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

Outside the old temple, Furen took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and slowly descended into the cave. His hands gripped the rope tightly, his knuckles turning white from the effort. His face was tense, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. He kept shouting, "Brother, don't be afraid, I'm coming!" His eyes were resolute, but his body trembled slightly uncontrollably. Clearly, the unknown danger made him feel uneasy.

The men who followed him down were also tense. One of them was deathly pale, his lips bloodless, and he stammered, "Sir, this...this place down there is so eerie, it's terrifying!" As he spoke, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his other hand, his eyes darting around in a panic. He tightened his grip on the rope, as if letting go would send him plummeting into an abyss.

Another subordinate kept his eyes tightly closed, muttering, "May the Bodhisattva protect us, may the Bodhisattva protect us, let us get out safely!" After he finished chanting, he slowly opened his eyes, but the fear in his eyes had not diminished at all. His legs were still dangling in mid-air, his body was very stiff, and his movements downward were extremely slow.

Upon hearing Furen's voice, the young henchman inside the cave cried out, "Sir, you've finally arrived! My legs are so weak, I can't even move!" He remained pressed tightly against the cave wall, tears streaming down his face, his eyes filled with despair yet also a glimmer of hope, his hands outstretched towards Furen and the others. His helpless appearance was heartbreaking to witness.

As Furen descended, he replied, "Hang in there, we're almost there!" When they were finally close to the young subordinate, Furen reached out to grab him, saying urgently, "Quick, give me your hand!" His face was full of anxiety and tension, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

The young henchman hurriedly reached out to grab it, but just as he was about to touch it, there was a "click" sound, as if some mechanism had been triggered, and a hidden arrow shot out from the cave wall, flying towards them with a "whoosh." Furen was shocked and shouted, "Watch out for hidden weapons!" As he spoke, he pulled hard on the rope and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the hidden arrow. Some of his henchmen reacted quickly and dodged it, while others were stunned in fear and were about to be hit.

In the palace, Little Swallow suddenly stood up from her chair, instinctively covering her mouth with her hands. Her eyes widened, and she said in a terrified voice, "Oh dear, could something have happened? Why am I suddenly so panicked?" She paced back and forth in the room, her steps unsteady, each step revealing her anxiety and confusion. Her eyes were fixed on the door, as if someone would rush in with bad news at any moment.

Consort Ling was also startled, her face changing color. She almost dropped the handkerchief in her hand. She hurriedly went to Xiao Yanzi's side, took Xiao Yanzi's hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, don't panic, don't panic. Perhaps we are just scaring ourselves. Lord Fu Lun and the others are blessed by heaven!" But her own eyes betrayed her, and her worry grew even stronger.

Lin Yuxuan paced anxiously around the room, clutching his hair and shouting, "What are we going to do? What are we going to do? Sister, we can't just sit here and wait!" His face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like an ant on a hot pan. As he spoke, he rushed towards the door, as if he wanted to rush out and check the situation.

Lin Yuhang quickly reached out to stop him, grabbing Lin Yuxuan's arm tightly with both hands and shouting, "Yuxuan, calm down! What good will it do to go out now? You'll only cause trouble!" His brows were furrowed, his eyes were serious, and his face was slightly red from the force he was using. He stared intently at Lin Yuxuan, trying to stop him from acting impulsively.

Inside the imperial study, Hongli, enraged, kicked over a chair that crashed to the ground. He clenched his fists, waved them in the air, and roared, "These useless bastards! If anything happens to my people, I will have them torn to pieces!" His chest heaved violently, his eyes were wide as copper bells, and his face was filled with anger and anxiety. He paced back and forth in the room with heavy, hurried steps, each step seeming to pound on the hearts of everyone present.

Su Peisheng lay prostrate on the ground, trembling like a leaf, crying and begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down! This servant will send more people immediately, and we will do everything in our power to find out the situation. Please, Your Majesty, spare us!" As he spoke, he kept kowtowing, his forehead already red, swollen, and bleeding from the repeated kowtows. His terrified appearance made it seem as if the sky was about to collapse.

In the woods surrounding the old temple, the shadowy figures heard the commotion coming from the cave. The leader of the shadowy figures smirked triumphantly and said in a low voice, "Hmph, looks like there's going to be a good show. Once they're in chaos, we'll take the opportunity to get things done, hahaha!" The other shadowy figures also joined in with sinister laughter, their laughter sounding particularly eerie in the silent woods. They gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with ruthlessness, their bodies slightly leaning forward, ready to pounce at any moment, like a pack of wolves waiting for their prey to walk into their trap.

Liu Qing and Liu Hong looked at the crying little swallow. Liu Qing was so anxious that she scratched her head and frowned, saying, "Little swallow, don't cry, don't cry. Your brother and sister are doing this for your own good. It's really too dangerous outside!" As she spoke, she reached out and gently wiped away the tears on the little swallow's face. The movement was a little clumsy, but her eyes were full of concern.

Liu Hong gently patted Xiao Xiao Yanzi's back and softly advised, "Yes, Xiao Xiao Yanzi, if something happens to you, how can we explain it to the Empress and the Emperor? Be good, don't cry!" Her face was full of helplessness and heartache, and her eyes also revealed a trace of anxiety. After all, the situation outside was unclear, and this small Shufangzhai seemed to be shrouded in that tense atmosphere.

The person hidden in the shadows, arms crossed, eyes cold, watched the scene unfold in Shufangzhai. He gave a cold snort and muttered to himself, "Hmph, let you make a scene first. When the time comes, you'll see. I'll stir up the waters of this palace even more!" He then gave a sinister laugh, a smile that seemed particularly eerie in the shadows, as if a far greater conspiracy was quietly brewing beneath this seemingly ordinary scene. Whether the group could find a glimmer of hope amidst these crises remained to be seen.

This chapter concludes here. Stay tuned for the next chapter.