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

Outside the old temple, Furen fiercely clashed with the shadowy figure, brandishing his sword as he shouted to his subordinate cowering behind him, "Don't just hide! Even throwing a stone would be helpful! Let's hold this off together!" His brow was furrowed, his eyes filled with urgency, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, a few splattering onto his sword, glistening in the moonlight. He spun rapidly, his footwork nimbly shifting positions, his arm swinging his sword with force, each strike accompanied by a whistling sound, as if he were using every ounce of strength he had.

The subordinate cried out, "Sir, I...I dare not! I'm afraid they'll chop me up!" He covered his head with his hands, curled up even tighter, closed his eyes, and dared not look at the fight in front of him. His face was full of terror, his body trembled more and more violently, and he kept muttering words of fear. He was like a frightened quail, hoping that this disaster would pass quickly.

Another subordinate, who was frantically trying to hold off the enemy, shouted, "Sir, I can't hold on much longer! There are too many of them!" His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, tears mixed with sweat streamed down his face, his hands moved slower and slower, his steps began to falter, and his body kept retreating. In a moment of carelessness, he fell to the ground with a thud, but his hands still moved instinctively, trying to stop the approaching shadows. His desperate and helpless appearance was heartbreaking.

The young henchman inside the cave gritted his teeth and shouted to Furen, "Sir, I'll distract them. You find a chance to fight back!" With that, he gripped the stone in his hand and suddenly rushed out, shouting as he ran, "Come on, you bad guys, come at me!" His face was deathly pale, but it revealed a stubbornness. His eyes were fixed on the enemy. Although his body was still trembling, his steps did not stop. The muscles on his face were taut with tension, revealing his brave yet fearful appearance.

Seeing this, Furen's eyes welled up with tears, and he shouted, "Be careful, brother!" His eyes were filled with both emotion and worry. He swung his sword even faster as he charged toward the dark figure approaching his young subordinate, shouting, "Don't even think about hurting him! I'll fight you to the death!" He leaned forward like an arrow released from a bow, his resolute expression suggesting he was ready to perish with his enemy.

Inside the palace, Xiao Yanzi struggled a few times but couldn't break free. She angrily shouted at Lin Yuhang, "Yuhang, let me go! If you stop me again, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life!" Her face was flushed red, her eyes were full of anger, her brows were furrowed like a twisted rope, and she struggled incessantly with her hands, her nails digging into the back of Lin Yuhang's hands. She arched her body forward forcefully, her chest heaving violently. She looked so agitated that she was almost ready to pounce on him and fight.

Lin Yuhang hissed in pain, but still wouldn't let go. He said anxiously and helplessly, "Sister, why don't you understand my good intentions? If you go, you'll be like a lamb entering a tiger's den! Don't be impulsive!" Veins bulged on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled down his face. He gripped his hands even tighter, his fingers turning bloodless from the pressure. He leaned back, his feet kicking hard, leaving deep marks on the ground. His eyes were full of pleading, and his brows were furrowed so tightly they could trap flies. His anxious appearance made it seem as if Xiao Yanzi was stepping into an abyss.

Consort Ling, weeping uncontrollably, clung to Xiao Yanzi's arm and pleaded, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself! If anything happens to you, everyone in and outside the palace will be heartbroken! Please, listen to this old servant's advice!" Her eyes were filled with fear and worry, her face streaked with tears, her eyes swollen from crying. She gripped Xiao Yanzi's arm tightly, her body trembling slightly. She leaned close to Xiao Yanzi, speaking almost in a sob, her earnestness touching everyone who saw it.

Lin Yuxuan paced anxiously in the room, frantically grabbing his hair and shouting, "Hey, sister, brother Yuhang, stop arguing! Let's think of a compromise together, okay? This is getting out of hand!" His face was as red as a ripe persimmon, his eyes were bloodshot, and his steps were erratic. He bumped into the table and chairs, his body swaying unsteadily. He looked as anxious and helpless as an ant on a hot pan, hoping the two of them would calm down quickly, but he didn't know what to do.

Inside the imperial study, Hongli, enraged, kicked over a stool beside him and roared at the guard, "Is that all the information you have? Then hurry up and find out the truth! If you dare to dawdle again, I will exterminate your entire family!" His face was ashen with anger, his chest heaving violently, his eyes wide like copper bells, filled with fury. His hands waved in the air, his body trembling slightly with rage. His once imposing aura had transformed into a chilling murderous intent, making the atmosphere in the imperial study so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The guard was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, kowtowing repeatedly and crying out, "Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! This servant will go right away, I will go right away! I will risk my life to find out the details!" His head pounded on the ground with loud thuds, and his forehead quickly broke open, bleeding profusely. But he didn't bother to wipe it away, and scrambled to his feet. After getting up, he rolled and crawled away, his disheveled and terrified figure evoking pity in others.

In the woods surrounding the old temple, the leader of the shadowy figures saw the young henchman rush out and sneered, "Hmph, courting death. I'll deal with you first!" With that, he changed direction and swung his knife at the young man. The blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight, his eyes filled with ruthlessness and disdain. He moved swiftly, shouting, "Little brat, prepare to die!" His arrogant demeanor made it seem as if he already considered the young man his for the taking.

The other shadowy figures joined in the laughter, shouting, "Boss, hurry up and finish him off so we can deal with the rest!" Their faces were contorted with rage as they brandished their weapons, their eyes gleaming with greed and ferocity. They relentlessly advanced towards Furen and his men, raising clouds of dust that billowed in the moonlight. Their menacing presence resembled a pack of wolves surrounding their prey, determined to kill them all and claim the spoils. The scene was so tense it sent chills down everyone's spine.

On Liu Qing and Liu Hong's side, Liu Qing looked at Little Swallow who was still crying and spread his hands helplessly, saying, "Little Swallow, what do you want your brother to do to stop crying? Your brother is almost driven crazy by you!" His brows were furrowed, his eyes were full of helplessness and anxiety, and his face showed a bit of annoyance. He leaned back and sat on the ground, holding his head in his hands, looking like he couldn't do anything about Little Swallow. He would look up at Little Swallow from time to time, hoping that she would suddenly stop crying.

Liu Hong squatted down, gently stroking Xiao Xiao Yanzi's head, and said softly, "Xiao Xiao Yanzi, be good. Look how sad you are crying. It makes me feel so bad too. Please don't cry anymore. I'll take you to a fun place!" Her eyes were full of heartache, and her face was filled with a gentle smile, but the anxiety hidden in that smile could not be concealed. She leaned closer to Xiao Xiao Yanzi and gently patted her back, trying to calm her down, but Xiao Xiao Yanzi continued to cry. Liu Hong's brows furrowed slightly, and she felt helpless.

The man hidden in the shadows crossed his arms, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered, "Hmph, look at the chaos they're making, it's getting more and more interesting. But they won't be able to keep up this for long. Once they're exhausted, I'll step in and clean up the mess. The world will be under my control!" His eyes were sinister and cold, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He remained motionless, like a detached observer, quietly watching the chaos and bloodshed unfold, waiting to reap the benefits. Meanwhile, everyone was still struggling in this life-or-death crisis, wondering when they could break through the gloom and usher in a real turning point.

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