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

Outside the old temple, Furen, clutching his aching body, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Stop crying! He's not dead yet! Get up and keep thinking of something!" His brows were furrowed, his face a mixture of pain and anxiety. As he shouted, he struggled to stand up, his hand still rubbing the spot where he had bumped himself. His eyes were warily fixed on the gap, his body slightly hunched, ready to dodge again at any moment.

The subordinate, who had been lying on the ground in a daze, shakily got up and said in a tearful voice, "Sir, what... what else can we do? This trap is too terrifying!" His lips were still trembling, his eyes were full of fear, his body was pressed tightly against Furen, and his hands unconsciously gripped the hem of Furen's clothes, as if this could give him a sense of security. His legs were still weak and he could not stand steadily. His disheveled and frightened appearance was completely evident.

Another subordinate, who had been keeping his head down, slowly raised his head, his face streaked with tears, and said desperately, "Sir, I really have no other choice. I feel like I can't escape this time!" As he spoke, he wiped his face haphazardly with his sleeve. His eyes were red and swollen, and his body was trembling violently. He hid behind Furen, looking around in a panic. He looked as helpless as a lost child.

The young henchman inside the cave cried out, "Sir, I don't want to die! I'm still so young!" He hugged himself tightly, huddled against the cave wall, trembling. His eyes were filled with fear of death, and tears streamed down his face, soaking a large patch of his clothes. He kept muttering words of fear, and his desperate cries sounded especially pitiful in the narrow cave.

Furen took a deep breath and shouted, "Cheer up, everyone! We can't give up like this. Let's look somewhere else. There's definitely still a chance!" A determined look flashed in his eyes. Although he wasn't sure himself, he tried his best to encourage everyone. As he spoke, he moved to the side and continued to feel along the cave wall. His hands were still trembling slightly when he reached out, but he kept moving. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were wide open, not letting go of any possible clues.

Inside the palace, Xiao Yanzi glared at Lin Yuhang, hands on her hips, and said angrily, "Yuhang, don't be so domineering! I'm going, and I'll take responsibility if anything happens. You don't need to worry about me!" Her face was flushed red, her chest heaved violently, and her eyes were full of stubbornness and anger. She leaned forward, almost touching Lin Yuhang, as if she was determined to break through his defenses.

Lin Yuhang's face flushed red, and he gripped the door frame even tighter, shouting back, "Sister, how could I not care about you? Going there would be like jumping into a fire pit! I absolutely will not let you go!" Veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes revealed an undeniable determination, his feet seemed rooted to the ground, his body tense, refusing to budge an inch, sweat streaming down his face, but he paid no heed, his only thought was to stop Xiao Yanzi.

Consort Ling was so anxious that she stamped her feet. She grabbed Xiao Yanzi's arm with both hands and said anxiously, "Your Majesty, you must not act rashly. This matter cannot be rushed. Let's discuss it together!" Her brows were furrowed, her eyes were full of worry, and she tried to pull Xiao Yanzi back with a little force. Her body leaned forward, and her face was almost red with anxiety. Her persuasive appearance was very earnest.

Lin Yuxuan scratched his head anxiously and said, "Hey, sister, brother Yuhang, stop arguing! This can't go on. We need to think of a solution that satisfies both of you!" He kept scratching his head, his eyes darting back and forth between the two of them. He paced around the room several times, then stopped, sighing anxiously. His helpless and anxious appearance was truly heartbreaking to watch.

Inside the imperial study, Hongli pointed at the guard and roared, "What are you still dawdling about here for? If you don't bring me back a message, I'll chop off your head right now!" His face was ashen with rage, his eyes wide like copper bells, his fists clenched and waving in the air, his body trembling slightly with anger. The guard was so frightened by his imposing manner that he kowtowed repeatedly, pleading in a tearful voice, "Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! This servant will go right away, right away!" His forehead was already bleeding profusely from the kowtows, but he didn't bother to wipe it away. He scrambled to his feet and stumbled out, his panicked figure looking extremely disheveled.

In the woods surrounding the old temple, the leader of the shadowy figures looked at the panicked crowd outside the temple with a sinister smile. He lowered his voice and said, "Haha, look at their pathetic state! Brothers, charge in and kill them all! The credit will be ours for sure!" With that, he took the lead, brandishing his knife and charging towards the old temple. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness and determination as he shouted, "Kill them all! Leave no one alive!" His figure moved like a ghost in the moonlight, incredibly fast, rushing menacingly towards the old temple.

The other shadowy figures also charged forward, shouting and brandishing their weapons. Their faces were contorted with rage as they yelled, "Charge! Kill them all, and we'll be promoted and ennobled!" Their footsteps kicked up clouds of dust, and they resembled a pack of crazed wild beasts. Their eyes gleamed with greed and ferocity as they were single-mindedly focused on slaughtering Furen and his men to gain wealth and power, completely disregarding everything else.

On Liu Qing and Liu Hong's side, Liu Qing, seeing that Xiao Xiao Yanzi was still crying incessantly, stamped his foot in frustration, squatted down, grabbed Xiao Xiao Yanzi's shoulders with both hands, and said loudly, "Xiao Xiao Yanzi, if you keep crying, your brother will really get angry. Be a good girl and your brother will take you to a fun place, okay?" His brows were furrowed, his eyes showed anxiety and helplessness, his face was somewhat serious, and his body swayed slightly, trying to stop Xiao Xiao Yanzi from crying, but the effect was not obvious.

Liu Hong quickly chimed in, "Little Swallow, be good. Look how much you're crying, it breaks my heart. I'll get you something delicious, okay? Let's not cry anymore, alright?" Her eyes were full of concern, and her face held a gentle smile, but that smile concealed her anxiety. As she spoke, she reached out and gently patted Little Swallow's head, moving closer to make Little Swallow feel her care and calm her down.

The man hidden in the shadows crossed his arms, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Hmph, let them keep making trouble. When this chaos gets bigger, I'll step in to clean up the mess. Then, everyone inside and outside the palace will have to listen to me!" His eyes were sinister and cold, and a disdainful smile curled at the corner of his mouth. His body remained motionless, like a detached spectator, quietly watching the chaos escalate, as if everything was under his control, waiting to reap the benefits. Meanwhile, everyone was still struggling in this crisis, not knowing when they could escape this deadly predicament.

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