Past experiences, sounds, pictures... all kinds of things gradually recovered in Xiang Mingyu''s mind.


    Blood, killing, crying, and swords were intertwined in her ears, making her brain almost explode.


    Although this pain was bone-bone, it was not worth mentioning to Xiang Mingyu. She slowly turned her head and looked at Hua Yingyue''s worried gaze.


    A few seconds later, she spoke half a beat slower: "Xiaoyue?"


    "Aunt!" Hua Yingyue cried with joy, "You remembered, you''re fine!"


    "I..." Xiang Mingyu kept massaged his temples, "You let me slow down, let it slow down first."


    Seeing Xiang Mingyu returning to normal, Ye Wanlan breathed a sigh of relief. When she let go, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.


    "Xiao Wan!" Yan Tingfeng helped Ye Wanlan in time, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously feeling angry.


    But in a flash, he just sighed softly, and his expression turned into helplessness in a flash.


    Yan Tingfeng hugged Ye Wanlan and returned to the temporary tent and covered her with a quilt.


    He sighed again: "It turns out that I always put myself in the next place. If I am gone..."


    Speaking of this, Yan Tingfeng didn''t say anything more.


    He took out the bamboo flute and placed it on his lips, blew a melodious sleeping song.


    Princess Jing''an''s body was restored, which made the Cultural Relics Bureau very excited.


    Things in the past cannot be pursued. Although they cannot change the ending three hundred years ago, at least three hundred years later,


    The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau thought for a while: "Mr. Mo, where do we bury Princess Jing''an''s body?"


    "You ask me?" Old Mo pointed at his nose, "Don''t ask me anymore. When the little girl Ye wakes up, discuss with her."


    "It''s reasonable." The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau sighed, "Ms. Ye''s accomplishments in history are really very high."


    Mr. Mo murmured: "I''m afraid that one day I will find Emperor Yongshun''s body again..."


    Even his heart couldn''t bear such explosive news!


    **


    When Ye Wanlan woke up again, it was already the third morning.


    The sun shines in through the windows, landing on the ground, spreading a faint layer of golden light.


    "Alan!" Hua Yingyue immediately stepped forward, "How do you feel? Hurry up, drink some water first."


    Ye Wanlan took the cup and drank the light salt water in the cup in one go: "Where is Aunt?"


    "I''m here." Xiang Mingyu lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in. She looked at the girl''s strange face and familiar expression, "Alan, aunt..."


    As soon as she opened her mouth, she started to swallow and failed to say the following words.


    On the day when Princess Xiang Lan of Yongning passed away, it was sunny and snowy, and the entire Daning Dynasty was shrouded in an atmosphere of extreme sadness.


    The saddest thing in the world is that the white-haired person sends the black-haired person.


    Ning Zhaozong was also hit hard by this matter, but he also went with him for a few years.


    At that time, she was also heartbroken, but once Ning Zhaozong left, she was the only one left. She had to cheer up and assist Xiang Chen in ascending the throne and continue the glory of Ning Dynasty.


    Xiang Mingyu never expected that she would see her niece again.


    She watched Xiang Lan grow up, from being thin when she first returned to the palace to growing up into a generation of deputy ministers. She also saw the hard work in her eyes.


    "Aunt." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "I''m here, I''ve been there all the time."


    "Auntie also made you worried." Xiang Mingyu wiped away her tears, "You slept for two days, and I also learned about what happened now from Xiaoyue, but I didn''t expect..."


    Three hundred years later, with the ever-changing changes, the mainland of China is still shining like a star.


    In this way, they were worth it back then.


    Ye Wanlan was slightly silent for a moment: "Then my aunt also knows Yongshun and Yongle..." "Xiaochen and Xiaoke..." Xiang Mingyu''s body shook, and tears fell uncontrollably, "They... they are so stupid!"


    The reason why she chose to go into battle was to buy enough time for Emperor Yongshun Xiang Chen and Princess Yongle Xiang Ke so that they could leave Fengyuan City safely.


    The Xiang royal family cannot be cut off like this.


    The physical pain caused by the dismemberment of the five horses was not as good as the pain in her heart after knowing what happened after her death.


    Xiang Chen committed suicide and Xiang Ke burned himself.


    What a tragic tragedy!


    "Aunt." Ye Wanlan whispered, "Brother Wang didn''t leave, Uncle Wang didn''t leave, Yingyue didn''t leave, you didn''t leave, so why did Yongshun and Yongle leave?"


    Under such circumstances, the Xiang royal family could completely withdraw from China and preserve their bloodlines.


    But they are not just royal families, but also the first solid line of defense in mainland China.


    The second glory of the Ning Dynasty originated from the Ning Zhaozong''s move to Fengyuan and guarding the country''s gates as the emperor.


    The demise of Ning Dynasty also ended with Emperor Yongshun''s suicide. From then on, the king died in the country and there was no Xiang royal family again.


    Xiang Mingyu choked and said, "Yes, they can''t leave..."


    How could she not know that although Emperor Yongshun Xiang Chen and Princess Yongle Xiang Ke were young, the blood of the Xiang royal family was flowing in their bodies.


    But as an elder, she really... feels sorry.


    "Alan." When Xiang Mingyu raised his head again, his eyes were as sharp as before, "Have you found out what those enemies were from back then? I''m not afraid of death, but I really die with my eyes!"


    As the sister of Ning Zhaozong''s mother, Princess Jing''an rarely faces things far beyond her control.


    But that day, she only felt a deep sense of powerlessness.


    "Well, I have a good eye." Ye Wanlan comforted him, "I am sure that they are not people from our world at all."


    Xiang Mingyu frowned: "A person outside the world?"


    As early as the Shun Dynasty, people at that time knew that if they practice martial arts and magic to a certain level, they could break through the world and reach a new place.


    They call such people "immortals" or "unworldly people".


    Dragons back to ancient times, the creation of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors has become a legend, and it is impossible to confirm whether they really exist.


    But there are also historical records that say that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have reached another level. They are not dead, but they are no longer in this world.


    From today''s scientific perspective, it is life from other planets.


    The vast universe is extremely vast, and naturally it is impossible for only one star on Earth to have life.


    "Yeah." Ye Wanlan''s eyes were cold, "That''s why they said that they were a higher civilization and had defeated Brother Wang with more advanced technology."


    This is a dimensionality reduction strike.


    Xiang Mingyu was silent for a long time, and his fists clenched: "What is their purpose?"


    However, no one knows.


    Ye Wanlan paused: "Aunt, the teacher said that they will make a comeback."


    “!!”


    Xiang Mingyu suddenly stood up: "What did the imperial teacher say?"


    "Not bad." Ye Wanlan told the story of her seeing Han Yunsheng, "So, I''ll start preparing from now on."


    She was even looking forward to the arrival of this group of people again.


    She personally avenged the national hatred and family hatred three hundred years ago! (End of this chapter)