The Xiang family palace was completely destroyed in the war three hundred years ago. It was not only the mysterious invaders that trampled on this land, but also the plunderers from Beilu and other places snatched away the remaining antique cultural relics.


    Fengyuan City is full of holes, and the earth is full of traces of burning and excavation.


    In this case, it is incredible that Princess Jing''an''s body can be preserved.


    "It''s the body of Princess Jing''an, Mr. Mo!" The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau became more and more excited as he spoke. "Ms. Ye said that there is something under the Jing''an Palace, and it really is. She is indeed our timely rain!"


    Old Mo''s pupils suddenly contracted, and he stood up rubbing his hands and raised his tone: "It''s really? Didn''t you lie to me?"


    "It''s true, Mr. Mo." The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau said with confidence, "Oh, if you weren''t rushing to call me back, I would definitely have to wait for the archaeological team to restore Princess Jing''an''s body before coming back."


    Old Mo''s expression was blank for a moment, and his brain stopped rotating.


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


    According to what the invaders did to the Xiang royal family at that time, it was impossible for Princess Jing''an to have the body of Princess Jing''an under the Jing''an Palace.


    All of this is beyond Mr. Mo''s perception.


    "Mr. Mo, if you have nothing else, I will go back to Fengyuan." The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau hurriedly stood up, "It is a big deal to repair Princess Jing''an''s body. I must be present. I am afraid that Lao Xue will not be able to bear the heart when he encounters something that makes him excited."


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


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


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


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


    "Okay, don''t look at me like that." Old Mo turned his head and said in a somewhat unnatural tone, "Although I am an old antique and stubborn, I correct my mistakes when I know it. You are right. This world still needs to be left to young people."


    The old guys, it’s time to delegate power.


    **


    The news that Princess Jing''an''s body was unearthed has spread to major social media platforms in a blink of an eye.


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


    【? ? ? 】


    [No, really? How did Ye Wanlan know? ! I don’t believe it was the ancients who asked for dreams, so why did they just ask for her or not? 】


    [Maybe it is because you know that you do not have the ability to compete with the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau. 】


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


    [I deeply doubt that Ye Wanlan came from ancient times! She even witnessed the Battle of Hosts with her own eyes! 】


    [You guys blow her a little too much, right? I think everything is just a coincidence, and it is also worn by ancient times? Why don’t you just say that she is Princess Yongning? 】


    …


    There are still debates online, and the archaeological team is working overtime to repair Princess Jing''an''s body.


    When the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau and Mr. Mo rushed back to Fengyuan City, it was already late at night local time.


    Jing''an Palace is still brightly lit, and it is obvious that repairing Princess Jing''an''s body is not an easy task.


    To this end, the Cultural Relics Bureau sent another team of troops to assist.


    "Old Mo?" Seeing the old man, Professor Xue hurriedly stood up, "Why are you here too?"


    Mr. Mo did not answer this question, but asked, "Where is that little girl Ye?"


    "Old Mo, this time it was because of Wan Lan that we were able to successfully find Princess Jing''an''s body!" Professor Xue was anxious, "All mistakes are all my faults. If you want to be accountable, please hold me accountable!"


    "I''m not here to hold people accountable." Mr. Mo was a little helpless, "I''m here to apologize to this little girl Ye. At the beginning, I did something wrong and caused such a big remarks on the Internet. I should apologize."


    Professor Xue was shocked 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 find her, you still need to wait for her to wake up. Why not go and rest first."


    "No need." Old Mo waved his hand, "I''m just waiting here."


    Several people sat down and stared at the archaeological team''s movements.


    "Princess Jing''an is at middle age and still holds a gun and sets on his horse to defend China." Professor Xue couldn''t help but sigh, "I am really a hero among women, a role model for us." Mr. Mo agreed very much: "Princess Jing''an was also an extremely shining figure during the Zhaozong period."


    Yan Tingfeng''s eyelashes drooped and he did not interrupt.


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


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


    only…


    Yan Tingfeng raised his hand and slowly pressed his temple, and he also had a lot of doubts in his heart.


    Ye Wanlan...How to confirm that Princess Jing''an''s body is under Jing''an Palace?


    Of course, he also saw the remarks on the Internet. Some of them are not unreasonable, but many of them are nonsense.


    It seems that he is going to visit the Rong family again.


    “Professor Xue.”


    At this time, a sound rang out.


    Everyone looked back.


    Ye Wanlan put on a coat and walked towards him: "My body of Princess Jing''an has been restored to a height?"


    "Wan Lan?" Professor Xue was stunned and blurted out, "Why don''t you take more rest?"


    "I''m really worried." Ye Wanlan smiled, "Since I''m awake, then come and have a look."


    "The director and Mr. Mo brought new people here." Professor Xue said with a serious expression, "It is expected that in another two hours, the body will be repaired. Otherwise, you can rest for a while and I will call you again."


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


    On the side, Hua Yingyue stood quietly with Xiang Mingyu in a place where others could not see it.


    Old Mo hesitated for a moment and slowly stepped forward: "Miss Ye, this matter is really wrong with mine."


    "You are Mr. Mo, right?" Ye Wanlan turned his head and was very polite. "I can understand your feelings. After all, it is normal for you to misunderstand and prejudice against me if you don''t know me."


    This sentence shocked Mr. Mo.


    With his age, he is enough to be Ye Wanlan''s great-grandfather.


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


    The girl sat here calmly and generously, and had a maturity that was not of age.


    Old Mo sighed: "Today, Miss Ye taught me a good lesson. I am very grateful. I still have to say this apology."


    At this moment, he even believed that Ye Wanlan was more suitable to be the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau.


    "Ah snee!" The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau sneezes suddenly. He tightened his clothes and muttered, "Who is scolding me..."


    Ye Wanlan closed his eyes and waited quietly.


    Time passed by minute by minute, and the sound of "ding ding dangdang" in my ears was endless


    finally-


    "Okay! Fixed!"


    Ye Wanlan opened her eyes in this surprise shout. She took the lead in looking at the direction where Xiang Mingyu and Hua Yingyue were.


    Hua Yingyue''s expression was also unexciting: "Aunt, do you feel the difference?"


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


    Countless complex memories surged towards her brain, and countless pictures flew past her eyes.


    The pain faded, Xiang Mingyu shook his head gently, his eyes from confusion to firmness and full of energy!


    She remembered it, and remembered it all.


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