My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

Castor didn't even have time to react or buffer before he was instantly pressed to the ground by this enormous pressure.

With a "bang", his knees fell down, and at this moment even his bones were hurting.

However, the pressure showed no sign of decreasing, but instead grew stronger and stronger until his face was pressed against the marble floor and his features were distorted by the pressure.

Castor is an extremely powerful Alpha-level divinely endowed person. Looking at the entire Cangyuan Kingdom, he really doesn't take anyone seriously except Lancelot.

He is very conceited and proud of his martial arts skills.

But now, his arrogance and pride were crushed by Ye Wanlan and rubbed on the ground.

Castor's brain was buzzing, and his IQ, which was already low, turned negative.

What is the strength of this new King of Cangyuan? !

"Hey, you don't think I didn't stop you because I wanted to protect His Majesty?" Lancelot's voice sounded above his head, "Silly boy, I was afraid that something would happen to you."

Castor didn't say anything. He was pressed to the ground, his face was deformed and he had difficulty breathing.

Lancelot squatted down and patted his shoulder: "Although there is a gap between you and me, there is a world of difference between you and His Majesty. A hundred Alphas are no match for an Omega. Didn't your teacher teach you this when you were studying at Neptune Military Academy?"

Castor's brain completely stopped working, his lips trembled violently, and his face turned pale.

Omega level...divinely gifted bloodline?
Cangyuan Country actually has a new Omega level?
Castor turned pale.

Of course he knew this truth, but the number of Omega-level divinely gifted people could be counted on one hand, and they were all legendary existences.

If he knew that Ye Wanlan was an Omega level person, he wouldn't dare to force his way into the hall even if he had a hundred times the courage.

Lanslo stood up and said to Ye Wanlan: "Your Majesty, he is born with a masochistic tendency. You have subdued him, so he can only obey you."

Ye Wanlan said calmly: “I’ll leave it to you too.”

Castor wasn't one of those officials who murdered innocent people, so she wouldn't kill him.

"Yes, sir!" Lancelot was delighted. "Thank you, Your Majesty. I will teach him a lesson."

Castor is also his mortal enemy. He can win, but he can't make Castor so embarrassed.

It has to be his sister YN!
Castor was dragged away by Lancelot with a humiliating look on his face, but it was true that he admired the strong and had been conquered by Ye Wanlan.

Ye Wanlan continued to process the documents.

After an unknown amount of time, with the alternation of day and night, people from the land passed through the channel and visited Atlantis.

"Alan, good news!" Xingyue panted, "Minister Shen... Minister Shen is awake!"

Ye Wanlan's hand shook violently, and the pen fell from her hand. The ink spread on the white paper, ruining the document in an instant.

Several months have passed since she sent the Mingyue Order carrying Shen Mingshu to Penglai Temple for recuperation.

The soul is more complicated than the human brain. Even though she has practiced Taoism for many years, she cannot fully understand the soul.

Just like she still doesn't know why she went to another world after her life as Princess Yongning.

And why, after dying in that world, she returned to the Shenzhou continent?

Therefore, even if Han Yunsheng saved Shen Mingshu's soul, Ye Wanlan could not be sure whether Shen Mingshu's soul could really wake up.

"Alan, my old man is talking to Shen Xiang, she is in good condition." Xingyue continued, "Don't worry, wait until you finish dealing with the Atlantis matter."

Ye Wanlan listened quietly. Before she knew it, she raised her hand and touched her cheek, and her fingers were stained with wetness.

She closed her eyes. It was great that she could see her teacher again after three hundred years.

"All the important matters have been dealt with. I'll be there now." Ye Wanlan wiped away his tears and said, "Let's go."

**
There is a lot of incense burning at the foot of Penglai Mountain.

Since Yue Zheng came back, she also lifted the protective formation of Penglai Mountain, and recruited many Taoist disciples in the name of Penglai Temple to reopen Penglai.

In the backyard of Penglai Temple, a transparent figure was sitting on a cushion. She was wearing a long green dress, her hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and she looked peaceful and calm.

“Prime Minister Shen, this, this old man… no, no, no, no, I…” The master of Penglai Temple has lived for hundreds of years, but at this moment he stuttered and could not utter a complete sentence.

Although Shen Mingshu's aura gives people a gentle and friendly feeling like a spring breeze, it is more like the ocean, huge and vast, hidden deep, making people feel uneasy.

After all, she is the greatest female prime minister in history, and she is able to control all the officials. Of course, she is no ordinary person.

"Master, don't be afraid." Shen Mingshu said with a smile, "I'm not that scary. What is written in history books is embellished after all."

“No, no, no! I’m not beautifying you, absolutely not!” The Penglai Temple Master finally breathed a sigh of relief. “After meeting Prime Minister Shen today, I realized that even the history books cannot describe your grace and elegance.”

History books are just words, how can they be as impactful as seeing with one’s own eyes?
The master of Penglai Temple finally understood why Shen Mingshu was able to rise to the position of prime minister and train up Princess Yongning, such a brilliant crown prince.

Although she has no military power, she can still rule the country.

In the Ning Dynasty, there was the imperial teacher Han Yunsheng in terms of military affairs, and the female prime minister Shen Mingshu in terms of literature.

"Master, you are too kind." Shen Mingshu was silent for a moment, and said quietly, "Who among all living beings is not an ordinary person struggling?"

She just needs to do her job. As the prime minister, she must do what she is supposed to do.

Shen Mingshu sighed softly, she raised her head and looked at the tall buildings lined up in the distance.

Something called an "airplane" whizzed past her head, and Mount Penglai was full of people who came to learn skills from it.

Three hundred years later, China is still thriving.

She died a worthy death.

Death is not scary for Shen Mingshu. What she fears is that there will be no Shenzhou after her death.

Rapid footsteps sounded.

Shen Mingshu collected his thoughts, turned around, and said with a smile: "Is this the disciple of the master of the temple?"

"Ah? Yes!" The Penglai Abbey Master was stunned, "But the other one..."

Before he could finish his words, Ye Wanlan had already arrived in front of Shen Mingshu.

"The master's disciple is a rare talent." Shen Mingshu laughed again, "What's his name?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl lifted up her clothes and slowly knelt down in front of her.

Shen Mingshu was startled: "What are you doing? Get up!"

Although he was the prime minister, Shen Mingshu really didn't care about red tape.

Needless to say, it is already three hundred years later.

The Ning Dynasty has been destroyed, and there is no longer any system of kneeling.

Ye Wanlan did not get up, but bowed to Shen Mingshu very solemnly: "Disciple Yongning, greetings to the teacher." (End of this chapter)