My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

But Yan Shunhua could conclude that he had never seen Yan Tingfeng's face.

He was born with a love for beautiful things and people, and if he saw them, he would never forget them.

Moreover, if this face had lived in the same era as him, he would not have been given the title of the most beautiful woman in the world.

But Yan Shunhua was 60% sure that he knew this person.

Even Xiang Lan changed his appearance so that he couldn't recognize him at all, so why couldn't others do the same?

Seeing Yan Tingfeng treating Xiang Lan's injuries, Yan Shunhua also felt a little strange.

Of course, he could see how serious Xiang Lan's injuries were, but for those of them who were walking on the edge of a knife, no matter how serious the injuries were, they would never stop until they reached a safe place.

This proves that this place and this young white-haired man are very safe for Xiang Lan.

There are very few people who can make Princess Yongning feel safe.

Yan Shunhua seemed to be thinking about something.

"Boss, Miss Ye's wound is so deep that you can see the bone. It's not enough to just rely on medicinal herbs." The right protector said in embarrassment, "It would be great if we could get the medical equipment produced by the International Strategic Research Institute. We could use the new technology to repair the wound first."

"Yeah." Yan Tingfeng tilted his head, "Go find them and get it."

The right guardian asked tentatively: "Boss, how do we get it?"

"Just bring it here." Yan Tingfeng continued to heal Ye Wanlan's wounds, "You can do whatever you want."

The right protector scratched his head and immediately pulled the left protector to the International Strategic Institute.

Looking at Ye Wanlan's left shoulder, Yan Tingfeng slowly frowned.

With her current strength, she should never allow herself to suffer such near-fatal injuries.

He suddenly remembered that Ye Wanlan had suffered similar injuries when he was in Eastern Wilderness.

These two times seemed unrelated, yet they made him feel some kind of inextricable connection.

what is it?

Yan Tingfeng raised his hand to feel the temperature of Ye Wanlan's forehead. He sighed softly and sat quietly beside her.

The sun sets and rises again, the clouds change, and the sunlight is bright.

The warm wind blew in from the window, gently caressing the girl's cheek, like an angel kissing her, soft and dreamy.

Ye Wanlan's eyelashes moved, and then slowly opened.

"You're awake." Yan Shunhua's eyebrows moved, "Did you sleep well?"

Ye Wanlan held his head with one hand and supported the edge of the bed with the other, then slowly sat up: "How long have I slept?"

"It wasn't long, just one day and one night." Yan Shunhua said, "Luckily it's you now, if you were that weak before, such an injury would have killed you in an instant."

"Your ability to accept things is greater than I thought." Ye Wanlan leaned on the bed, "Have you understood the current situation?"

"I learned a little bit from the conversations with the people around me and the scenery outside." Yan Shunhua curled her lips, "Time flies. In the blink of an eye, it's already three hundred years later."

But for him, it was just a matter of closing and opening his eyes.

"Yeah, it happened so fast." Ye Wanlan tilted his head and looked out the window, "We meet again."

"So, what happened to you?" Yan Shunhua's eyes were fixed on this extremely unfamiliar face. "I was beside you when you were buried."

"It's a long story. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't have believed it." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "But no matter what the cause and process are, there is only one result, and that is that I am back."

Yan Shunhua's heart was shaken. He let out a long breath and laughed, "Yes, you are back."

Princess Yongning is the most powerful variable in Shenzhou.

Even if he was confused, there was no need to ask.

"Drip-drip-"

The phone rang.

Ye Wanlan picked it up and opened the group chat.

[Ghost Fighter]: Brothers and sisters, I got another bonus. I don’t know which god dealt with the traitors in our supernatural agency. He dealt with two of them at once! I got double the bonus.

[Crazy Scientist]: Why don’t I have such good luck?
[Cultivated person]: Please understand him. The salary in their unit is too low, and this guy still lives in the basement.

[Ghost Fighter]: What's wrong with the basement? My basement is also over 200 square meters!
[Brother Ghost Hunter]: I don’t know which kind-hearted person sent me this achievement. If I knew, I would definitely thank him/her very much!

Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows and typed three words slowly.

[YN]: I killed him. These three words silenced the entire group.

[Security guard at Shenzhou University]: Didn’t you go to Si’s house? Could it be that these two traitors from the supernatural agency were also at Si’s house?
[Ghost Fighter]: It's Sister YN! Sister YN, I'll treat you to dinner tonight!
[YN]: I don’t have time these days. I need to go back to Shenzhou.

[The Richest Man in the World]: Do you need help?

【YN】：Thank you.

Ye Wanlan put down his phone and got out of bed.

"Your injuries haven't fully recovered yet, where are you going now?" Yan Shunhua frowned, "Brother He is not here, but you can't be so willful."

Princess Yongning was indeed physically weak in her previous life, but she had a very strong character.

This also has its disadvantages. Once she makes a decision, no one can change it, and only Hejia can persuade her.

Ye Wanlan put on his coat and said calmly, "I'll take you back to Shenzhou."

Yan Shunhua was stunned for a moment. After a while, he whispered softly and repeated these three words: "Return to Shenzhou?"

He slowly closed his eyes, and what emerged in his mind was the weeping blood of the mountains and rivers three hundred years ago.

He had no military power and wandered among the people. When he learned the news that the three kings had died in battle, it was already too late.

When he arrived at the Eastern Wilderness, he could only see scorched earth, red rivers, and corpses everywhere.

At that time, Yan Shunhua already knew that he alone could not change the outcome of the war.

The Ning Dynasty will surely fail.

But even so, he could never leave.

The four kings guard the continent, so naturally they must advance and retreat together with Shenzhou.

Yan Shunhua didn't remember how many people he had killed, he only remembered the blood everywhere.

By the end of the killing, he had completely gone crazy.

He doesn't care about death, but he does care about his appearance.

If people in the future find his remains and restore his appearance before his death, he would rather his remains never be discovered.

Yan Shunhua's fingers trembled and slowly stroked her face.

"You can't see yourself in the mirror, but I can describe it to you." Ye Wanlan saw through his thoughts and said slowly, "Our Prince Xiaoyao is as beautiful as a flower and as pretty as a jade."

Yan Shunhua's body shook, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. It was such an ugly death at that time. Fortunately, no one saw it."

"Yeah." Ye Wanlan said, "I saw it."

Yan Shunhua paused and glanced at her: "You saw it, so long as others didn't see it."

"Oh?" Ye Wanlan smiled, "Is it someone else, or is it Yingyue alone?"

"What are you talking about?" Yan Shunhua's expression remained unchanged. "She probably hopes that I will become old and ugly so that she can laugh at me for this."

Ye Wanlan nodded: "I hope you can always be so stubborn."

Yan Shunhua: “…”

His eyebrows twitched, and he felt that one of his secrets had been exposed.

With a creaky sound, the door was pushed open, and Yan Tingfeng walked in with a bowl of medicine: "Xiao Wan."

"Listen." Ye Wanlan looked up, "I need to go back to Shenzhou now and send the Liuyun Fan back."

Yan Tingfeng frowned slightly, but still agreed: "Okay, you drink this bowl of medicine first, and I'll feed you."

Under Yan Shunhua's slightly shocked gaze, Ye Wanlan actually drank the bowl of medicine.

You know, Hejia and Xiang Lan, the brother and sister, can't bear the bitterness of medicine, and they both have a very strong rebellious mentality.

Besides He Jia, is there anyone else who can make Xiang Lan take medicine?

"I'll go get ready." Yan Tingfeng nodded, "We'll go back to Shenzhou soon."

He took the empty medicine bowl away and closed the door again.

Ye Wanlan turned around: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because I'm thinking about something very important." Yan Shunhua said with a smile, "Could it be that...our princess has a crush on someone?" (End of this chapter)