Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 620: Princess Yongning’s own perspective [2 updates]

Chapter 620: Princess Yongning’s own perspective [2 updates]

[Wild histories wouldn’t dare write like this, Princess Yongning disguising herself as King of Yan to relay messages to subordinates might have some truth to it, but how could it not be discovered in three months?]

[Uh, although Princess Yongning is very capable, her body after all is frail; King of Yan is brave, a majestic man of nine feet tall, for Princess Yongning...]

[Do the people who mock have no brains? Since the production crew dared to film this, then there must be real evidence!]

[Where is the real evidence? Which archaeological team discovered these things? It has never been announced!]

[Could the production crew please disclose the actual historical materials? Although it is a good story, the most important thing about history is its authenticity!]

After all, King of Yan and Princess Yongning are too important to the history of Ning Dynasty, and even to Shenzhou’s history.

The deeds related to the two of them, have been deliberated over and over again by the entire historical academic community, and only after consulting several experts together, can it be finally determined whether this event is true or not.

Logically speaking, the incident of Princess Yongning disguising as King of Yan indeed cannot hold.

During the time when the second episode caused an uproar and great controversy on the internet—

In the courtyard of Yunjing Lin Family.

Ye Wanlan was still caressing the sword guard of Prince Yan’s Sword given to her by Kang Mufeng and Zhu Qingxian, even her usual calm eyes softened.

To her, He Jia were the most important relatives.

After all, they had depended on each other since childhood, and during the most difficult years of her youth, it was He Jia who took care of her.

"Wuwuwu, finally found Lord Prince Yan’s sword guard." Qingyun Pendant cried with sobs, "Her Royal Highness the Princess will soon reunite with Lord Prince Yan!"

Hua Yingyue’s hand faintly rested on Ye Wanlan’s shoulder, she also clearly knew the inner thoughts of her dear sister: "Ah Lan has weathered the bitterness, now reuniting with brother, she won’t cause brother excessive worry or anger."

Ye Wanlan gently responded, then reminisced about things from a long time ago.

Back then, she was still very young, only twelve years old.

Twelve-year-old her, although she had already long been under the tutelage of Han Yunsheng and Shen Mingshu, and even tried handling some local affairs, there were indeed many immature aspects.

Once, during her covert visits to the common folks, her identity and whereabouts were accidentally exposed, immediately attracting wave after wave of assassins.

Although Jianghu and Imperial Court generally kept to their own waters without mingling, small frictions and disputes still continued unceasingly.

There were plenty of Jianghu people who wanted to kill members of the Imperial Family, and she was one of the prime targets.

The enemies came on fiercely, and one by one her Hidden Guards protecting her in secret fell, pushed to the brink of a cliff, leaving only one Hidden Guard by her side.

However, there were still dozens of people pursuing her.

The leading figure was a middle-aged man, who even had a very respectful attitude, cupping his hands in salute: "I have long heard of Princess Yongning’s peerless Qinggong, I wonder if today, could you grant us the honor to witness it."

The cliff was hundreds of feet high, and with turbulent river waters below, even someone with extraordinary Qinggong would likely be severely injured if they fell from such a height, if not die.

"Subordinate will try to cover for Your Highness to escape!" The last Hidden Guard stood in front of her, urgently saying, "We are very close to Lord Prince Yan’s territory, Your Highness just needs to escape from here, and Lord Prince Yan will definitely come to protect Your Highness!"

Yet how could these Jianghu people not know this?

Another middle-aged woman let out a cold snort: "Don’t talk so much! Fight quickly! If her brother comes, even your ashes will be scattered by him and me."

Princess Yongning’s frailty predestined her inability to practice profound Martial Arts.

But her Qinggong was extraordinary and unparalleled, making it very difficult to capture her alive.

This time they had finally pushed Princess Yongning to a dead end. They cannot afford to fail!

"Attack!" The middle-aged woman shouted, "No need to capture alive, whoever first takes Princess Yongning’s head will be the true number one figure in Jianghu!"

Her words excited everyone, and they all attacked Princess Yongning.

Even the Hidden Guards trained by the Xiang Imperial Family, no matter how strong, hard to beat the many hands; a single Hidden Guard could not contend against so many Martial World experts.

"Shua——!"

It was at this moment that a longsword appeared, flying in from a distance and stabbing straight into the ground.

Just with this simple stroke, all the Jianghu people desiring Princess Yongning’s life were sent flying.

Prince Yan’s Sword!

Prince Yan, He Jia!

Ye Wanlan will never forget this scene—when her life hung by a thread in the most perilous moment, her dearest Prince Brother would always be the first to appear.

Should anyone wish to take her life, or even merely touch a single strand of her hair, He Jia would reduce that person to ashes in an instant.

The recollections end here.

Ye Wanlan raises her hand to wipe away the mist of tears on her lashes and speaks in a low voice, "The hope is substantial, yet if Prince Brother’s weapon did enter the Nanling Sea, gathering it would be no simple task."

"The Atlantians must have been involved in the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies." Xie Linyuan said coldly, "Perhaps they were on the same side as those who invaded Shenzhou back then."

Hua Yingyue’s expression turned cold: "We can’t rule out that possibility."

"I will not let them succeed." Ye Wanlan carefully put the box away, "No one shall invade Shenzhou, not even by half a step."

Three hundred years have passed; her appearance has changed, her name has changed, all her titles have long been cast aside, yet her responsibility remains unshaken.

Knock, knock, knock—

Someone taps at the door of the courtyard.

"Miss Wanlan," standing at the door is Steward Lin, "as ’Treasures of The Divine Land’ is currently a hit, and you have returned to the Lin Family, the Zither Association requests your presence for an exclusive interview. Please, if you would, come to the parlor."

Ye Wanlan withdrew her thoughts, stood up to open the door, and cast a glance at Steward Lin, who was looking somewhat impatient: "Lead the way."

Steward Lin hesitated for a moment, then respectfully bowed and said, "Right this way, please."

The Zither Association had sent a small team of seven this time, led by Yue Qinhua, who had once taught Lin Qin the zither at the Lin Family.

She retained some memory of Ye Wanlan, but it wasn’t a favorable one.

Had it not been for the Zither Association’s request to interview Ye Wanlan, she would have never condescended to come here.

Yet Ye Wanlan had actually returned to the Lin Family Main House, which greatly surprised Yue Qinhua.

Did she misjudge back then—did Ye Wanlan actually possess some unique talent with classical instruments?

"Miss Ye," Yue Qinhua nodded at her with a distant air, "the series ’Treasures of The Divine Land’ features quite a few pieces of classical music, so we’d like to start by discussing your understanding of classical music."

Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh?"

"The ten great ancient zither pieces of Shenzhou," Yue Qinhua said. "Let’s start with the ’Battle-Breaking Music.’"

"Battle-Breaking Music?" Ye Wanlan said coolly, "That is more than just a zither piece; it’s used for killing."

At these words, the surroundings fell silent.

...

In a flash, all eyes from the Zither Association team were on Ye Wanlan, filled with a mix of astonishment and disbelief.

Did Ye Wanlan know what she was saying?

How could a zither piece kill someone?

In fact, the historical texts contained quite a few records of the Heavenly Sound Sect, including descriptions such as "zither sound kills" and "sonic wave attacks."

However, since such martial arts had never been revealed to the public, naturally the Yunjing Lin Family would not let family secrets be displayed in front of everyone, and common folks regarded such accounts of the Heavenly Music Method as mere legends, not as miraculous as the books claimed.

"Oh?" The smile on Yue Qinhua’s face faded bit by bit, "You’re saying, by performing the ’Battle-Breaking Music,’ one could wound others?"

Steward Lin stood to the side, not attempting to come to Ye Wanlan’s defense.

Even though he knew that everything Ye Wanlan said was true.

Let her experience a setback, then she would be more inclined to heed Lin Shiyuan’s words within the Lin Family.

"You’re mistaken again." Ye Wanlan’s tone was unhurried, "The ’Battle-Breaking Music’ is excessively fierce; once executed, it brings death, not mere injury. If it’s about wounding others, the ’Pure and Simple Melody’ would be sufficient."

"’Pure and Simple Melody’ was composed by Princess Yongning as a celebratory piece. Since when did it become a tune for harming others?" Yue Qinhua’s gaze turned cold, she slammed the table in anger, "That’s a base slander against Princess Yongning!"