Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 628 officially returns! 【2 updates】

Chapter 628: 628 officially returns! 【2 updates】

Xiang’s Imperial Palace was utterly destroyed in the great war three hundred years ago. Not only did a group of mysterious invaders trample this land, but looters from the Northern Lands and other places also plundered the remaining antiques and cultural relics.

Fengyuan City was battered and pocked, with signs of burning and digging everywhere on the land.

Under such circumstances, it is truly incredible that the body of Princess Jingan was still preserved.

"It’s the body of Princess Jingan, Elder Mo!" the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau became increasingly excited as he spoke, "Miss Ye said there was something under Jing’an Palace, and sure enough there is. She truly is our timely rain!"

Elder Mo’s pupils suddenly contracted, and he sprang to his feet with a raised tone: "Really? Are you not deceiving me?"

"Absolutely true, Elder Mo," the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau asserted firmly. "Ah, if you hadn’t hurriedly called me back, I would have definitely waited for the archaeological team to completely restore Princess Jingan’s body before returning."

Elder Mo’s expression momentarily blanked, and his brain ceased to function.

He had been involved in archaeology for many, many years and naturally possessed strong judgment and a logical evaluation method.

Considering what those invaders did to the Xiang Imperial Family, there should be no way Princess Jingan’s body could be under Jing’an Palace.

Everything exceeded Elder Mo’s cognition.

"Elder Mo, if you have no other business, I’ll head back to Fengyuan," the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau hastily stood up. "Restoring Princess Jingan’s body is a matter of great importance; I must be present. I’m afraid Elder Xue might encounter something too exciting for his heart."

"Wait!" Elder Mo urgently called out to stop the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, hesitating for a moment, "I... I’ll go with you."

The Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau was a bit surprised: "Elder Mo?"

"Sigh — earlier, I was being too obstinate," Elder Mo shook his head, his expression momentarily aged significantly, and his voice lowered, "I’m going to apologize to that child."

Hearing this, the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau was even more astonished.

"Alright, stop looking at me like that," Elder Mo turned his head away, his tone slightly awkward, "Although I’m an old antique and stubborn in my thoughts, I can change my wrongs when I know them. You’re right, this world should be left to the younger generation."

It’s time for us old folks to relinquish control.

**

The news of Princess Jingan’s unearthed body swiftly spread across major social media platforms.

At this time, there were even search items condemning Ye Wanlan.

[???]

[No way, seriously? How did Ye Wanlan know about it?! I don’t believe it’s some ancient dream-transference, why only give it to her and not to me?]

[Maybe it’s because they knew you don’t have the power to stand against the Cultural Relics Bureau Archaeology Center.]

[I always feel Ye Wanlan is very mysterious, like someone who knows both past and future, then tries to disclose undiscovered things to everyone.]

[I deeply suspect that Ye Wanlan came from ancient times! She even witnessed the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies!]

[Aren’t you praising her a bit too much? I think it’s all just a coincidence, from ancient times? Why not just say she’s Princess Yongning?]

...

The internet was still full of ongoing debates, while the archaeological team was working overtime to repair the body of Princess Jingan.

When the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau and Elder Mo hurriedly returned to Fengyuan City, it was eleven o’clock at night local time.

Jing’an Palace was still brightly lit, obviously, restoring Princess Jingan’s body was not an easy task.

For this, the Cultural Relics Bureau dispatched another team to assist.

"Elder Mo?" Upon seeing the elder, Professor Xue quickly got up, "Why have you come too?"

Elder Mo did not answer this question but asked: "Where is young Miss Ye?"

"Elder Mo, it’s because of Wanlan that we were able to smoothly locate the body of Princess Jingan!" Professor Xue was anxious, "If there’s anyone to blame, blame me alone, if you must hold someone accountable, hold me accountable!"

"I’m not here to hold anyone accountable," Elder Mo responded with some helplessness, "I’m here to apologize to this young Miss Ye. I was wrong from the start, and it stirred up such a vast uproar online, I truly need to apologize."

Professor Xue was greatly taken aback, and he and the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau stared at each other with wide eyes.

"Mr. Mo, Xiao Wan is still resting," Yan Tingfeng stepped forward, "If you wish to see her, you need to wait for her to wake up, why not rest as well?"

"No need," Elder Mo waved his hand, "I will just wait here."

The group sat down, closely watching the archaeologists’ movements.

"Princess Jingan, even in her middle age, still took up arms and mounted her horse to defend Shenzhou," Professor Xue couldn’t help but sigh, "Truly a heroine among women, a model for our generation."

Elder Mo very much agreed: "Princess Jingan was indeed a dazzling figure during the reign of Zhaozong."

Yan Tingfeng’s eyelashes drooped, and he did not interject.

He recalled incidents from long ago; in fact, he had met Princess Jingan a few times and truly admired this elder.

Now, the fact that Princess Jingan’s body could be restored brought genuine joy from within him.

But...

Yan Tingfeng raised his hand and slowly pressed his temples; he also harbored no small amount of confusion.

Ye Wanlan... how was she so certain that Princess Jingan’s body was under Jing’an Palace?

Of course, he had seen the online discussions too - some made sense, though many were far-fetched.

It seemed he had to visit the Rong Family again.

"Professor Xue."

At that moment, a voice spoke up.

Everyone turned their heads.

Ye Wanlan, putting on a coat, walked over: "My... how much has Her Royal Highness Princess Jingan’s body been restored?"

"Wanlan?" Professor Xue was taken aback and blurted out, "Why not rest a bit more?"

"I really can’t be at peace," Ye Wanlan smiled, "Since I’m awake, I thought I might as well come and see."

"The director and Elder Mo have brought some new people over," Professor Xue said gravely, "Estimated in two more hours, the body will be fully restored. Why not go rest a while longer, and I’ll call you then."

Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly: "I’ll just wait here."

Unseen by others, Hua Yingyue and Xiang Mingyu quietly stood aside.

Elder Mo hesitated for a moment, then slowly approached: "Young Miss Ye, I’m really at fault for today’s incident."

"Are you Elder Mo?" Ye Wanlan tilted her head, courteously, "I understand your feelings; after all, you don’t know me, and to have misunderstandings and prejudices against me is normal."

This statement profoundly shocked Elder Mo.

At his age, he could have been Ye Wanlan’s great-grandfather.

Yet his mindset was not as clear as that of a girl not even in her twenties.

The girl sat there, composed and dignified, showing a maturity that belied her years.

Elder Mo took a deep breath: "Today, Young Miss Ye has truly taught me a lesson. I am very grateful, and this apology is certainly needed."

At that moment, he even believed that Ye Wanlan was more suitable to be the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

"Achoo!" The Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau suddenly sneezed, tightening his clothes, muttering, "Who is cursing me..."

Ye Wanlan closed her eyes, quietly waiting.

Time passed by the minute, the ongoing "ding ding dong dong" sounds around.

Finally—

"It’s done! It’s restored!"

In this excited shout, Ye Wanlan opened her eyes; her first glance went towards where Xiang Mingyu and Hua Yingyue were.

Hua Yingyue’s expression was indescribably excited: "Auntie, do you feel any different?"

Xiang Mingyu held her head, clearly enduring great pain again, her body starting to shake violently.

Countless complicated memories surged towards her brain, numerous scenes flashing before her eyes.

As the pain faded, Xiang Mingyu gently shook her head, her gaze shifting from confusion to determination and spiritedness!

She remembered, she remembered everything.

She was Princess Jingan of the Daning Dynasty, Xiang Mingyu.