Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 571 Long time no see, reunion after 300 years【1 more】

Chapter 571: 571 Long time no see, reunion after 300 years【1 more】

Whether in her past life or in this one, Ye Wanlan never felt any different because of any of her identities, for wasn’t everyone a part of the masses?

But the greater the capability, the higher the position, the heavier the responsibilities one must bear.

One must have the virtue to match their status and thus must be able to shoulder the mission they carry.

If she were to step back and cease her actions, then who else would there be?

"You... you dare speak like this?" Hua Yingyue said angrily, "Do you think that just because you are Princess Yongning I would not dare to scold you?"

Ye Wanlan’s eyebrows moved slightly as she calmly spoke, "King Qin is a phoenix among men, having singlehandedly restored the glory of the Qin line; what could possibly make King Qin hesitate?"

"Praising me is useless!" Hua Yingyue grew even more irritated, "Xiang Lan, I’m warning you, you’re not allowed to risk your life anymore. How much blood do you have left to shed?"

Her anger stemmed from the fact that Ye Wanlan didn’t take care of herself, always putting others ahead.

Indeed, this time her gamble with her life brought back Huo Jingyu, but Ye Wanlan was also gravely injured.

Hua Yingyue was genuinely frightened. What if there was an ’if’, what then?

Ye Wanlan sighed softly, "I’m a healer, I know my limits."

"Healers can’t heal themselves, and since you are a healer, you need to be even more cautious!" Hua Yingyue warned her, "There must not be a next time. Huo Jingyu, say something."

Huo Jingyu was still immersed in the confusion and bewilderment of the journey, abruptly called upon, he sharply raised his head.

Hua Yingyue looked at him, "Come on, give some advice."

"Whatever Her Royal Highness the Princess decides, Jing Feather will continue to follow," Huo Jingyu bowed his fist, "Her Royal Highness has profound understanding of righteousness; she can’t be wrong."

"Hey!" Hua Yingyue was so angry she wanted to fight with Huo Jingyu, "Stop adding confusion here. We are holding a council of judgment and it’s no use staying silent, but why contradict us when you speak?"

Huo Jingyu started to smile, "The decisions of Her Royal Highness the Princess, I’m afraid, can only be changed by Brother He; with him absent now, even if there were ten councils, it would be pointless."

Hearing this, Hua Yingyue was left with nothing to say.

Indeed, only He Jia could persuade Xiang Lan, and even Ning Zhaozong would be ineffective.

"Anyway, I can’t convince Little Junior Sister," Xie Linyuan shook his head, "Even if I talk more, it goes in her left ear and out her right."

Ye Wanlan gave a smile, "Senior Brother really does understand me."

"The trouble is, we still don’t know when Brother will return." Hua Yingyue rubbed her forehead, taking deep breaths, "The whereabouts of the Yan King’s Sword are still unknown."

At the mention of the Yan King’s Sword, Ye Wanlan’s expression also darkened.

The Qingyun Pendant was the first antique she found, which had already accompanied her for a year. She remembered countless times the letter that He Jia had written to her.

Even the fragments of the Gold-threaded Black Iron Armor she had almost completely collected, yet there was not even a single false lead regarding the Yan King’s Sword.

"Princess needn’t be discouraged, as long as Your Highness is determined, how could there be something you can’t find?" Huo Jingyu smiled again, "And if all fails, you still have us."

Xie Linyuan was somewhat incredulous, "How come you’ve also turned into a flatterer?"

"A flatterer?" Huo Jingyu blinked, "But everything I’ve said is the truth."

Moments later, he smiled again, "Brother Xie, it’s been a long time."

Xie Linyuan stepped forward, opened his arms, and embraced Huo Jingyu, "Yes, it has been a long time."

When brothers and sisters of Jianghu meet, they often don’t need too many words, a hug is enough.

Although in their current state, they had no actual sense of touch, the gesture alone was enough.

"So, we’ve returned to Shenzhou?" Huo Jingyu asked after listening to Xie Linyuan and Hua Yingyue’s accounts, his expression growing thoughtful, "It’s just that now it’s three hundred years later in Shenzhou? No wonder I feel both familiar and strange..."

He went to the hospital room window, staring blankly outside.

Under the bright July sun, the sky was clear blue and the clouds were white. Green leaves fluttered with the breeze, occasionally carrying a hint of floral fragrance.

In the distance stood dense rows of towering buildings, cars bustled along the overpasses, never ceasing.

There were white-collar workers hurrying to work and children carrying backpacks to school.

All of this seemed impossibly beautiful, giving Huo Jingyu a surreal sensation.

He feared it was like a bubble that could burst at any touch.

Huo Jingyu murmured to himself, "How wonderful..."

"Now that Shenzhou has become like this, I’m sure you can be at ease," Xie Linyuan raised his hand, placing it on his shoulder, "All the hardships of the past are now worth it."

Huo Jingyu’s eyes softened, "Yes, it was worth it."

Back then, nobody knew what the future would hold; they only knew they were in a war they were destined to lose.

Yet, they stood their ground at the first line of defense, vowing to never retreat.

But all the pain, suffering, bloodshed, and smoke of gunpowder... faded away at the sight of the blue sky and white clouds.

Huo Jingyu slowly exhaled, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes.

"Legend has it that hearing is the last sense to disappear when a person dies," Ye Wanlan asked in a low voice, "At that time, did Marshal Huo perhaps..."

The smile on Huo Jingyu’s face faded, and her lips slightly pursed: "I heard it."

He had heard Shui Yunqing calling his name, crying with self-reproach, asking why she hadn’t arrived just a step earlier, if she could have been a few seconds faster, then she might have been able to save him.

The Shui Yunqing Huo Jingyu remembered never cried.

Even the few times he heard that Shui Yunqing shed tears, it was always for her patients.

He felt the scalding tears fall on his arm, burning hot, but his body was gradually cooling, unable to lift his hand to wipe the tears from her face.

Regret?

Of course, he was regretful.

But when faced with the nation, all the sentimental love of children seemed insignificant.

It was the same for him as it was for Shui Yunqing.

What they first needed to protect was the entire Shenzhou Land Continent.

"Jing Feather," Ye Wanlan spoke slowly, "Yun Qing is still alive."

Huo Jingyu suddenly raised his head: "Her Royal Highness the Princess?!"

Before Ye Wanlan could reply, he couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile: "Please, Your Highness, don’t deceive me. After the fall of Taiyi Palace, how could the Water Palace Master possibly..."

"She is indeed still alive," Hua Yingyue said after a moment of silence, "It’s just that her current situation can be described as good, but also as very poor."

Huo Jingyu was taken aback again, his gaze instinctively turning to Xie Linyuan.

Xie Linyuan also nodded.

Huo Jingyu closed his eyes, feeling as though, in this instant, nearly all his strength was drained.

When he died, he was immensely regretful that in their lifetimes they only met three times, including the final glance before death.

He had been chanting her name until his last breath.

And she, no matter how many times she called him, could not wake him.

Huo Jingyu initially thought their lives were meant to miss each other.

But now Ye Wanlan said... Yun Qing was still alive?!

How could someone of mortal flesh live for three hundred years?

"You have to be prepared," Ye Wanlan said softly, "The current situation of Yun Qing can be said to be good, but also could be said to be extremely bad."

"Okay," after a while, Huo Jingyu spoke with a hoarse voice, "Please, Your Highness, take me to see her. I would like... to talk to her."

Ye Wanlan was about to say something when the door was pushed open, and Yan Tingfeng, Su Xueqing, and Rong Qi all walked in.

She asked, "What about Faluk?"

"He’s fine, just fainted from the impact at the time and is now bounding around lively," Su Xueqing said, "But it’s you, you really scared me to death."

"Xueqing, I’m glad to have you and Tingting," Ye Wanlan coughed, "Young Master Rong Qi, I would like to go to the Rong Family now, if that’s possible?"

Rong Qi was taken aback and first looked towards Yan Tingfeng.

Yan Tingfeng frowned, "Not possible," the words were about to come out, but Ye Wanlan continued, "It would be good to have Palace Master Yun Qing check on me, she’s the best at healing."

With this justification, even Yan Tingfeng could not rebut.

He and she stared at each other for three seconds but finally conceded: "I will take you."

Huo Jingyu watched, somewhat puzzled, as Yan Tingfeng carried Ye Wanlan on his back: "Who is this man? Why is he so intimate with the Princess?"

Hua Yingyue shrugged his shoulders: "Not sure, but he treats Ah Lan well, so he’s a good person."

"I don’t know who he is either, however—" Xie Linyuan drew out his tone, "just don’t wait until the King of Yan wakes up one day to find his precious little sister has been spirited away."

Hua Yingyue glanced at him: "Ah Lan won’t."

Xie Linyuan’s smile hinted at sarcasm: "But many times, emotions are uncontrollable."

Huo Jingyu frowned as he looked at Yan Tingfeng, sensing a strange, faint familiarity.

Weird.

The group headed to the back mountain of the Rong Family. The Supreme Elder of the Rong family had been in seclusion for the past few days due to the sudden changes in the celestial phenomena, which he had to inspect.

At this time, only Shui Yunqing was on the back mountain.

Su Xueqing greeted Shui Yunqing as usual: "Palace Master Yun Qing, we’re here."