My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

[The Xiang Family Imperial Palace Ruins is a AAAAA-level scenic spot in China and a first-level protected site. Ye Wanlan has really gone insane. He thinks that he can do whatever he wants just because he has found a few cultural relics and made contributions to the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau?]

[Please pay attention, Ye Wanlan! The Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau is not run by your family, you are not qualified! ]

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There are many different opinions and endless debates.

Just when netizens were discussing whether Ye Wanlan would lose the favor of the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau if he insisted on doing so, Ye Wanlan had already set foot on the land where Fengyuan City was located.

Traveling with her were Hua Yingyue and Xiang Mingyu.

The water flows far away and the bell sounds loudly.

This is the thousand-year-old capital, Fengyuan City.

Hua Yingyue felt very complicated when she set foot on this native land again.

Timid, happy, and afraid to approach.

The Feng Yuan of today feels familiar yet strange.

What are familiar are the old pavilions, attics and palaces, while what are unfamiliar are the high-rise buildings and the bustling streets with heavy traffic.

Xiang Mingyu stared blankly at the scene in front of her, until she saw a tower, her body suddenly shook and she fell to the ground.

"Aunt?" Hua Yingyue's expression changed, and she was very worried. "Aunt, are you okay?"

Xiang Mingyu covered her head with her hands, obviously suffering from great pain. Her body was shaking violently and she kept talking to herself.

Hua Yingyue moved closer and was able to hear clearly what Xiang Mingyu was saying.

She kept saying two sentences.

——"The territory of Shenzhou cannot be violated. Even if I lose my life, I will never let you set foot here while I am alive!"

——If I die, I die. It’s just a life. What should I be afraid of!
When he said these two sentences, Xiang Mingyu's expression suddenly became fierce.

At that moment, the former glory of the Regent returned.

Hua Yingyue's fingertips trembled, and she suddenly thought of the line in Ye Wanlan's song "Shenzhou Wanxing" that described Xiang Mingyu:

[Look down on the beards of the eight wildernesses, and control life and death in red clothes]

If there was no Emperor Ning Zhaozong, Princess Jing'an could also be a king who ruled the world.

The daughters of Xiang family have never been inferior to the boys. Each of them is strong, proud and unparalleled in their elegance.

Hua Yingyue frowned and raised her eyes: "Alan, if the Cultural Relics Bureau doesn't agree to us looking for my aunt's body, then..."

"I would rather bear the blame than let my aunt remain like this." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "If they scold me, but my aunt can return to normal, I am willing to do so."

How could her actions be shaken by a few insults?
Even in Princess Yongning's previous life, before she achieved her goal, there were always many people who scolded her.

What she heard most was scolding about how she, as a woman, had no qualifications to be the Master of the Eastern Palace.

But whether she deserves this position or not, how can those who make negative comments influence her?
No one can shake what she wants to do.

"Yingyue, let's go quickly. I'm afraid my aunt's condition will get worse." Ye Wanlan's eyes turned cold. "Time is running out. We can't delay any longer."

Hua Yingyue nodded. She helped Xiang Mingyu up and went to the ruins of Xiang’s imperial palace with Ye Wanlan.

Coincidentally, Professor Xue, the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, and Yan Tingfeng also arrived at this time. "Wanlan, I'm so sorry." Professor Xue apologized, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have reported to the Director in front of Mr. Mo."

"Professor Xue, you don't have to blame yourself." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "From now on, this matter has nothing to do with you. I will take all the responsibility. I need to start excavating Jing'an Palace now."

"If there is any scolding, I will stop it." Yan Tingfeng nodded at her and smiled slightly, "Xiao Wan, do whatever you want."

Ye Wanlan's body suddenly shook, and she looked at Yan Tingfeng in a daze: "Listen?"

She really didn't expect Yan Tingfeng to say such a thing.

She had only heard such words from Hejia before.

He Jia said that she had indeed grown up and was the Master of the East Palace and the future Crown Prince, but in his eyes, she would always be a younger sister who needed his care, so he would cover for her.

"Xiao Wan still has more things to do. I know these insults can't affect you, but I don't want you to bear them." Yan Tingfeng coughed, "Everything is up to me. I will help you."

Ye Wanlan looked at him deeply and said, "Listen, thank you very much."

As soon as the archaeological team started its operation, the news was immediately transmitted back to Yunjing.

"Mr. Mo!" The assistant came over in a hurry, looking very panicked. "I received news that the Xiang Imperial Palace ruins have started to move, and that Ye Wanlan has personally taken out the tools and is digging!"

"What?!" Old Mo stood up suddenly, incredulous. "Didn't I say that this project would never be approved? How did she get to Fengyuan, and how did she do it?!"

"She didn't have the approval document." The assistant wiped the sweat from her forehead. "She acted on her own, but obviously she must have had the director's tacit approval, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to get in."

Old Mo was so angry that his beard was shaking. "How ridiculous! This is really ridiculous! Catch her, hurry up and catch her for me!"

"We've called the police!" the assistant added, "But if there really is a Princess Jing'an living under the Jing'an Palace..."

"What a joke! This is impossible." Old Mo said decisively, "Princess Jing'an was torn apart by five horses. This shows that the enemy's methods were extremely cruel. The enemy didn't even leave her with a complete body. How could they allow people to bury her under Jing'an Palace?"

Historians have speculated on where Princess Jing'an's body went. The most likely conclusion is that the enemy tore Princess Jing'an into pieces.
Old Mo snorted coldly: "If there really is Princess Jing'an's body under Jing'an Palace, I will apologize to her in public!"

Hearing this, the assistant couldn't help but be surprised.

Mr. Mo is a noble man, and asking him to apologize is more painful than killing him.

The fact that he could say this obviously meant that he was certain that there was no way that Princess Jing'an's body was under the Jing'an Palace.

"Catch Ye Wanlan right now!" Old Mo blew his beard and glared, "As for me, I want to see who dares to stop me!"

The assistant responded and hurried out to take action.

At the same time, in Fengyuan City, the ruins of Xiang’s imperial palace.

Because of Mr. Mo's intervention, local police quickly arrived and tried to stop Ye Wanlan's actions.

A police officer stepped forward and said, "Miss Ye, you are suspected of destroying cultural relics. Please stop immediately, otherwise you will face jail time!"

Ye Wanlan turned a deaf ear and dug hard at the last point.

"Miss Ye Wanlan, please stop!" the police officer said sternly, "We don't want to--"

His words stopped abruptly.

Because as the ground shook, a broken body slowly emerged. (End of this chapter)