My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

The Xiang Palace was completely destroyed in the war three hundred years ago. Not only did the mysterious invaders trample on this land, but looters from Beilu and other places also looted the remaining antiques and cultural relics.

Fengyuan City was riddled with holes, and traces of burning and digging were everywhere on the ground.

Under such circumstances, it is incredible that Princess Jing'an's body could be preserved.

"It's the remains of Princess Jing'an, Mr. Mo!" The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau became more and more excited as he spoke. "Miss Ye said there are some under the Jing'an Palace, and it really is there. She is indeed our timely help!"

Mo Lao's pupils suddenly contracted. He stood up and raised his voice: "Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"It's absolutely true, Mr. Mo." The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau said confidently, "Well, if you hadn't called me back in a hurry, I would definitely wait until the archaeological team finished repairing Princess Jing'an's remains before coming back."

There was a momentary blankness on Mo Lao's expression, and his brain stopped working.

He has been engaged in archaeology for many, many years, so naturally he has a strong judgment and a set of logical judgment methods.

Considering what the invaders did to the Xiang royal family at that time, it is impossible for Princess Jing'an's body to be found under Jing'an Palace.

All of this was beyond Mr. Mo's understanding.

"Mr. Mo, if you have nothing else to do, I will go back to Fengyuan." The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau stood up in a hurry. "Restoring Princess Jing'an's remains is a serious matter. I must be present. I'm afraid that Old Xue will encounter something that makes him excited and his heart can't take it."

"Wait!" Old Mo hurriedly called the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I... I'll go with you."

The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau was a little surprised: "Mr. Mo?"

"Alas - I was too unreasonable before." Old Mo shook his head, his expression aged a lot in an instant, and his voice became lower, "I will go and apologize to this child."

Hearing this, the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau was even more surprised.

"Okay, don't look at me like that." Mr. Mo turned his head away and said in an unnatural tone, "Although I am an old antique and stubborn, I will correct my mistakes. You are right. This world should be handed over to the young people."

It's time for these old guys to give up their power.

**
The news of the unearthed remains of Princess Jing'an quickly spread across major social media platforms.

Even at this time, there were entries condemning Ye Wanlan on the hot searches.

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[No, is it true? How did Ye Wanlan know about this?! I don’t believe that it was an ancient dream, why did he only tell her and not me?]

[Maybe it's because they know you don't have the ability to fight against the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau.]

[I always feel that Ye Wanlan is very mysterious. She is like someone who knows the past and the future, and then finds ways to make things that no one knows known to everyone again.]

[I strongly suspect that Ye Wanlan came from ancient times! She even witnessed the battle of thousands of armies with her own eyes!]

[Aren't you exaggerating her too much? I think it's all just a coincidence. She traveled from ancient times? Why don't you just say she's Princess Yongning? ]

……

While the debate continues online, the archaeological team is working overtime to repair Princess Jing'an's remains.

When the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau and Mr. Mo rushed back to Fengyuan City, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening local time.

The Jing'an Palace was still brightly lit, and it was obvious that restoring Princess Jing'an's body was not an easy task.

To this end, the Cultural Heritage Bureau sent another team to assist.

"Mr. Mo?" Professor Xue stood up hastily when he saw the old man. "Why are you here too?"

Mr. Mo did not answer this question, but asked: "Where is Miss Ye?"

"Mr. Mo, it was because of Wan Lan that we were able to successfully find Princess Jing'an's body!" Professor Xue was anxious. "No matter how many mistakes I made, it was all my fault. If you want to hold someone accountable, just hold me accountable!"

"I'm not here to ask for accountability." Mr. Mo was somewhat helpless. "I'm here to apologize to Miss Ye. I was wrong in the beginning and it caused such a big uproar online. I deserve to apologize."

Professor Xue was greatly surprised and stared at the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

"Mr. Mo, Xiao Wan is still resting." Yan Tingfeng stepped forward, "If you want to look for her, you still need to wait for her to wake up. Why don't you go and rest first?"

"No need." Mr. Mo waved his hand, "I'll wait here."

Several people sat down and watched the actions of the archaeological team closely.

"Princess Jing'an is middle-aged, but she still takes up arms and mounts a horse to defend China." Professor Xue couldn't help but sigh, "She is truly a heroine and a role model for our generation." Old Mo agreed: "Princess Jing'an was also an extremely brilliant figure during the reign of Emperor Zhaozong."

Yan Tingfeng lowered his eyelashes and did not interrupt.

He recalled something that happened a long time ago. In fact, he and Princess Jing'an had met several times, and he really admired this elder.

Now that Princess Jing'an's body can be restored, he is very happy from the bottom of his heart.

only……

Yan Tingfeng raised his hand and slowly pressed his temple. He also had a lot of doubts in his mind.

Ye Wanlan...how did he know for sure that Princess Jing'an's body was under Jing'an Palace?

Of course, he also saw the comments on the Internet. Some of them made sense, but many of them were nonsense.

It seems that he has to go to Rong's house again.

"Professor Xue."

At this time, a voice sounded.

Everyone looked back.

Ye Wanlan put on a coat and walked over here: "I...how far has the body of Princess Jing'an been restored?"

"Wanlan?" Professor Xue was stunned and blurted out, "Why don't you take a rest?"

"I'm really worried." Ye Wanlan smiled, "Since you're awake, I'll come over to take a look."

"The director and Mr. Mo have brought new people here." Professor Xue said seriously, "It is estimated that the body will be repaired in another two hours. Otherwise, you can go and rest for a while and I will call you back."

Ye Wanlan shook his head slightly: "I'll just wait here."

At the side, where no one else could see, Hua Yingyue also stood quietly beside Xiang Mingyu.

Mo Lao hesitated for a moment, then slowly stepped forward and said, "Miss Ye, I was really wrong about what happened today."

"You are Mr. Mo, right?" Ye Wanlan tilted his head and said politely, "I can understand your feelings. After all, you don't know me, so it's normal for you to have misunderstandings and prejudices against me."

This sentence shocked Mr. Mo.

Given his age, he is old enough to be Ye Wanlan’s great-grandfather.

But his state of mind was not as clear as that of a girl under 20 years old.

The girl sitting here, calm and generous, with a maturity that does not belong to her age.

Old Mo let out a long breath: "Today, Miss Ye taught me a good lesson. I am very grateful. I still have to apologize."

At this moment, he even thought that Ye Wanlan was more suitable for the position of director of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

"A-choo!" The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau sneezed violently. He tightened his clothes and muttered, "Who is scolding me..."

Ye Wanlan closed his eyes and waited quietly.

Time passed by, and the sound of "ding-dong-dong" continued in my ears.
finally--

"Alright! It's fixed!"

Ye Wanlan opened her eyes at the surprised shout, and the first direction she looked was where Xiang Mingyu and Hua Yingyue were.

Hua Yingyue's expression was also hard to describe her excitement: "Aunt, do you feel any difference?"

Xiang Mingyu held her head, obviously suffering from great pain again, and her body began to tremble violently again.

Countless complicated memories flooded into her brain, and countless images flashed before her eyes.

As the pain faded away, Xiang Mingyu shook his head gently, his eyes changed from confusion to determination and high-spiritedness!
She remembered, all of it.

She is Princess Jing'an of the Daning Dynasty, Xiang Mingyu. (End of this chapter)