunjing, at the Lin Family,

"Supreme Elder, the remaining people from the Jiangcheng Lin Family are indeed planning to move into Yunjing after Ye Wanlan and Lin Wenli’s high school exams," the woman said respectfully, "However, they did not sell the old house and have hired specialists to take care of it, perhaps because that old house is one of the few things Lin Weilan left in this world."

Lin Zhushuang sneered, "I knew those branch family members wouldn’t give up their wild hopes. Do they really think that by moving into Yunjing, they can return to the main family someday? They shouldn’t even dream of it!"

"Don’t worry, Supreme Elder," the woman smiled, "After today, Ye Wanlan will be despised by everyone, and her future will be thoroughly ruined."

Lin Zhushuang felt relieved and gratified, her eyes narrowed with anticipation, "Then I shall await your good news."

**

For Ye Wanlan, the Chinese language exam was indeed a walk in the park, and she quickly finished all the major questions except for the essay.

After massaging her wrist, she flipped to the last page to check the essay topic.

Upon reading through the material, it all revolved around one thing—

Communication.

The topic could be addressed on a grand or minor scale.

Ye Wanlan had not yet started to contemplate how to frame her essay when suddenly the image of He Jia popped into her mind.

He was a young prince full of vigor, as well as a mighty war god who was invincible in battle.

Prince Brother...

Ye Wanlan silently mouthed this address in her heart.

To her, He Jia’s significance was immensely profound.

If it weren’t for He Jia, she would have died in the Imperial Palace during the palace upheaval long ago.

It was He Jia, five years her senior, who had protected her along the way. If there was only one biscuit, he would definitely give it to her first.

An elder brother is like a father.

How could she not miss him?

Ever since she had watched that segment of He Jia’s historical retrospective, she couldn’t forget it in her midnight dreams.

Communication?

She had her own personal desires.

Ye Wanlan pressed her hand against the paper and remained still for a full thirty seconds before finally lifting her pen to start inscribing her own words on the answer sheet.

By the time she had finished her entire essay, most students had just finished their reading questions and were preparing to start on their essays.

The proctor, while inspecting the exam room, naturally saw this year’s Shenzhou High School joint exam essay topic as well.

It was a material on "communication" and had not designated a topic but was an open-ended question that required candidates to create their own title.

The essay topic seemed easy at first glance, but in order to grasp the core and nuances, it required careful contemplation.

The topic was broad, yet how to see the big picture from a small glimpse, revealing depth in simplicity, tested the students’ foundational skills.

This type of essay question was precisely able to showcase the different levels among the students.

Without a doubt, after the Chinese language exam ended, "high school essay" would once again dominate the top spot on the trending searches.

The proctor continued his rounds and suddenly noticed the girl seated at the third position by the window, holding a pen and silently shedding tears.

He was somewhat puzzled. Was she crying because the essay question was too difficult and she didn’t know how to write it, resulting in feeling so helpless that she burst into tears?

Having proctored exams for many years, he had encountered such situations before.

But if tears were to wet the answer sheet, it would be a losing proposition.

With this in mind, the proctor approached.

However, to his surprise, the girl’s answer sheet was filled with text, and she had already finished writing her essay.

She turned her head to gaze out the window, with eyes brimming with tears, seemingly unaware of the arrival of someone else.

Seeing this, the proctor had a clue and thought that perhaps she was moved to tears while passionately writing her essay.

He was about to leave when his gaze suddenly froze on Ye Wanlan’s answer sheet, where three very striking words stood out—

To Prince Brother.