Chapter 175: Destroy it directly! Princess Yongle【1 update】
A smooth and quiet voice without any ups and downs.
But there was a coldness about it that made people feel chilly in their hearts.
"Who?"
Xiang Yannan turned around and frowned when he saw a tall figure.
The girl was wearing black long-sleeved trousers, and her mask and hat were also black, so her appearance could not be clearly seen.
"Mysterious and sneaky!" Xiang Yannan looked her up and down, "Not bad, I like the figure, but what about her face?"
He is used to seeing men and women who like to cling to power, including many celebrities.
These people would make a special trip to inquire about the preferences of young ladies from rich families, and then do what they like, hoping to squeeze into the upper class society.
Xiang Yannan is not very young this year, but he has encountered many such things.
He doesn't refuse anyone who comes, and he accepts all the benefits. When he gets tired of it, he kicks it away, which has no effect on him.
However, he preferred to see the expressions on the faces of these greedy people when they thought they could get benefits but found out that the basket was empty.
Ye Banglan asked calmly: "Why don't you come over and pick it yourself?"
"Oh?" Xiang Yannan was really interested, "You are much more interesting than the last one."
He was about to step forward when he was stopped by two guards: "Young Master, her whereabouts are unknown. In case of a confrontation with the Young Master——"
"What kind of trouble can a woman make?" Xiang Yannan waved his hand indifferently, "Do you think everyone is Miss Shi Yuan?"
In their circle, only women with absolute strength and power can be respected.
There is Lin Shiyuan and Su Ningxiang, which are enough. There is no need for others to divide the already insufficient resources.
"What's your name? Which family do you belong to? What's your occupation?" Xiang Yannan asked as he walked, "If your family background is better, I can help you."
He said, already extending his hand.
However, just as he stretched out his hand and was still an inch away from Ye Banlan's mask, his wrist was suddenly clasped.
Xiang Yannan was still smiling when a cracking sound came from his ears!
His right wrist was broken like this.
Things happened so suddenly that after three seconds of silence, Xiang Yannan let out a pitiful howl like a slaughtered pig: "Ah——!!!"
"Young Master!" The guards finally came to their senses, their expressions changed drastically, and they stepped forward one after another.
Ye turned the tide but gave them no chance to save Xiang Yannan.
She bent her knees and raised her legs, directly hitting Xiang Yannan's lower body.
More severe pain surged over like a wave, overwhelming Xiang Yannan's mind.
The most vulnerable part suffered the heaviest blow, his vision went dark, and he almost fainted from the pain.
"Master!"
"stop!"
Two guards rushed over to rescue Xiang Yannan, but they couldn't get close to him even at night.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
After two sounds, the guard's body flew out and fell heavily to the ground. He was unable to even struggle and passed out directly.
Ye Banglan did not stop her strength. Her hand slowly moved up, pinched Xiang Yannan's neck, and lifted him up.
At this time, Xiang Yannan finally realized that the girl in front of him was someone who was greedy for vanity and wanted to borrow his power. She was clearly an evil spirit seeking life!
"伱...Who are you..." Xiang Yannan's face turned blue, and it was very difficult to breathe and speak. He did not forget to threaten, "My surname is Xiang, I... Poof!"
Xiang Yannan couldn't even speak as Ye Banglan exerted force on his hand.
For the first time, he felt death approaching.
"Hide from surveillance?" Ye Banlan asked calmly, "I can also hide, but can you hide now?"
Xiang Yannan's face was already turning gray with death, and the lack of oxygen made it impossible for him to hear what Ye Puanlan said.
Ye Lanlan released his hands.
With a "plop", Xiang Yannan fell to the ground, rolled down the steps and passed out.
As for the dagger...
The dagger is no longer at Xiang Yannan's home, but has been delivered to the Xiang family's old house.
Ye Banglan wiped the dust from his hands and walked out.
"Wonderful, so wonderful!" Rong Yu followed up with the camera in his arms, beaming, "I recorded them all. When I have free time, I must learn this neat kung fu from you. How long have you been learning? You are so skilled. sharp?"
"More than a thousand years."
Rong Yu: "???"
Did he hear wrongly or was Classmate Ye just teasing him? ! Ye turned the tide without looking back: "I'm going to the museum, no need to follow."
The Yunjing Museum is the largest museum in China, and it also adopts a reservation system. Today is a working day, and it is also overcrowded.
This was Ye Banglan's first time visiting the Yunjing Museum, and he was shocked by the rich collection here.
It spans five thousand years of history in China, from the primitive cavemen to modern times.
"Miss Ye?"
Someone called out tentatively.
Turn around at night.
"Miss Ye, it's really you." Curator Xiang was very happy, "Why did you come to Yunjing? I heard from the Archeology Center that you found Princess Yongning's Tongxin Pei and Princess Jing'an's Jinbu Yao this time. I haven’t flown to Jiangcheng in person to thank you yet!”
Ye Banglan nodded slightly: "Come here to clean up the door and take a look around. I like museums very much."
The museum is a place where she can calm down. There are many cultural relics here, and each cultural relic represents a piece of history and a story.
Walking into the museum is like tracing back the 5,000-year history of China.
"Cleaning up the house?" Director Xiang was a little confused. "Does Miss Ye still have family members in Yunjing? What did she do? You still have to come all the way from Jiangcheng?"
Ye Banglan smiled softly: "There was before, but now...it's gone."
Monk Zhanger, the director of the library, was confused: "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."
"Xiaocha, Xiaoliuli..." Qingyun Pei greeted each antique he had seen before, crying while saying hello, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.bybybybybybybybybyses.withby with with my with with my highness with you with your highness," I really envy you!”
However, these antiques whose names were called still lay quietly in the glass cover without any response.
"Oh, okay!" Qingyun Peibu stopped crying, "It's all because you are too stupid and can't speak. Hehe, I'm different, I'm super smart."
Ye Banlan also felt a little headache after hearing this, she said: "Shut up."
Qingyun Pei immediately stopped speaking.
Director Xiang: "...I, I didn't say anything either."
"Director Xiang, I'm not talking about you." Ye Banglan said politely, "Let's continue reading."
Curator Xiang is now trapped in self-doubt in life.
If you’re not talking about him, then who are you talking about?
Is there another person besides him here? !
Thinking of this, Director Xiang trembled, stepped forward quickly, wrapped his clothes tightly and lowered his voice: "Miss Ye, are you saying that there is a ghost here?"
This is a great possibility!
After all, these are all antiques from hundreds of thousands of years ago. Of course, they are all belongings of dead people. If you really bring something unclean...
Director Xiang became even more frightened: "I will go to Rong's house and ask Mr. Rong to come over and give us a ride!"
Ye Banglan sighed softly: "There is no such thing in China. Curator, please rest assured and just think that I was hallucinating just now."
Even so, Director Xiang was still a little worried and muttered: "It would be more appropriate to invite my family to come and have a look. Miss Ye, you will never hear voices!"
Ye Banglan gave up communicating with Director Xiang and continued to move forward.
Suddenly, she stopped in front of an exhibition cabinet and stopped moving.
"This is a treasure that was only recovered last year." Curator Xiang said, "This is a malachite green jade bead necklace. Miss Ye can tell that it is the size of a child."
Ye Banlan murmured: "Yongle..."
"Yes, it is indeed owned by Princess Yongle!" Curator Xiang glanced at her in surprise, "Miss Ye deserves to have a very high archaeological talent, and she can recognize it at a glance."
Ye Banglan did not respond to these words. She stared at the peacock green jade bead necklace and said in a voice that only she could hear: "I don't recognize it."
This peacock green jade bead necklace was a birthday gift given to Princess Yongle when she was still alive.
In their generation, Yongle is the youngest princess, eleven years younger than her.
Princess Yongle was only twelve years old when she burned herself in Yongle Palace and died with the enemy.
But she was still so young, and she was burned into a piece of withered bones by the fire. How could she not feel pain?
Qingyun Pei, who had been holding it in for a long time, still couldn't hold it in any longer: "This is a gift from Her Royal Highness the Princess to His Royal Highness Yongle! At that time, Lord Yan and you went together to select the ingredients."
"Yeah." Ye Banlan responded, "I thought this necklace was also destroyed by the fire."
"Oh, yes, that fire was really fatal." Director Xiang still thought that Ye Banlan was talking to him, and said sadly, "But Princess Yongle is really strong-willed, and would rather die than surrender. She is someone I should admire."
Ye Banglan nodded and continued to look at other antiques.
**
At this moment, the city center hospital.
"Who did it? Who did it?" Uncle Xiang was furious, "You are all a bunch of losers, even your young master can't protect you!"
The two guards dared not speak.
"Why don't you find someone quickly?" Uncle Xiang shouted angrily, "Contact me!"
By stepping on the Xiang family's face, this murderer was like kicking a brick wall!
A little confused, a little late~~
Good morning
(End of this chapter)