My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

Hua Yingyue's expression suddenly stopped, 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 could compare to Xiang Lan's status.

No one can!

But, she returned to Shenzhou in such a strange state, so why can't Princess Yongning?

"I have never believed in ghosts and gods in my life." Hua Yingyue's eyes locked on her face, "If there are ghosts and gods, they should have appeared long ago!"

"What a coincidence." Ye Wanlan smiled, "I am the same as you, I have never believed in these, and Shenzhou doesn't believe it either."

Hua Yingyue stepped forward and pressed step by step: "You say you are her, what evidence do you have?"

When she said this, her voice was trembling.

It was anger, anger, suspicion, and uncertainty.

"This is difficult for me." Ye Wanlan was very calm, her voice was full of smiles, "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, as if she knew it.

Hua Yingyue said sternly: "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.

When she caught him, her uncle would say that he saw that she had too much homework on weekdays and had no smile on her face, and she needed to be lively.

She could tolerate drawing cats and birds, but she really couldn't tolerate 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 the name that had been hidden in her heart for a long time, "Alan?"

Ye Wanlan whispered: "It really is me."

The facts were already in front of her, but Hua Yingyue's hands were shaking badly.

She was at the funeral of Princess Yongning.

She was also with Princess Yongning during the last journey of her life.

She watched Princess Yongning being buried in the coffin with her own eyes, and mourned for 36 days with all the officials.

The whole country was in mourning, and the whole country was in grief.

Even those people in the rivers and lakes who had always been at odds with the 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 he followed him a few years later.

After that, the young Xiang Chen succeeded to the throne, and Princess Jing'an naturally became the regent and continued the glory of the Ning Dynasty.

As Princess Yongning's childhood playmate, Hua Yingyue's inner sadness was not low.

She told herself that she had to defend the East Wasteland and let the people of Shenzhou never suffer from war again. Only when she left could she live up to Xiang Lan.

Hua Yingyue never thought that the two of them would meet again in this way.

"Alan, you..." Hua Yingyue tried to raise the corners of her mouth, but she was crying and laughing, "Why did you become like this? I can't recognize you. You are more beautiful than before, and healthier..."

She wanted Princess Yongning to have a healthy body and no longer suffer from illness more than anyone else.

"No." Ye Wanlan smiled gently, "If you can't recognize me, I will tell you."

Hua Yingyue trembled and stretched out her hand, wanting to hug Ye Wanlan to feel whether she really existed, but she was empty.

She was startled again, with a bitter smile: "Look, I can't even hug you now, how can 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, hope will become greater."

"Yes, there is hope when we meet again." Hua Yingyue choked up, "I can see you again now, and I have no regrets even if I die completely."

"Don't say such depressing words." Ye Wanlan shook his head slightly, "I will find a way to let you come back completely."

The door was knocked at this time.

Ye Wanlan collected his thoughts and raised his head: "Come in."

"Lanlan, the people from the Psychic Agency of Global Center want to see you and want to understand the situation at that time." Xingyue pushed the door in and flexed her fists, "I will tell them directly that you are not free and need to rest. If they dare to resist, I will throw them into the sea."

"No need." Ye Wanlan thought of the chat records in the group, she sighed, "Let him in later."

"Okay, I'll notify them." Xingyue nodded, "If you need anything, you can call me at any time, and my fists will be there at any time."

After hearing this, Hua Yingyue frowned and asked: "What is Global Center?"

Although she has never left Shenzhou, she knows the situation of the world at that time.

The only thing that can enter her ears is the North Continent.

The small countries around Shenzhou Continent are all subordinates, and they have to pay tribute every year.

"According to historical records, after the war of ten thousand armies, some people from Shenzhou and other regions poured into a new continent." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "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 rose three hundred years ago. It is not a country, but it also accommodates elite talents from all over the world.

“The world’s number one university is now named after the word ‘China’.” Ye Banglan continued, “The first president and investor was named in memory of the powerful China three hundred years ago.”

"What a bullshit memorial!" Hua Yingyue sneered, "I think they want to steal something!"

Smart people can always find clues in the most ordinary-looking events.

"I think so too." Ye Banlan nodded slightly, "Do you still remember that when the palace changed, the "Apocalypse Ceremony" 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 Ceremony" and it has been sealed in the palace. Only every emperor can open the treasure house. ”

She had also heard Ning Zhaozong regret countless times, saying that he should not have followed any filial piety and should have rebelled against the incompetent old emperor.

He killed his father and his brother, and was infamed throughout the ages, but his merits have been outweighed, and these crimes have long been offset.

Hua Yingyue thought that if she had been in Zhaozong's situation at that time, she would have made the same choice as him.

Ye Banglan smiled faintly: "Now you and I can rest assured that the part of the "Apocalypse Ceremony" that was burned is a copy, and there are many errors in it."

"What?!" Hua Yingyue was shocked, "Alan said that, but found the real "Apocalypse Ceremony"?!"

In fact, Zhaozong also said at that time that given Taizu's exhaustive strategies and foresight, it was impossible to leave only one copy of the "Apocalypse Ceremony".

But they searched all over China and couldn't find it.

"Yes." Ye Banglan told Hua Yingyue in detail about how she met Ning Taizu Cannian on the Fengyuan Pagoda, "The strange people under Taizu's command anticipated the future disaster, so they Already prepared.”

"As expected of Taizu!" Hua Yingyue murmured, "If it weren't for the hand he left behind, I don't know how much trouble would have occurred."

"And it was I who read some of the drawings on the "Apocalypse Ceremony" and determined that there were outsiders behind the palace incident." Ye Banlan narrowed his eyes, "Because the technology used by the Global Center is different from the "Apocalypse Ceremony" "The records are exactly the same, but because they got the wrong copy, many technologies failed and had to be shelved."

Without these technical supports from China, how could the Global Center have become the world's leading center in just three hundred years?

Hua Yingyue's eyes were serious: "This is a conspiracy, and it was laid down a long, long time ago."

She has never met her parents and brothers, but she has heard stories about the old King 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 change at that time also happened very suddenly, catching everyone off guard.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

At this moment the door was knocked again.

Wen Chaosheng sneaked in sneakily. He glanced at Ye Wanlan, cleared his throat and said: "Hello, Miss Ye, I am a part-time employee of a supernatural agency, and I want to know something about what happened in Donghuang City. ”

Xingyue clapped her hands with satisfaction, exited the room and closed the door.

After Ye Wanlan and him were the only ones left in the room, Wen Chaosheng changed his face in a second: "Oh my god, Sister YN! How much suffering you have suffered!"

No wonder Sister Youqian didn’t believe what Sister YN said in the group, “She suffered some skin trauma.”

Where is the skin injury?

This whole body is hurt!

"Is it bitter? It's okay." Ye Banlan's eyes fell on Hua Yingyue and he smiled, "It's not bitter, I'm fine."

"No, no, your injury is really serious." Wen Chaosheng panicked, "I'll go find my boss to get some medicine. Sister YN, please wait!"

After saying that, he ran away quickly.

Yan Tingfeng, who had just come over, glanced at Wen Chaosheng's back. He turned back noncommittally. When his eyes fell on Ye Bunlan, his eyes softened: "How do you feel now?"

Hua Yingyue stared at Yan Tingfeng closely.

This man...

Good morning~~