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

Outside the old temple, Fu Lun, having dodged the hidden arrow, grew even paler, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He gasped for breath and shouted to his men, who were still standing there in a daze, "Be alert! Don't just stand there!" As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his brow with his hand, which was still trembling slightly. His eyes scanned the surrounding cave walls warily, and his body clung tightly to the rope, not daring to relax for a moment.

The men, who had been stunned by the shock, finally came to their senses. One of them stammered, "M-Sir, this trap is too terrifying! Can we...can we still get out?" As he spoke, his lips trembled, his eyes were filled with fear, and he unconsciously leaned closer to Furen, as if that would give him a sense of security.

Another subordinate, with a mournful face and a sob in his voice, said, "I...I don't want to die here! My family is counting on me!" As he spoke, he wiped away his tears, his legs were weak, and if he hadn't been holding onto the rope, he probably would have collapsed. His desperate appearance was heartbreaking.

When the young henchman inside the cave saw the arrows coming from the shadows, he burst into tears again, crying out, "Sir, I... I'm really done for! This place is full of traps, we can't get out at all!" His body slid slowly down the cave wall, his hands covering his head, his whole body curled up in a ball, his face covered in snot and tears, his eyes filled with helplessness and despair, and he kept muttering words of fear.

Furen frowned and gritted his teeth as he scolded, "Don't cry! What's the use of crying? Let's think of a way together, we'll get out eventually!" Although there was panic in his eyes, he tried to remain calm and reached out to pull the young subordinate up, wanting to help him continue searching for a way out. However, when he reached out, his hand was trembling noticeably, clearly showing that he was only forcing himself to be brave.

Inside the palace, Xiao Yanzi was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet and waving her hands. Her eyes were red, and she shouted at Lin Yuxuan, "Yuxuan, you're right! We can't just wait here. I have to go to the Emperor and ask him to send more people to rescue Lord Fulun and the others!" As she spoke, she walked towards the door with hurried and chaotic steps, her face full of anxiety and determination.

Consort Ling hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her arm, holding Xiao Yanzi's arm tightly with both hands. She said anxiously, "Your Majesty, you mustn't! The Emperor is in a bad mood right now. What if you go and bring trouble upon him?" Her brows were furrowed, her eyes were full of worry, and she leaned forward slightly, pulling Xiao Yanzi tightly to prevent her from acting impulsively.

Lin Yuxuan's eyes lit up, as if he had found his pillar of support. He nodded quickly and said, "Sister is right. The Emperor will definitely have a way. Let's go quickly!" As he spoke, he broke free from Lin Yuhang's obstruction, ran to Xiao Yanzi's side, grabbed her hand, and was about to leave. His eager appearance made it seem as if he couldn't wait a moment longer.

Lin Yuhang sighed helplessly, quickly caught up with them, blocked their way, spread his arms, and said seriously, "Don't be impulsive. Without the Emperor's decree, it would be a serious crime for us to go there rashly. Wait a little longer, maybe we'll get news soon!" His brows were furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly, and his eyes showed an undeniable determination as he stood firmly in the doorway, preventing them from leaving.

Inside the imperial study, Hongli's chest heaved violently with anger. He pointed at Su Peisheng and cursed, "You dog slave, what are you still dawdling about here for? My patience has long since run out! If there's no news, I'll hold you accountable!" His face turned bright red, his eyes widened, and his angry gaze seemed to pierce through Su Peisheng. He waved his hands in the air, looking utterly disappointed in him.

Su Peisheng lay prostrate on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, pleading in a tearful voice, "Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! This servant will go personally, even if it costs me my old life, I will bring the message back!" As he spoke, he scrambled to his feet, his pathetic state fully revealed. After getting up, he stumbled and ran towards the door, his body still trembling, fearing that if he was even a step too slow, he would truly be punished by the Emperor.

In the woods surrounding the old temple, the leader of the shadowy figures, seeing the commotion around the temple, grew even more smug. He lowered his voice and said to the people around him, "Haha, look at their pathetic state. Once they're in a bit more disarray, we'll make our move and wipe them all out!" As he spoke, he made a throat-slitting gesture, his eyes revealing ruthlessness and determination. He leaned forward, as if he couldn't wait to strike.

The other shadowy figures laughed along, one of them chuckling, "Boss, this time we're going to make a big contribution! We'll definitely get our share of the rewards!" His face was full of greedy smiles, his hands constantly rubbing the weapon in his hands, his eyes gleaming with excitement, just waiting for the leader's order to charge out and make a big splash.

On Liu Qing and Liu Hong's side, Little Swallow was still crying and fussing. Liu Qing looked helpless, spread his hands, and said to Liu Hong, "Oh dear, what should we do? We can't soothe her at all!" As he spoke, he scratched his head, his face full of anxiety. He circled Little Swallow twice, but still couldn't come up with a good solution.

Liu Hong frowned, squatted down, looked at Little Swallow, and said softly, "Little Swallow, can you be good? It hurts your older brother and sister to see you crying like this!" As she spoke, she reached out and gently stroked Little Swallow's head, her face full of tenderness and helplessness, her eyes filled with concern, but Little Swallow continued to cry loudly and wouldn't listen to any of her advice.

The person hidden in the shadows, arms crossed, watched this scene unfold, a mocking smile playing on their lips. They muttered to themselves, "Hmph, let things get chaotic, the more chaotic the better! I'm going to turn this palace intrigue upside down!" Their eyes grew increasingly sinister, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to unleash its deadly venom. Everyone struggled amidst these multiple crises, unaware that an even greater danger was quietly approaching, and what the future held.

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