Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl

This sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to pierce directly into people's hearts, echoing in everyone's ears.

It wasn't a demonic sound pouring into the ears; rather, it carried a bit of sanctity, with a strong ability to soothe the soul, like a gentle spring breeze brushing across one's face.

At this moment, all beings around the world were immersed in this sound.

Ye Wanlan's gaze turned cold.

Such a powerful Enchanting Heart Technique!

She flicked her fingers, the zither strings vibrated, and the zither sound filled the air, instantly covering Heaven and Earth.

"Buzz——!"

The space shook violently, and in that instant, dust flew everywhere.

Lou Susu suddenly snapped awake, her expression changed instantly: "Not good, she's gotten stronger again!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the person she spoke of finally appeared before Ye Wanlan.

To everyone's surprise, the newcomer was a tall woman, dressed simply in casual clothes, as if she were here on vacation.

"So many people gathered here, is it to welcome my arrival?" The woman said, turning her head around.

"My God..." Lou Susu looked as if she'd seen something utterly terrifying, her eyes widened, and she exclaimed involuntarily.

The others fared no better, even Yan Tingfeng and He Jia were somewhat flustered.

Because the woman's face was exactly the same as Ye Wanlan's!

"Since everyone is here, I don't have to bother searching for each individually." The woman crossed her hands behind her back, "Nice to meet you, Earth No. 237 inhabitant, Lan Wanye, at your service."

Everyone present was indeed a Dragon and Phoenix among people.

They also discerned that the woman's name was simply 'Ye Wanlan' spelled backward.

And she came from Earth No. 237, a number completely opposite to their world.

What on earth was going on?!

"Hello there, the other me." Lan Wanye said with a gentle smile, looking at Ye Wanlan, "I must admit, you're stronger than I imagined. After all, in my knowledge, you should have died three hundred years ago."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over everyone present, admiring the shock on their faces.

"But when I discovered that the power in you hadn't returned to my hands—" Lan Wanye stopped smiling, her gaze turning icy, "I realized, you're actually not dead."

If Ye Wanlan had died, then she, as another "Ye Wanlan," would naturally be the only chosen host for the Ning Dynasty's fate.

But this wasn't the case.

Lan Wanye had discovered that Ye Wanlan, known as Princess Yongning, was indeed dead, but her spirit had not dispersed; instead, it had come to another world—

Earth No. 9.

Lan Wanye initially thought Earth No. 9 to be just an ordinary one among countless Earths, but she hadn't expected Earth No. 9 to harbor someone truly terrifying.

This person could take her life effortlessly, so naturally, she didn't dare to go.

Ye Wanlan's gaze fluctuated slightly: "So it was you..."

"So it was me?" Lan Wanye stared at her, letting out a cold laugh, "You should say, it turned out to be me!"

"I've guessed some things, so it's 'so'." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "I'm not shocked, therefore there's no need for 'turned out'."

This statement seemed to hit a sore spot for Lan Wanye, and her voice suddenly rose: "You're not shocked?"

Even Lou Susu was extremely shocked, so how could Ye Wanlan possibly not be?

"Ye Wanlan, in front of me, why pretend? In this world, no one understands you better than I do." Lan Wanye said coldly, "Pretending as if you knew the mastermind was another you."

Ye Wanlan smiled slightly: "Because I've always been wondering, who understands me so well, crafting such a perfect deathtrap for me, knowing that with my personality, I would definitely fall for it."

The most profound impression for her was indeed that great epidemic.

Of course, she could completely leave it to the imperial doctors and Taiyi Palace.

But the education she received from a young age made her choose to act; after all, everything she consumes comes from the people's tax, and she must bear this responsibility.

Moreover, after three hundred years, returning to Shenzhou, she discovered she could communicate with antiques and could revive the deceased with her heart's blood.

Every time she brought a person back, it brought her close to death.

One misstep, and she would truly die.

But she still had to do it, because people like He Jia were of utmost importance to her.

At that time, Ye Wanlan wondered why it had to be this method that could bring them back?

Lan Wanye stared at her, motionless and silent.

Ye Wanlan didn't speak further, her gaze still and serene.