Huanzhu Time Travel: Yan Luo's Unbreakable Love in the Yong Dynasty

Little Swallow stood up in despair; she knew it was all over. She walked out of the palace, distraught, not knowing where to go.

In this entanglement of court intrigue and love, everyone struggles and strives for their own destiny and emotions. However, it seems that everything is relentlessly propelled by the giant wheel of fate, heading towards an unknown and helpless direction.

Since separating from Hongzhou, Xiao Yanzi has become a different person. She locks herself in her room in the Prime Minister's mansion all day, staring blankly at herself in the mirror, her eyes empty and lifeless. Xiao Tao anxiously tries to persuade her, "Miss, please eat something. How can your body take it if you don't eat or drink like this?" Xiao Yanzi seems not to hear her and simply shakes her head.

Everyone in the Prime Minister's residence was deeply worried about Xiao Yanzi's condition. Prime Minister Lin was heartbroken to see his daughter like this, but he didn't know what to do. He said to his wife, "Madam, what should we do? Xiao Yanzi used to be so lively and cheerful, but now she's like this." The Prime Minister's wife also wiped away her tears, "My lord, it's all because of that imperial marriage that cruelly separated her and the Fifth Prince."

Meanwhile, Hongzhou was also having a hard time in the palace. He was extremely opposed to the marriage with Princess Dilireyao and spent his days drowning his sorrows in alcohol. Imperial Noble Consort Zhen Huan, seeing her son like this, felt helpless. She went to Hongzhou's residence and advised, "Hongzhou, things have come to this; you mustn't continue to be so depressed. This is the Emperor's decree; we cannot change it." Hongzhou raised his head, his eyes filled with pain: "Mother, Xiaoyanzi and I are truly in love. Why is Father treating me like this?" Zhen Huan sighed softly: "Royal marriages are never just about love. As a prince, you must think of the fate of the Qing Dynasty."

Days passed, and the day of Hongzhou's wedding drew ever closer. The entire palace was bustling with preparations for this grand wedding, decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, creating a festive atmosphere. However, behind this joy, countless feelings of helplessness and sorrow were hidden.

Upon hearing the news of Hongzhou's wedding, Xiaoyanzi felt as if her heart was being torn apart. She decided to go and see him one last time on his wedding day.

On the day of the grand wedding, the palace was bustling with activity. Guests arrived in an endless stream to offer their congratulations. Princess Dilireyao, dressed in a magnificent wedding gown and adorned with a phoenix crown, was stunningly beautiful. Hongzhou, however, remained expressionless, mechanically completing each of the wedding ceremonies.

Little Swallow quietly slipped into a corner of the palace. Watching the lively wedding scene, tears blurred her vision. She took out a flask of wine from her bosom and began to drink it in large gulps. The wine dripped from the corners of her mouth, soaking her clothes.

Hongli spotted Xiaoyanzi in the crowd. A thought struck him, and he felt that Xiaoyanzi might do something foolish. So, he quietly followed behind her.

Little Swallow was drunk. She staggered along, muttering to herself, "Hongzhou, why did you marry someone else? Why?" Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure and mistook it for Hongzhou. She stumbled over, hugged him tightly, and gently traced his eyebrows with her finger. Through her teary eyes, she looked at him and cried out, "Hongzhou, I know it's you!" Then, she kissed him passionately.

Hongli was startled by Xiaoyanzi's sudden action. He instinctively tried to push her away, but Xiaoyanzi clung to him tightly, refusing to let go. A wave of panic washed over Hongli. Looking at Xiaoyanzi's heartbroken expression, a ripple of emotion stirred within him. As if possessed, he didn't push her away again, but instead slowly returned her kiss.

In that kiss, time seemed to stand still. Little Swallow was lost in her own sorrow and fantasies, while Hongli, in that instant, forgot all his identity and constraints.

After a long while, Xiao Yanzi seemed to come to her senses. She released Hongli, looked at the person in front of her, and froze. Her eyes widened, unable to believe what she had just done. "Fourth Prince, how could it be you?" Xiao Yanzi's voice trembled slightly.

Hongli was also somewhat embarrassed. He turned his head away and said softly, "Little Swallow, you're drunk." Little Swallow's face turned deathly pale instantly. She said in a panic, "Fourth Prince, I... I didn't mean to. I mistook you for the Fifth Prince." Hongli sighed softly, "I know you're upset, but what's the use of humiliating yourself like this?"

Little Swallow squatted down, holding her head in her hands, and said painfully, "What can I do? I've lost Hongzhou, my heart aches so much, it feels like I'm dying." Hongli squatted down, looked at Little Swallow, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes: "Little Swallow, you must cheer up. Things in this world don't always go as we wish."

Just then, Hongshi walked over. He saw Xiaoyanzi and Hongli in such a state and was somewhat puzzled, but he didn't ask any questions. He said to Xiaoyanzi, "Xiaoyanzi, if others see you like this, it won't be good for you and your fourth brother. You should go back to the Prime Minister's residence quickly."

Little Swallow looked up at Hongshi, her eyes filled with helplessness: "Third Prince, what should I do? I don't want to live in this pain anymore." Hongshi gently patted her shoulder: "Little Swallow, no matter what, you must live on strongly. You still have family and friends, and they don't want to see you like this."

Little Swallow slowly stood up. She looked at Hongli, then at Hongshi, and then turned and silently left the palace. Her back view looked so lonely and desolate, as if the whole world had abandoned her.

Hongli watched Xiaoyanzi's departing figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He didn't know the true nature of his feelings for Xiaoyanzi—was it because of her connection to his past life, or because of her inherent charm? Meanwhile, Hongzhou, amidst the wedding festivities, seemed to hear the sound of Xiaoyanzi's heart breaking. His heart was filled with guilt and helplessness. This wedding, which should have been joyous, had become an unspeakable wound in the hearts of all of them.

Back at the Prime Minister's residence, Xiao Yanzi locked herself in her room, refusing to eat or drink. Prime Minister Lin and his wife anxiously pleaded with her outside, but Xiao Yanzi remained unresponsive. Xiao Tao wept beside her, saying, "Master, Madam, what will become of Miss?"

Just when everyone was at a loss, Lin Yuhang stepped forward. He said to Xiao Tao, "Xiao Tao, go and prepare some hot water and food. I'll go and try to persuade your sister." Xiao Tao nodded and quickly went to prepare.

Lin Yuhang gently knocked on Xiao Yanzi's door and said, "Little sister, it's me, Brother Yuhang. Please open the door, okay?" Xiao Yanzi's weak voice came from inside the room: "Brother, please let me be alone for a while." Lin Yuhang said, "Little sister, I know you're in pain, but what will you change by torturing yourself like this? You need to think about yourself and your family."

After a long while, Xiao Yanzi slowly opened the door. Her face was pale, and her eyes were vacant. Lin Yuhang felt a pang of heartache looking at her. He took Xiao Yanzi's hand and said, "Little sister, eat something first, then get a good night's sleep. No matter what happens, your brother will always be there to support you." Xiao Yanzi looked at her brother, a touch of emotion welling up in her eyes, and she nodded gently.

With the care and attention of everyone in the Prime Minister's residence, Xiao Yanzi's health gradually improved. However, her heart remained immersed in the pain of losing Hongzhou. She often sat by the window, gazing at the sky in a daze, recalling every moment she had spent with Hongzhou.

In the palace, Hongzhou and Princess Dili Leyao's newlywed life was not harmonious. Hongzhou was always cold and distant towards the princess, who felt wronged but didn't know what to do. She tried to communicate with Hongzhou, but he always avoided her.

Seeing her son like this, Imperial Noble Consort Zhen Huan was filled with worry. She said to Hong Zhou, "Hong Zhou, now that you've married the princess, you should treat her well. She's innocent; you can't vent your dissatisfaction with the Emperor on her." Hong Zhou frowned and said, "Mother, my heart only belongs to Xiao Yanzi; I can't do it." Zhen Huan sighed helplessly, "If you continue like this, you'll only cause more people pain. You must learn to let go and try to accept the princess."

Hongzhou was caught in a deep dilemma, unsure of what to do. Should he hold fast to his love for Xiaoyanzi, or heed his mother's advice, accept the princess, and try to make the marriage work? Xiaoyanzi, meanwhile, faced a similar predicament in the Prime Minister's residence. She knew her kiss with Hongli was a mistake, yet she couldn't control her emotions. Her longing for Hongzhou, her complex feelings for Hongli, and her uncertainty about the future caused her immense pain.

Between the palace and the prime minister's residence, the entanglements of emotions are like an invisible net, tightly binding them, making it impossible for them to escape. They struggle in the whirlpool of love and fate, every choice filled with pain and helplessness, and the story continues to slowly move forward amidst this endless struggle.