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

Inside the imperial study, Suksaha was brought in and knelt down with a thud, but still tried to appear calm: "Your Majesty, what is the purpose of summoning me here?" He lowered his head, his hands were on the ground, and his body trembled slightly. On the surface, his tone was calm, but the slight trembling revealed his inner tension.

Hongli's eyes widened in fury. He slammed his hand on the table, causing the teacup to shatter on the floor with a crash. "Hmph, you're still playing dumb!" Hongli stood up, hands behind his back, pacing back and forth in the imperial study, each step thudding the floor. His eyes seemed to spit fire. "You ordered assassins to ambush and kill Fulun at the old temple. What is your punishment?"

Suksaha was startled and swayed, but still tried to argue, "Your Majesty, this is slander! I am loyal to Your Majesty, how could I do such a treasonous thing!" He raised his head, his face full of grievance, but he dared not meet Hongli's gaze. His eyes darted around, and his hands nervously gripped the ground.

At this moment, the man who had been captured and was hiding in the shadows stepped forward, trembling: "Sir, stop making excuses! You gave us money to kill Lord Furen!" He clenched his fists, his body shaking like a leaf, his eyes filled with both fear and a hint of resolute determination. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, wetting the ground in front of him.

Suksaha's face turned deathly pale instantly. He gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely: "You scoundrel, how dare you spout nonsense and slander court officials!" He clenched his fists, leaned forward, and made as if to rush up and hit him, but was held down by a guard. His face was distorted with anger, and his eyes were full of ferocity.

Hongli, his face flushed with rage, pointed at Sukesaha and roared, "The evidence is irrefutable, how dare you deny it!" Veins bulged on his neck, his hands waved in the air, and his body trembled violently with anger. "Guards, throw him into prison! I want to interrogate him thoroughly and see who else conspired with him!"

In the palace, Xiao Yanzi heard that Sukesaha had been arrested and paced anxiously in her room: "Hmph, that Sukesaha is too hateful! I'm going to the Imperial Study to see how he can still make excuses!" She put her hands on her hips, her eyebrows furrowed into a "川" shape, her eyes burning with anger, her cheeks flushed red with rage, and her steps hurried, creating a gust of wind.

Lin Yuhang quickly grabbed her, his brows furrowed and his face full of worry: "Sister, the Emperor is in a bad mood. Let's go and not make things worse." He gripped Xiao Yanzi's arms tightly with both hands, his eyes full of pleading, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, afraid that Xiao Yanzi would not listen to his advice.

Consort Ling stepped forward, her eyes filled with concern, her voice gentle: "Your Majesty, please calm down. His Majesty will surely handle this fairly." She placed her hands on Xiao Yanzi's shoulders, leaning slightly forward, trying to soothe Xiao Yanzi's emotions, her eyes full of tenderness.

Lin Yuxuan chimed in, "Yes, sister, let's wait until the Emperor finishes dealing with this." He spread his hands, his eyes sincere, and stood in front of Xiao Yanzi, blocking her way and preventing her from acting impulsively.

At the old temple, the battle was over, and Furen and his men huddled together, exhausted but excited. Furen wiped the blood from his face and looked at everyone with satisfaction: "This time, thanks to the reinforcements, and everyone's all giving their all, we were able to escape unharmed." He wore a relieved smile, his eyes full of pride, and patted the shoulder of one of his men, oblivious to the blood still seeping from the wound on his arm.

The subordinate who had been cowering on the ground scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Sir, I was too timid before. Thanks to you and everyone else this time, I will definitely be braver in the future!" He lowered his head, his face flushed, his eyes full of guilt and determination, and he nervously rubbed the hem of his clothes with his hands.

The fallen subordinate laughed and said, "Yes, sir, this experience has taught me the power of unity!" He was all smiles, his eyes were slits, he gestured with his hands, and his voice was loud. His clothes were torn in several places, but that did not diminish his joy at all.

The young subordinate excitedly said, "Sir, when we get back, we must have a proper celebration!" His cheeks were flushed with excitement, his eyes sparkled with joy, and he clenched his fists and waved his arms, looking eager to try.

Liu Qing and Liu Hong led Little Swallow to the edge of the flowerbed. Little Swallow looked at the colorful flowers with wide eyes and clapped her hands excitedly: "Sister, these flowers are so beautiful!" She squatted down, gently touching the petals with her little hands, her eyes full of surprise, her face beaming with a bright smile, and her body swaying slightly with her excitement.

Liu Hong smiled and squatted down beside her, saying gently, "Yes, little swallow, these flowers are as lovely as you." Her eyes were full of affection, and a gentle smile graced her face. She gently stroked the little swallow's hair by her ear. A breeze blew by, and the flowers swayed gently, releasing a sweet fragrance.

In the prison, Suksaha slumped to the ground, his eyes vacant, muttering to himself, "It's over, all over..." His hair was disheveled, his face etched with despair, his hands hanging limply at his sides, his body curled up in a ball, his former imposing presence completely gone. Meanwhile, in the imperial study, Hongli was summoning his ministers to discuss how to thoroughly investigate the forces behind Suksaha. The atmosphere in the entire palace was heavy; a storm of purges from the court was about to begin.