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

Outside the old temple, Furen's face was still deathly pale, but his eyes held a newfound determination. He shouted to his men, "Don't panic! Now let's search carefully. There must be a way to break this mechanism nearby. Be alert!" As he spoke, his brows furrowed, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he began to feel along the cave wall with his hands, which were still trembling slightly, but he tried to keep his movements steady. He moved his body little by little, his eyes wide open, not missing any suspicious spot.

The trembling subordinate wiped away tears and said in a sobbing voice, "Sir, is there really...is there really a way? I'm so scared!" His lips trembled incessantly, his body pressed tightly against Furen, and he reached out and groped haphazardly along the cave wall. His eyes were filled with panic, glancing around every now and then, as if another arrow might be shot out from the shadows at any moment. His legs were still weak, and he was only able to support himself by the ropes.

Another subordinate, his face contorted with grief, sobbed and muttered, "Sir, what sins have we committed? How did we end up in this deadly place? Waaah..." As he spoke, he wiped the tears streaming down his face with his sleeve. His eyes were red and swollen, and his body trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind. His movements were erratic, mechanically following Furen's lead, his face filled with an indelible look of despair.

The young henchman huddled in the cave. Hearing Furen's words, he sobbed, "Sir, I... I'll try too, but I'm really afraid of triggering some mechanism again!" He slowly raised his head, tears streaming down his face, his eyes filled with terror. He cautiously reached out his hand, which trembled like a candle in the wind, towards the nearest cave wall. He even shrank back, as if the cave wall were a man-eating beast.

Furen turned to look at him and encouraged him loudly, "Don't be afraid! I'm here. Just be careful!" As he spoke, he nodded vigorously at him, his eyes full of encouragement, but he himself was also very nervous. He just didn't want everyone's morale to collapse completely.

Inside the palace, Xiao Yanzi was stopped by Lin Yuhang. Tears welled up in her eyes as she waved her hands and shouted at Lin Yuhang, "Yuhang, move aside! I can't just stand by and watch Lord Fulun and the others be in danger. I can't get over this!" Her face was flushed, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were full of anxiety and stubbornness. She kept leaning forward, trying to break through Lin Yuhang's obstruction.

Lin Yuhang held on tightly, his brows furrowing even deeper. He shouted back, "Sister, calm down! Going now won't help, and it might even anger the Emperor. That would be terrible!" He gripped the doorframe tightly with both hands, his feet stomping on the ground, his body tense, his face slightly flushed from the effort, and his eyes filled with unwavering determination. He simply wouldn't let Xiao Yanzi go.

Consort Ling, standing nearby, was also anxiously wringing her hands and frowning. She walked over to Xiao Yanzi and advised, "Your Majesty, Yu Hang is right. Please calm down and wait for news. Maybe good news will come soon!" As she spoke, she gently tugged at Xiao Yanzi's sleeve, her face full of worry and her eyes conveying a sense of persuasion. She leaned forward slightly, trying to get Xiao Yanzi to listen to her.

Lin Yuxuan jumped up and down, stomping his feet and shouting, "Ugh, waiting here and there, it's driving me crazy! Sister, let's not worry about it, let's rush over!" His face was flushed red, his fists were clenched and he was waving them in the air, his eyes were wide open, and his anxious and impulsive appearance was on full display. He was about to rush towards the door again when Lin Yuhang glared at him fiercely, and he stopped, but he was still muttering to himself.

Inside the imperial study, Hongli paced back and forth, his steps hurried and heavy, each one seemingly fueled by anger. He roared at a guard who had just rushed in, "What's going on! Still no news? My patience has completely run out!" His face was ashen with rage, his eyes bulged like copper bells, his fists clenched tightly, and his body trembled slightly with anger. His furious appearance seemed to want to tear everything in front of him to shreds.

The guard knelt down with a thud, head bowed, his voice trembling as he said, "Your Majesty, not yet... not yet, but we servants have been investigating with all our might. Please forgive us, Your Majesty!" His head was almost touching the ground, his body was bowed low, and his hands were pressed tightly to the ground. He was terrified, afraid that Hongli would be displeased and punish him.

In the woods surrounding the old temple, the leader of the shadowy figures gazed in the direction of the temple, his smile growing increasingly sinister. He lowered his voice and said to the men around him, "Hmph, wait a little longer. Once they're in disarray, we'll storm in and wipe them all out. The credit will be ours!" As he spoke, he smugly shook his head, his eyes filled with greed and ruthlessness. He gripped his weapon tightly, leaned forward, and prepared to strike at any moment, his eager appearance like that of a hungry wolf about to pounce on its prey.

The other shadowy figures joined in the jeering, one of them excitedly saying, "Boss, we've really caught a lucky break this time! Once we've done our job, we'll have to enjoy ourselves!" As he spoke, he rubbed his weapon, his eyes gleaming, a wicked smile on his face. He was completely absorbed in the fantasy of his impending success, and his body began to stir restlessly.

Liu Qing and Liu Hong were facing the incessantly crying Little Swallow. Liu Qing was sweating with anxiety. He scratched his head, leaned close to Little Swallow, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Little Swallow, please stop crying, okay? I'll find you something fun, alright?" His face was full of ingratiating smiles, his eyes revealed anxiety, his body was slightly bent, and his hands were gesturing in front of him, trying to attract Little Swallow's attention.

Liu Hong sighed softly, squatted down, wiped away the tears on Xiao Xiao Yanzi's face, and said gently, "Xiao Xiao Yanzi, be good. If you keep crying, it will break my heart. Let's not think about those unhappy things anymore, okay?" Her brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were full of heartache, and her face had a gentle smile, but that smile also hid her unconcealed anxiety. After all, the crying was very annoying, and the situation outside was so tense.

The person hidden in the shadows crossed his arms, a cold smile playing on his lips, and murmured, "Hmph, let them run wild here. When the time is right, I'll make sure there's no peace inside or outside the palace!" His eyes were sinister and icy, as if he could see through the layers of fog and see the result he wanted. His body remained motionless, like a cold statue, quietly waiting for the chaos to reach its peak so that his conspiracy could be carried out smoothly. The others, however, were still completely unaware, struggling desperately in this perilous predicament.

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