Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 625 - 623: She Doesn’t Know

Lin Wanwan went to the hospital to assist her teacher with prescriptions, while Lu Shouyue, sitting alone in front of the computer, was lost in thought.

On his laptop screen, there was a list of all the antiques he knew that Lin Wanwan had taken out.

Apart from Gu Yewang’s Insect Grass Painting, Cai Yong’s Jiaowei Zither, and today’s box of ancient books, all the rest were related to the Tang Dynasty.

Even those antiques unrelated to the Tang Dynasty shared one characteristic—they all predated the Tang Dynasty, without exception!

Connecting this with Lin Wanwan’s interest solely in Tang history, her limited understanding of only Tang culture...

Lu Shouyue pondered for a moment and increasingly felt that the unbelievable thought in his mind seemed more real. He took out his phone and played the video of a man in ancient costume playing the zither, which he had saved.

In the next second, he directly opened the TV screen and cast the video from his phone onto it.

The 100-inch high-definition LCD TV displayed the video, whose visual and audio quality he had enhanced at great expense, in extraordinary clarity.

This time, he didn’t look at the person, didn’t listen to the music, but focused solely on the background of the video, even pausing it and watching it frame by frame.

Lu Shouyue assumed the stance of an antique appraiser, analyzing the background furniture that appeared in the scene.

After a long while, Lu Shouyue suddenly laughed.

It was all Tang-style furniture, from the clothing to the background, without a single flaw!

The complete view of that zither, although it was only revealed for a brief second, didn’t escape Lu Shouyue’s keen eyes.

This is the Jiaowei Zither, the very one Lin Wanwan owns, personally crafted by Cai Yong!

He then opened the VPN software and found Lin Wanwan’s account on the foreign website, which only had a few videos uploaded.

When the video of the beauty playing the konghou went viral, he also took notice of it. Out of habit, he casually had an expert check it out, and accidentally discovered Lin Wanwan’s alias through the IP address.

At that time, he didn’t think much of it, silently followed her account, and harbored no other suspicions.

But today, a different thought sprouted in his mind.

After casting and studying the videos of the beauty playing the konghou and performing the Hu Xuan Dance, Lu Shouyue raised an eyebrow.

Sherlock Holmes once said, when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

Lu Shouyue reopened the video of Xiao Chong playing the zither, shaking his head with a chuckle: "No wonder I couldn’t catch you, you were hiding a thousand years in the past."

He closed the video, and a surge of confidence rose from within him.

Not knowing your opponent is the most debilitating, once known, it’s not hard to defeat them.

He immediately made a phone call, asking someone to find all the information available on the brutal struggles between the gate valve families during the Great Tang, and their tug-of-war with the royal authority.

The information about the gate valve families’ domestic intrigues, the cumbersome rules, and the various oppressions and exploitations towards women, is the most crucial, with documented evidence being preferable.

What right does someone from an era where men are superior to women, and polygamy is legalized, have to win over someone who is wholeheartedly devoted to her?!

Of course, Lu Shouyue wasn’t one hundred percent sure about this conjecture either, after all, it was too bizarre.

There are many time-travel novels and TV shows, and Einstein’s theory of relativity also mentioned that if some speed exceeds the speed of light, time travel is possible. Then there are black holes, wormholes, alien civilizations, and so on.

But in reality, it is still quite eerie.

Even from a sci-fi perspective, even if one could travel to the past, it is impossible to change or participate in the past.

Changing the past belongs not to science fiction, but to fantasy.

The person I love, is she a fairy?

Lu Shouyue smiled, quietly thinking to himself: Wanwan, even if you are a spirit-sucking fairy, I would still find pleasure in it.

Unbeknownst to Lin Wanwan, who was diligently assisting her teacher with prescriptions, all these thoughts never reached her from Lu Shouyue’s side.

Lu Shouyue would not directly confront her for confirmation; if it’s true, careful attention would eventually reveal a flaw.

If Lin Wanwan knew that today’s donation of a box of books and a joke could lead Lu Shouyue to the truth, she wouldn’t have donated them, not even if it killed her.

In another time and space, inside Mao County’s County Government, Xiao Chong had just finished dealing with political affairs and was silently writing.

"The waters of Zi, on top of Wanqiu, truly affectionate, yet hopeless."

As he finished the last word, Xiao Chong felt stifled, and his hand pressed down, causing the ink to unwittingly seep through the paper, just like his heart shrouded in haze.

Long ago, he realized that Lin Wanwan’s so-called Ranger senior brother had never appeared at the docks.

Whether this person existed was unknown, and perhaps, like the deceased fiancé she spoke of, it was just a lie.

She didn’t know that as the father official of Mao County, his control over the docks was far more extensive than she imagined.

The so-called treasures from the Western Regions she presented, even the experienced international merchants in Chang’an City hadn’t seen, nor could the nobility and envoys living in Chang’an produce such fine items.

Everything about her was full of flaws, her entire being was riddled with them.

Yet, as she tried so hard to conceal them, he also pretended not to know, not to probe deeper.

The education she received could not have been provided by just one teacher; there must be a powerful civilization behind it, making her so extraordinary.

Still, he never imagined that the disparity between them was so vast that she didn’t have the courage to even try.

With this thought, Xiao Chong crumpled the ink-stained paper into a ball and expertly tossed it into the wastebasket.

Fetching a new sheet of paper, he dipped his brush in ink and wrote: "Longing is futile, melancholy is insanity."

The words before him gradually transformed into Lin Wanwan’s mischievous and playful figure.

Her words "I love you, but I won’t marry" echoed in his ears again, and his gaze became wooden, his inner sorrow indescribable.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Suddenly, Xiao Chong began coughing.

The spring days still carried a chill, and being always lightly dressed, he unfortunately caught a cold, and though medication cured the illness, he was left with a persistent cough.

He should never see her again, for she declared he should be free; he should gracefully revert to the role of "cousin," a forever unmarried fiancé.

He had always been unorthodox, who could force his hand?

As long as his demeanor remains composed, who could see his disarray?

He knew well that failing to make a clean cut leads to eventual chaos.

But reason and emotions are entirely separate matters.

"Zifang, are you in the study?" Dugu Di’s voice sounded outside the door.

Xiao Chong swallowed the cough, concealed his tears, and slowly stood up, saying: "Yes, I am."

Dugu Di’s figure appeared the next moment, and what he intended to say halted upon seeing Xiao Chong’s expression.

Half-blind as he was, Dugu Di seemed to have the clarity of a mirror inside, always able to "see" things others could not.

However, Dugu Di chose not to ask anything.

"Brother Xiwen, anything wrong?" Xiao Chong had already returned to his usual unflustered demeanor.

Dugu Di sighed: "Yes, there is an issue. Over at Ta Mountain Dam, there’s news that prisoners want to evade labor. It’s been said that recently, the food there has been severely embezzled, causing unrest among the inmates."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chong immediately stepped forward, saying: "Let’s go, we’ll discuss as we walk and visit the site."

"Alright."