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Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 614 - 612: Princess Consort Yang Entangled by a Demon
The immense fear caused Princess Consort Yang to suddenly lose her voice, her breath stuck in her chest, unable to go up or down, unable to make any sound at all.
Before her eyes, the snow-white spirit with a cat’s nose, accompanied by billowing thick smoke, had already arrived at the bedside. Its lake-green eyes stared indifferently at Princess Consort Yang, as if wanting to suck away her soul.
Suddenly, the cat-like spirit curled its small red lips and gave a wicked smile.
With a lift of its hand, it raised a giant Yellow Talisman, slowly burning it with a candle, then tossed it towards Princess Consort Yang’s face.
Princess Consort Yang’s entire body trembled violently, her expression extremely ferocious, and finally, the breath stuck in her throat dissipated. She let out a shrill scream, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
This first and also last scream pierced through the silent night sky, immediately attracting the guards patrolling outside her bedroom, and many footsteps could already be heard approaching, about to enter.
"Bad news! An assassin!"
The two eunuchs lying at the hall door startled the guards who came running at the sound. The leader immediately stepped forward to push the door, only to find it locked from the inside.
This was extremely unusual because the masters in the palace would never lock the door when they slept. If something happened, they could shout, and the palace slaves guarding outside could come in immediately.
Seeing the door wouldn’t budge, the leader of the Imperial Guards’ face turned extremely grim as he ordered, "Break it down!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of pounding violently echoed, and the sturdy door began to shake violently.
Lin Wanwan was still groping for anesthetic needles on the bodies of the two palace maids on the bed, but the light was too dim, and she simply couldn’t find them.
Meanwhile, the door was about to be smashed open.
But Lin Wanwan absolutely couldn’t leave such a big flaw; she had to take the needles.
"Bang!"
Finally, the door fell heavily with a loud crash.
At that exact moment, the two needles on the palace maids’ bodies were gathered into Lin Wanwan’s palm.
"Not good, Princess Consort Yang is entangled with a spirit!"
"Demon, come face your doom!"
The Imperial Guards were startled by the snow-white half-human, half-spirit holding a white candle before them, but they quickly reacted, drawing their swords and rushing forward.
Not to mention a spirit; even if a god barred the way, they’d slay it! If they ever retreated, they wouldn’t be the elite soldiers guarding the Great Tang’s inner palace!
After the Xuanwu Gate incident, Li Shimin was left in a state of prolonged inner fear and insomnia due to having killed his brothers Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji. He always felt there were disturbances outside the palace gate, which made the palace uneasy.
Later, Wei Chigong and Qin Shubao presented a memorial, saying they had spent their lives in warfare and were not afraid of any spirits or demons. If they guarded the palace gate in armor, there would surely be no trouble.
With the two great generals guarding the gate, Li Shimin indeed slept peacefully through the night.
However, they couldn’t keep the two generals guarding the gate forever, so later, a painter was ordered to capture the likenesses of the two generals and paste them on the doors as door gods.
Thus, dealing with these spirits and demons, the palace was quite experienced.
Guards whose hands were stained with the blood of countless people could hardly be afraid of spirits; encountering one would only lead to its certain slaying.
Lin Wanwan got up, flashed a mysterious smile at the crowd, and behind her, a Space-Time Light Gate lit up. She dragged a small cart carrying a mist-shrouded fake mountain and traversed through the Space-Time Gate.
Arrows shot toward her, but Lin Wanwan, with sharp eyes and nimble hands, caught them, the massive force nearly tearing her skin.
Luckily, her body, transformed by the Space-Time Gate, had astonishing strength, ultimately gripping the arrows tightly, taking them along back to the modern time-space.
The spirit and Light Gate vanished before everyone’s eyes, leaving everyone’s scalp tingling and heart palpitating with fear.
One lantern after another lit up in the palace; this was destined to be an unsettling night.
Back in the modern era, Lin Wanwan took out the makeup removal tools left by a previous internet celebrity, taking off her wig and removing her mask.
Just then, the doorbell rang, startling Lin Wanwan greatly.
"Who is it?"
"Wanwan, it’s me." Lu Shouyue’s voice echoed from outside the door.
Wasn’t he supposed to be abroad? How did he return so quickly?
Lin Wanwan was a bit headachy, regretting making a sound earlier; pretending not to be home would have been better. Now how to deal with this, especially with her special effects makeup still on?
"Wanwan?" The voice sounded again at the door.
"Oh well, what am I afraid of? No one could guess such an outrageous thing like time travel." Lin Wanwan comforted herself briefly and rose to open the door.
Lu Shouyue, holding a gift box outside, was startled by Lin Wanwan’s snow-white appearance: "Wanwan, is this... cosplay?"
Lin Wanwan’s eyes shifted, going along with his words: "Yeah."
Lu Shouyue walked in, leisurely scrutinizing Lin Wanwan for a moment before chuckling: "Who’s the character you’re cosplaying as?"
Lin Wanwan sat back at her room’s dressing table, continuing to remove her makeup, while casually replying: "A cat spirit."
Lu Shouyue placed the gift box on the dining table, then followed to the room door, folded his arms, leaned against it, and watched Lin Wanwan remove her makeup.
Lin Wanwan had already taken off her false eyelashes and removed the heavy eye makeup. Now she was wiping the white powder from her face with makeup remover pads, gradually revealing her true appearance.
"Teacher Lu, have you just returned? Don’t you need to adjust to the time difference?"
Lu Shouyue paused for a moment before saying: "Wanwan, I came back last night and sent you a message on WeChat."
Lin Wanwan let out an "oh," apologizing: "I haven’t looked at my phone at all, so I didn’t know."
Lu Shouyue watched Lin Wanwan with an inscrutable expression for a while, saying nothing.
At this moment, Lin Wanwan stood up and said to Lu Shouyue: "Teacher Lu, I’m covered in so much powder, I should take a shower. Make yourself comfortable!"
With that said, she nonchalantly gathered her change of clothes and headed for the bathroom.
As she passed Lu Shouyue, who was standing like a door god at the door, she didn’t forget to give him a slight smile in greeting.
Lu Shouyue chuckled, uncertain what expression he should bear, pondering whether Wanwan trusted him too much or didn’t see him as a man.
He exhaled lightly and, hearing the enticingly suggestive sound of water from the bathroom, turned to the living room sofa, sat down, opened his phone, and started playing mobile games at full volume.
Lin Wanwan washed quickly, slathering body wash and makeup remover as if they were free, soon removing the powder from her body. Having washed comfortably, she donned a simple spring white tracksuit and fetched the hairdryer to blow-dry her hair.
She had to go out shortly, traveling fifty kilometers away to refresh the Space-Time Gate.
As long as she went fifty kilometers away, the Space-Time Gate to another world would refresh randomly.
Of course, randomness carried the risk of being accidentally discovered by someone; generally, Lin Wanwan wouldn’t choose to do it unless necessary.
This time, to scare those in the Imperial Palace, she had no choice but to take this risk; lesser of two evils, after all.
She wondered how Princess Consort Yang was doing after such a fright; originally, she had intended to speak and give a warning.
However, upon crossing over, Lin Wanwan discovered that the string lights and transformation device she had brought were all broken, leading her to remain silent to avoid recognition.







