Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 233 Punishment! Fengyuan, Princess Yongning has returned [1 update]

Chapter 233: 233 Punishment! Fengyuan, Princess Yongning has returned [1 update]

Zhou Yixiang had long poured out the leftover lemon water and thrown the cup into the trash can.

With only Zhou Yixiang’s testimony, what effect could it have?

True, Zhou Yixiang was the top student in their faculty, but her grades weren’t poor either.

Besides, didn’t Zhou Yixiang remain unaffected till the end of the re-examination interview and passed it smoothly?

No matter how you look at it, the faculty wouldn’t punish her over an attempted but unsuccessful act.

Zhou Yixiang shook her head, her expression cooling, "Tong Li, you’re really too naive."

If you don’t want others to know, don’t do it yourself.

To speak of one’s actions so openly and honestly, really expecting to escape punishment.

"Zhou Yixiang, what do you mean?" Tong Li was angered, "I knew you’ve always looked down on me, verbally offering to guide me with homework, but in reality, you were just showing off your talent!" ƒrēenovelkiss.com

If it weren’t for the need of Zhou Yixiang’s help, she would never have tried to please Zhou Yixiang!

A chill settled in Zhou Yixiang’s heart.

So this was Tong Li’s thought all along; it was her own fault for not seeing it clearly.

But fortunately, they would no longer have any connection in the future.

Zhou Yixiang folded the last piece of clothing, tucked it into her suitcase, then grabbed the case and left the dormitory without looking back.

Furious, Tong Li slammed her books onto the desk, "So what if you’re talented? Does being talented give you the right to look down on others? You just got lucky this time!"

Despite saying this, she felt extremely anxious.

Her plan had been either to replace Zhou Yixiang in the recommendation for admission to Yunjing University or to have Zhou Yixiang continue guiding her on her graduation project and thesis.

But now that she had fallen out with Zhou Yixiang, what should she do?

Tong Li racked her brains for a solution.

After an unknown amount of time, the dormitory door was knocked heavily upon.

At the same time, the instructor’s icy voice sounded, "Tong Li, come to my office."

Tong Li’s heart dropped, and she hastily opened the door, "Teacher, is there something wrong?"

The instructor’s gaze was sharp, "You’ll know when you get here."

In the office, there wasn’t just one person present.

The dean, the two vice deans were all there, and as Zhou Yixiang’s friends, Ye Wanlan and Zhou Zhiyun had also arrived.

On the table was a broken plastic cup, still with lemon slices inside.

Seeing such a setup, Tong Li panicked on the spot.

She was no fool; how could she not realize that her actions had been completely exposed?

Facing the higher-ups of the faculty, Tong Li no longer had her previous dominating and aggressive attitude towards Zhou Yixiang.

"Tong Li, do you know that because of your selfishness, you almost ruined a promising student?" the dean scolded, "You want to go to Yunjing University? Do it on your own merit. What’s the point of harming others? Even if you go to Yunjing University, where there are even more talents, what then—are you planning to harm them one by one?"

"Dean, I..." Tong Li turned pale, her lips quivering, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Miss Zhou, Miss Ye, we will definitely proceed according to school regulations," the dean turned to them, "Such despicable conduct must be severely punished!"

At the same time, he was also relieved that Zhou Yixiang was unharmed this time; otherwise, he couldn’t afford the price if a talent’s future was destroyed.

Ye Wanlan stood up and said indifferently, "I trust in Jiangcheng University’s ability to enforce."

"Jiangcheng University’s enforcement has always been strong," Zhou Zhiyun smiled slightly, "Such students with rotten characters would be a cancer on society if they were to enter it."

This statement made Tong Li cry on the spot.

Of course, she knew Zhou Zhiyun was the third young lady of the Zhou Family, a true socialite of the Jiang Circle.

Having fawned over Zhou Yixiang for so long, she also harbored the idea of getting close to the Zhou Family, perhaps to achieve a class jump someday in the future.

But now, all was lost.

Regret filled Tong Li’s heart, but what was more prevalent was resentfulness.

She didn’t think she had done anything wrong; she only thought she hadn’t succeeded.

If she had successfully caused Zhou Yixiang to miss the interview, then the recommendation would have been hers.

Tong Li walked out of the office in a daze, knowing that a harsh punishment awaited her.

In light of this incident, the Faculty of Arts swiftly issued a disciplinary notice, naming names explicitly, posting it on the bulletin board and also synchronously on the official website.

"Now that Yixiang has gotten into Pulling the Sky Company, I can finally rest assured," Zhou Zhiyun was satisfied, "And it was thanks to Miss Ye for recognizing Yixiang’s talent. She used to ask me whether designing jewelry had any purpose."

"Everyone is born with their own purpose," Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "Everyone has their own right place."

And as for the future, Shenzhou will surely reach its zenith once more, claiming the pinnacle of the world.

**

Three days later was the day Ye Wanlan set off for Fengyuan.

This time when she left, she would be away from Jiangcheng for two months, which made Lin Huaijin reluctant to part with her.

Before sending Ye Wanlan to the car, he kept reminding her, "Remember to call when you get there, you must call to report your safety, so your aunt and I can rest assured. If you need anything, contact us first."

Ever since Ye Wanlan came clean about her body being transmigrated, Lin Huaijin had one more worry.

He worried that the selfish and terrible Transcendent Woman, upon seeing Ye Wanlan’s life slowly improving, would come back.

But he wouldn’t allow anyone to hurt his niece again, absolutely not!

Lin Wenli also seemed somewhat downcast, distracted while doing his work.

The doorbell rang, and the front door opened.

"Hey! Wenli!" Jiang Zhengxue stuck her head out, extending a hand and smiling, "We meet again. Sister Lan told you about the tutoring, right?"

Lin Wenli sighed, "My sister told me."

"Don’t worry, this time I’ll definitely understand what you teach," Jiang Zhengxue patted her chest, "But let’s not talk too much, let’s get started."

Lin Wenli pulled out his textbook, picked up a pen, and began to explain the problems to Jiang Zhengxue.

Half an hour later—

Jiang Zhengxue, who was gazing at the physics formulas as if they were hieroglyphs, slowly lifted her head from the table, resignedly facing her demise.

Lin Wenli’s heart tightened, "What’s wrong?"

"I’ve changed my mind, let’s start by teaching me martial arts," Jiang Zhengxue said, rubbing her hands together, "Let’s leave physics for later."

Lin Wenli: "..."

He knew it.

**

Jiangcheng and Fengyuan, one in the south and one in the north, the flight between them takes a total of three hours.

As the National Day holiday approaches, more and more tourists are heading to Fengyuan City.

Jiang Xulin, wearing a pair of sunglasses, swaggered off the plane.

Just as he was about to pose for a photo, he got kicked by Fang Qingli, "Don’t block the way taking pictures."

Zhou Yixiang looked around curiously, fascinated by everything in Fengyuan.

Ye Wanlan surveyed the ancient city from the airport’s vantage point, her heart trembling uncontrollably.

Fengyuan, she had returned.

Three hundred years later, she had finally set foot on her ancestral home once again.

In her past life, until she was fourteen, she had spent three quarters of each year in Fengyuan, learning The Six Arts of a Gentleman, The Art of Sovereignty, Strategies of Governance, and The Way of Being a Monarch alongside Ning Zhaozong and the civil and military officials.

After fourteen, she had been constantly on the move, and when she died, she hadn’t been able to die in Fengyuan, which had become a regret.

Bing He and Tie Ma drove two cars, and the group made their way to the Inner City.

The current Fengyuan City had been expanded, but the Inner City preserved the traces of the past and did not allow for new buildings.

Ye Wanlan’s hand rested on the ancient city wall, feeling the veins on the surface of the stones beneath her.

"This part of the wall was repaired later," Yan Tingfeng’s voice came from behind her, "Historical records show that at that time, the city was breached from all four directions, the walls collapsed, and tens of thousands of lives were lost in an instant."

After a moment of silence, Ye Wanlan said softly, "Yeah, I’ve seen it."

She was vividly aware of how much more tragic the war was than reported in the history books, having been shown the scene from He Jia’s death by the Qingyun Pendant.

"Yongning Palace! The first stop must be Yongning Palace!" Fang Qingli said eagerly, "I can’t wait to pay respects to my white moonlight ancestor."

Jiang Xulin said casually, "Today is Saturday, and with Fengyuan being a major tourist city, we won’t be able to get in without a reservation."

Hearing this, Fang Qingli was disheartened, "In my hurry to get here, I almost forgot this crucial detail."

"It’ll be the same if we go on another day," Ye Wanlan didn’t mind, "Yongning Palace is right here, it won’t run away."

"It’s kind of strange when you think about it," Rong Yu said, "At that time, foreign invaders destroyed all of Fengyuan, and Princess Yongle even committed suicide by self-immolation in the Yongle Palace to preserve her honor, dying together with the enemy."

Ye Wanlan listened quietly, not saying a word.

Yongle...

Her eyelashes drooped, and her fingers curled into a fist, shaking slightly.

"The Imperial Palace turned into rubble, and now it’s all remnants of walls," Rong Yu continued, "Yet, Princess Yongning’s Yongning Palace is the most intact. Could it really be because Princess Yongning was a unique Ziwei star in a millennium, and even her palace had divine protection?"

The complete preservation of Yongning Palace was indeed a mystery in history.

Many historians and archaeologists had debated and explored this mystery.

There were various theories, but no definitive evidence.

Yan Tingfeng turned his head, "Divine protection? Do you believe in such illusory things?"

"I just said it on a whim, I don’t know," Rong Yu said sheepishly, "I’ve even read fan fiction saying that it was the Master of Highest Heaven Tower who protected Yongning Palace, we’re all just making it up."

Yan Tingfeng said indifferently, "It wasn’t made up."

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