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

Inside the Imperial Study, Hongli stood before the dragon throne, his gaze sharp as he surveyed the ministers below. He spoke loudly, “Suksaha has committed such a crime; there must be powerful forces colluding behind him. My beloved ministers, do you have any thoughts? Please share them.” He placed his hands behind his back, his expression cold and stern. His dragon robe swayed slightly with his movements, and his eyes revealed an eagerness to uncover the truth.

An elderly minister stepped forward, bowed, and said, “Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, we should start by investigating the people Suksaha usually associates with. We will surely find some clues.” He trembled slightly, holding his tablet in both hands, his eyes filled with worry, and the wrinkles on his forehead became more pronounced as he pondered.

Another young minister followed up, saying, "Your Majesty, I think we should also thoroughly investigate Suksaha's residence. Perhaps we can find relevant letters or account books as evidence." He stood tall, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes filled with determination, and his tone was forceful, showing great enthusiasm.

At this moment, a minister hesitated and whispered, "Your Majesty, Suksaha wields considerable power in the court. If we thoroughly investigate him, it may cause turmoil in the court." He lowered his head slightly, nervously rubbing his tablet with his hands, his eyes filled with fear, and his body trembled slightly, clearly afraid of being implicated.

Hongli's face darkened, and he roared, "Hmph, I will never tolerate any treacherous ministers! Even if there is turmoil, I will uproot this dark force!" He frowned, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and slammed his hands on the table with a loud "bang," which seemed to shake the entire imperial study.

Inside the palace, Little Swallow sat on a chair, still fuming. She said, "Hmph, Suksaha went too far! He must pay the price!" She crossed her arms, her brows furrowed, her eyes burning with anger, her cheeks flushed red with rage, and her body trembling slightly, revealing her inner turmoil.

Lin Yuhang advised from the side, "Sister, the Emperor is already handling it, so let's not worry. Look at you, it's not good for your health to get upset." He frowned, his eyes full of concern, and gently placed his hands on Xiao Yanzi's shoulders, trying to help her relax. His voice was gentle and sincere.

Consort Ling chimed in, "Yes, Your Majesty, please rest assured and trust that the Emperor will make a fair judgment." She smiled, her eyes filled with tenderness, and gently placed a cup of tea in front of Xiao Yanzi with both hands, leaning slightly forward to show her deep concern.

Lin Yuxuan then offered a suggestion: "Sister, why don't we go for a walk in the garden, relax, and stop thinking about this?" His eyes lit up, and he gestured with his hands, his eyes full of expectation, trying to distract Xiao Yanzi in a lighthearted way, his face beaming with a smile.

Outside the old temple, Furen and his men prepared to return. Looking at everyone, Furen said with emotion, "This experience has taught us the preciousness of sharing weal and woe. After we return to the capital, everyone should rest well." His eyes showed satisfaction, and a faint smile graced his face. He patted each of his men on the shoulder; the wounds on their arms were simply bandaged, but the intensity of the battle was still evident.

The subordinate who had been cowering on the ground said firmly, "Sir, no matter what danger we encounter in the future, I will never back down again!" He raised his head, his eyes flashing with determination, his hands clenched into fists, his body standing straight, and his face radiating confidence.

The fallen subordinate laughed and said, "Yes, sir, this experience has helped me grow a lot. From now on, let's work together and not be afraid of any difficulties!" He grinned, his smile was bright, and he gestured with his hands outstretched, his voice loud and clear. Although his wounds still hurt, they did not affect his good mood at all.

The young henchman said excitedly, "Sir, when we get back, we'll have to have a good meal to celebrate our survival!" He jumped up and down, his cheeks flushed with excitement, his eyes sparkling with joy, waving his hands as if he could already see the celebration.

Liu Qing and Liu Hong strolled among the flowers with Little Swallow. Little Swallow asked curiously, "Sister, why are these flowers so beautiful?" She tilted her head, her eyes full of curiosity, gently stroking a flower with her little hand, and her face beaming with an innocent smile.

Liu Hong smiled and replied, "Because they are trying their best to grow, just like the little swallows are trying to grow up happily." Her eyes were full of affection, and a gentle smile graced her face. She gently stroked the little swallow's hair by its ear. A breeze blew by, and the flowers swayed gently, releasing a sweet fragrance, as if adding a touch of romance to this heartwarming scene.

In the prison, Suksaha remained slumped on the ground, a flicker of resentment in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "Hmph, I won't give up so easily. There must be another way..." His hair was disheveled, his face contorted with struggle, his fists clenched tightly, his body trembling slightly as he tried to grasp at the last glimmer of hope. However, unbeknownst to him, Hongli had already resolved to wipe out the forces behind him. A storm was brewing in the court, and Suksaha's fate would be sealed with it.