Chapter 487
: Today's Shenzhou, you see [1 more]
Chapter 487: Today's Shenzhou, you see [1 more]
Hua Yingyue's expression suddenly froze, and her eyes suddenly turned fierce: "What do you want to say?!"
Even though she thought that the girl in front of her had the same pride, the same unbending backbone, and the same calmness as Xiang Lan.
But in her heart, no one can compare to Xiang Lan's status.
No one can!
However, she returned to Shenzhou in such a strange state, so why can’t Princess Yongning do the same?
"I have never believed in ghosts and gods in my life." Hua Yingyue's eyes were fixed on her face. "If ghosts and gods really exist, they would have appeared long ago!"
"What a coincidence." Ye Wanlan smiled, "Like you, I never believed in these things, and Shenzhou doesn't believe in them either."
Hua Yingyue stepped forward and pressed on: "You said you are her, what evidence do you have?"
Her voice trembled as she said this.
It's anger, it's fury, it's doubt, it's uncertainty.
"This is stumping me." Ye Wanlan was very calm. She smiled and said, "Why don't you test me and see if I can answer it and if it suits your taste?"
Hua Yingyue asked word by word: "When you were nine years old, I went to see you. What did Uncle Wang draw on your face?"
Ye Wanlan paused, with a look that said, "She just knew it."
Hua Yingyue shouted: "Hurry up and tell me!"
Ye Wanlan sighed, and finally said, "Turtle."
Every time Xiang Qingtian returned to the capital Fengyuan, he always liked to draw various patterns on her face when she was tired and fell asleep.
Whenever she caught her, her uncle Wang would confidently say that she had too much homework and no smile on her face, and that she needed to liven up her face.
She could tolerate drawings of cats and birds, but she really couldn't tolerate drawings of turtles.
Fortunately, only she and Hua Yingyue knew about this matter, and even He Jia had never heard of it.
"It really is..." Hua Yingyue was stunned, and she couldn't believe it and said out loud the name that had been hidden in her heart for a long time, "Alan?"
Ye Wanlan said softly: "It really is me."
The facts were already before her eyes, but Hua Yingyue's hands were shaking violently.
She was present at Princess Yongning's funeral.
She also accompanied Princess Yongning during the last journey of her life.
She witnessed Princess Yongning's burial with her own eyes, and mourned for thirty-six days along with all the officials.
The whole country is in mourning.
Even those people from the underworld who had always been at odds with the imperial court went to pay tribute to Princess Yongning spontaneously.
This was a heavy blow to the Xiang royal family.
Ning Zhaozong was extremely sad and passed away a few years later.
After that, the young Xiang Chen succeeded to the throne, and Princess Jing'an naturally became the regent, continuing the glory of the Ning Dynasty.
As Princess Yongning's childhood playmate, Hua Yingyue's inner sadness was no less profound.
She told herself that she had to defend the Eastern Wilderness and prevent the people of Shenzhou from suffering from war again, and only then would she be worthy of Xiang Lan after she left.
Hua Yingyue never thought that the two of them would meet again in this way.
“Alan, you…” Hua Yingyue tried hard to raise the corners of her mouth, but she was crying and laughing, “How come you have become like this? I can’t recognize you anymore. You are prettier and healthier than before…”
She wanted Princess Yongning to have a healthy body and no longer suffer from illness more than anyone else.
"No." Ye Wanlan smiled gently, "Even if you can't recognize me, I will tell you."
Hua Yingyue stretched out her trembling hands, wanting to hug Ye Wanlan to feel whether she really existed, but she came up empty-handed.
She was startled again, with a bitter smile: "Look, I can't even hug you now, what the hell am I..."
She stretched out her hand again, but her hand still passed through Ye Wanlan.
What is she now?
"Don't be sad, at least we meet again." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "Yingyue, since we meet again, then hope will become greater."
"Yes, there is hope when we meet again." Hua Yingyue choked up and said, "Now that I can see you again, I will have no regrets even if I die completely."
"Don't say such discouraging words." Ye Wanlan shook his head slightly, "I will find a way to make you come back completely."
There was a knock on the door at this moment.
Ye Wanlan collected his thoughts and looked up: "Come in." "Lanlan, the people from the Global Center Psychic Agency want to see you. They want to know what happened at that time." Xingyue pushed the door open and flexed her fists. "I'll tell them directly that you are busy and need to rest. If they dare to resist, I'll throw them into the sea."
“No need.” Ye Wanlan recalled the chat history in the group and sighed, “Let him in later.”
"Okay, I'll go inform them." Xingyue nodded, "If you need anything, just call me anytime. My fists will be there anytime."
After hearing this, Hua Yingyue couldn't help but frown and asked, "What is the Global Center?"
Although she had never left China, she was well aware of the situation in the world at that time.
The only thing that caught her ears was Beilu.
All the small countries around the Shenzhou continent were vassal states and had to pay tribute and homage every year.
"According to historical records, after the War of Ten Thousand Armies ended, some people from Shenzhou and other regions flocked to a new continent." Ye Wanlan said casually, "This continent is south of Shenzhou, across the Nanling Sea, so it is called the 'Global Center'."
The Global Center is a region that suddenly emerged three hundred years ago. It is not a country, but it accommodates elite talents from all over the world.
"Today, the world's top university is named after 'Shenzhou'," Ye Wanlan continued, "and the first president and investor named it in commemoration of the powerful Shenzhou three hundred years ago."
"What a bullshit souvenir!" Hua Yingyue sneered, "I think they want to steal something!"
Smart people can always find clues in the most seemingly ordinary events.
"I thought so too." Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "Do you still remember that when the palace coup happened, the "Ceremony of Apocalypse" was also burned."
"That's right." Hua Yingyue frowned. "My aunt told me about this. She said that Taizu presided over the compilation of the "Apocalypse Canon" and it has been sealed in the palace. Only each emperor can open the treasure house."
She had also heard Ning Zhaozong regret countless times, saying that he should not have observed filial piety and should have rebelled against the incompetent old emperor long ago.
He killed his father and brother, and was cursed for all eternity, but his merits and demerits throughout history have long since offset these sins.
Hua Yingyue thought that if she were in Zhaozong's situation at that time, she would definitely make the same choice as him.
Ye Wanlan smiled faintly: "Now you and I can rest assured, the part of "The Apocalypse Codex" that was burned was a copy, and it contained many errors."
"What?!" Hua Yingyue was shocked. "Alan said that, but he found the real "Ceremony of Apocalypse"?!"
In fact, Zhaozong also said at that time that with Taizu's foresight and foresight, it is impossible that it was only left in one copy of "The Great Code of Tianqi".
But they searched all over China and couldn't find it.
"Yes." Ye Wanlan told Hua Yingyue in detail about her encounter with Ning Taizu's regret on the Fengyuan Pagoda, "The extraordinary people under Taizu's command anticipated the future disaster, so he was prepared."
"As expected of the Great Ancestor!" Hua Yingyue murmured, "If it weren't for this trick he left behind, I'm afraid I really don't know how much trouble would have arisen."
“And it was because I read some of the blueprints in the Apocalypse that I determined that the palace coup was caused by an outsider behind the scenes.” Ye Wanlan narrowed his eyes, “Because the technology used by the Global Center is exactly the same as that recorded in the Apocalypse. It’s just that they got the wrong copy, so many technologies failed and had to be shelved.”
Without the technical support from China, how could the Global Center have become the world's leading center in just three hundred years?
Hua Yingyue's eyes were grim: "This is a conspiracy, and it was laid out a long, long time ago."
She had never seen her parents and brothers, but she had heard the story of the old King of Qin from different people many times.
Her father and brother should not have died in such humiliation at the hands of their own people.
The palace coup happened very suddenly, catching everyone off guard.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
At this moment there was another knock on the door.
Wen Chaosheng sneaked in. He glanced at Ye Wanlan, cleared his throat and said, "Hello, Miss Ye. I'm a worker at the Supernatural Agency. I'd like to know something about what happened in Donghuang City."
Xingyue then clapped her hands in satisfaction, left the room and closed the door.
When only Ye Wanlan and him were left in the room, Wen Chaosheng's expression changed in an instant: "Oh my god, Sister YN! How much suffering you have endured!"
No wonder Sister Youqian didn’t believe what Sister YN said in the group: “I just suffered some minor skin injuries.”
How can this be just a superficial injury?
There are wounds all over the body!
"Is it bitter? Not bad." Ye Wanlan's eyes fell on Hua Yingyue and he smiled, "It's not bitter, I'm fine."
"No, no, you're seriously injured." Wen Chaosheng panicked, "I'll go get my boss some medicine, Sister YN, wait for me!"
After saying that, he ran away quickly.
Yan Tingfeng, who had just come over, glanced at Wen Chaosheng's back. He turned his head back without commenting, and when his eyes fell on Ye Wanlan, they softened: "How do you feel now?"
Hua Yingyue stared at Yan Tingfeng closely.
This man...
Good morning~~