Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life Chapter 704 - 699: I Brought a Handgun into the Palace

As dawn broke, Lin Wanwan comforted the two girls at ho, one older and one younger, before sitting in the carriage with her luggage and heading toward Chang’an City with a "clattering" sound.

This ti, she would have to stay in the palace for at least ten days, and just thinking about it was quite exhausting.

In the solemnly regulated Forbidden Palace, it was nowhere near as comfortable as her manor where she could be the master.

However, as soon as she thought her mission was about to be successfully completed, she felt quite happy.

Lin Wanwan was always cautious with Li Shimin, but she genuinely liked Empress Zhangsun, the little beauty Li Lizhi, the chubby Li Tai, and the young Li Chengqian.

Especially towards the three Princes and Princesses, perhaps because she knew their lancholic historical destinies, Lin Wanwan couldn’t help but feel sympathy.

None of the three lived long lives. Even Li Tai, who lived the longest, only reached thirty-two.

The other two did not live past thirty.

Having traveled through the Great Tang and t them, Lin Wanwan dared not easily intervene in the destinies of Li Tai and Li Chengqian. But she could still ntion sothing about Li Lizhi and Empress Zhangsun.

Zhangsun died prematurely in the tenth year of the Zhenguan era due to respiratory illness, while Li Lizhi died at the age of twenty-three, possibly due to lung disease according to historical records.

To speak of it, Empress Zhangsun indeed wasn’t very healthy.

She suffered from severe respiratory illness, which is a difficult condition to cure even with modern dicine.

Because of the mother’s weakness, the seven children Zhangsun gave birth to, despite receiving Li Shimin’s imnse favor, were all short-lived.

When Li Zhi beca the Emperor, surrounded by great doctors and nurtured with valuable herbs, he still only lived to fifty-six, and was plagued with illness in his later years, unable to see.

With Lin Wanwan’s current dical skills, and the convenience of consulting and researching in modern tis at any ti, it was possible to adjust and treat Zhangsun and Li Lizhi.

Throughout this year, she frequently perford acupuncture and massages for the two, and gifted them a health-focused Tai Chi exercise guide (Lin Wanwan herself hadn’t learned it, frankly, she had no ti for it, so she just gave the guide).

Empress Zhangsun’s passing, aside from her own illness, was likely also related to her frequent childbirth.

Last year, she gave birth to Princess Chengyang; this year, she was once again pregnant with Princess Jinyang.

Never mind the dical conditions of the Great Tang, this childbirth speed would be draining even in modern tis.

Afterward, in the two years before her death, she again gave birth to Princess Xincheng, and the following year experienced her mother’s passing. Her vitality hadn’t recovered from childbirth, then experienced a great shock, so her health deteriorating was no surprise.

To change their destinies, straightforwardly, of course, is to stop them from giving birth.

If she didn’t give birth anymore, at least she could live longer.

Though if history’s inertia was strong enough, Lin Wanwan might not be able to change it. However, the history in this tiline had already begun a butterfly effect since saving Xiao Chong, so erasing Princess Xincheng was possible.

As for Li Lizhi, historically, there is no clear record of her having offspring, nor any ntion of her children on her epitaph.

But her descendant Zhangsun Yan, in so docunts, is regarded as a legitimate son.

Lin Wanwan wasn’t quite sure if Li Lizhi gave birth; no matter what history says, preventing her from early childbirth is undoubtedly beneficial.

Her body hadn’t fully developed yet, and she was herself weak and sickly, so it was certainly inappropriate for early childbirth.

Even the year Princess Changle died, she hadn’t yet reached the best reproductive age by modern standards.

During these days interacting with Changle, Lin Wanwan often instilled modern reproductive knowledge, explaining the dangers of early pregnancy and the horrors of childbirth, leaving the young girl quite apprehensive.

Once Zhangsun’s current pregnancy concluded, Lin Wanwan would inform her of her frail health and unsuitability for further pregnancies. If she was sensible, she might consider consuming Abortion Soup.

But if she refused to heed advice, Lin Wanwan could do nothing about it.

Modern contraceptive pills weren’t convenient to bring, and the least harmful contraceptive tools were impossible to provide her, leaving it to the two’s own discretion.

Thus, while randomly musing over the fates of a few palace acquaintances, the carriage arrived at the palace gates.

Lin Wanwan alighted the carriage, t with the welcoming palace official Chen Shi at the gates, handed over her baggage, and walked in cautiously.

Upon entering the palace, her luggage naturally had to be routine checked, but Lin Wanwan didn’t mind. She blatantly stuffed a handgun into her luggage, taking advantage of the Great Tang people’s ignorance, not recognizing this most potent weapon.

If there were any queries after the check, she’d profess it to be a peculiar item left by her ntor, daring anyone to expose her.

As for the bullets, haha, she had Hong Yan make them into accessory decorations on a wig.

In the palace, she certainly wouldn’t use this item idly. After all, without a silencer, the noise was too great, the power too strong, and the consequences too severe.

Only when her life faced serious threats would she consider using it, as an additional safety net beyond the Space-Ti Gate.

The Space-Ti Gate wasn’t always reliable; last year when she was drugged, feeling ntally uneasy, she couldn’t focus enough to open the Space-Ti Gate to escape.

In such scenarios, certainly, having a gun ans having the world under control.

Although she had only practiced with the gun for half a day, Scarlett hadn’t practiced at all, yet in a life-and-death confrontation with the Northerner, she could unhesitatingly shoot him dead. Naturally, Lin Wanwan felt she could do the sa.

As for the Nail Gun and Sleeve Crossbow, they certainly couldn’t be brought into the palace.

The nail "weapon" of the Nail Gun wouldn’t pass through the palace security inspections.

The Sleeve Crossbow, even less so, as the Great Tang’s military had plenty of crossbows; no matter how miniaturized they were, they wouldn’t fail to recognize them.

Only the handgun, seeing as no one had ever seen it before, wouldn’t be understood, and could provide Lin Wanwan with ample security.

With such a truly powerful and concealed weapon in her possession, Lin Wanwan felt confident entering the palace this ti.

But for so minor grievances, if encountered, Lin Wanwan would just endure them, as resorting to a handgun was out of the question.

Fortunately, after her months of managent in the palace, few people could impose grievances on her.

After all, she wasn’t a common Palace Maid from a slave background; she was a Village Lady of Le’an, additionally having the Xiao family aura, with superb dical skills, who would deliberately give her a hard ti?

The only one, Princess Consort Yang, had been frightened by her, so much so that she was still ntally unwell and couldn’t cause trouble.

Lin Wanwan entered the palace to see Empress Zhangsun, gave her a peace examination, and guided a prenatal education session, then left with the Palace Maid.

She lived directly inside Empress Zhangsun’s Lizheng Hall, in a separate room due to her noble status.

However, just in case, she certainly wouldn’t readily travel through ti in the palace, but rather would hasten to get through Empress Zhangsun’s final days of childbirth, hoping for early liberation.

Returning to modern tis would, for Lin Wanwan, make ti longer, ntally exhausting!