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

Inside the imperial study, after listening to the ministers' suggestions, Hongli's gaze turned cold as he pointed to the map and said, "The power of Suksaha is deeply entrenched. Let's start our investigation from these key points." He pressed his finger firmly on the map, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at the marked locations. His dragon robe exuded an aura of imposing authority.

The elderly minister hunched over, squinting as he examined the area with deep concern. "Your Majesty," he said, "these places are mostly occupied by Suksaha's confidants. I fear there will be resistance." His hands trembled slightly as he gripped his tablet tightly. Leaning forward, his forehead wrinkles deepened, filled with worry about the situation.

The young minister clenched his fist and said loudly, "Your Majesty, even if there is resistance, I am willing to lead the team to investigate and will never back down!" His posture was upright and his eyes were firm, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, exuding courage and fearlessness.

Hongli nodded slightly, his expression softening: "Good, with your determination, I am relieved. Remember, act swiftly, and do not alert the enemy." His gaze softened as he looked at the young minister, his eyes filled with expectation and trust.

In the palace garden, Little Swallow strode along the path, muttering, "That scoundrel Suksaha should have been caught sooner." She put her hands on her hips, her brows furrowed, her eyes still filled with anger, and took large, hurried steps, stirring up a gentle breeze.

Lin Yuhang quickly followed and advised, "Sister, don't be angry. The Emperor is handling it. Let's relax." His face was full of concern, his eyes were gentle, and he gently supported Xiao Yanzi with both hands, afraid that she would fall.

Consort Ling said softly from the side, "Yes, Your Majesty, look how beautifully the flowers are blooming in this garden. Don't let worries disturb your mood." She smiled, her eyes gentle, and reached out to lightly touch the flowers blooming by the roadside.

Lin Yuxuan's eyes lit up, and he ran forward: "Sister, there are butterflies over there, let's go take a look." He was full of excitement, his eyes fixed on the butterflies fluttering among the flowers, his hands waving as if he wanted to catch them.

On the return journey from the old temple, Fu Lun, riding his horse, looked back at his tired but spirited men and shouted, "Brothers, hang in there a little longer, we'll be in the capital soon!" He stood straight, his eyes firm, and turned slightly on his horse, his voice loud and powerful, echoing throughout the entire group.

The subordinate who had been cowering on the ground was now full of energy and replied, "Don't worry, sir, this distance is nothing!" He sat upright on his horse, his eyes full of confidence, his back straight as a javelin.

The fallen subordinate laughed and shouted, "Yeah, we'll have a good meal when we get back, this injury is nothing!" He smiled broadly, his eyes narrowed into slits, and laughed heartily as he patted his wounds, completely unconcerned.

The young subordinate excitedly shouted, "I've been craving Peking duck from Beijing for so long!" He bounced on his horse, his cheeks flushed, his eyes sparkling with anticipation, gesturing with his hands as if he were eating a Peking duck.

Liu Qing and Liu Hong led Little Swallow to the lakeside. Little Swallow looked at the lake and asked curiously, "Sister, are there any little fish in the lake?" She tilted her head, her eyes wide open, full of curiosity, and held Liu Hong's hand tightly.

Liu Hong squatted down with a smile, pointing to the lake: "Of course there are! Little fish are swimming around in the water, so carefree." Her eyes were gentle, and a doting smile graced her face as she gently stroked the little swallow's head.

In the prison, Suksaha sat against the wall with a gloomy look in his eyes. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, "Guards, I want to see the Emperor!" He stood up abruptly and pounded on the prison door with both hands. His eyes were filled with urgency and resentment. His stubble was messy and his hair was even more disheveled.

The jailer walked over impatiently and shouted through the cell door, "What are you shouting for? Do you think you can just see the Emperor whenever you want?" He frowned, his eyes full of disdain, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall.

Suksaha glared and said fiercely, "Go and report that I have important intelligence concerning the safety of the court!" He gripped the prison bars tightly with both hands, leaned forward, and looked fierce, as if he wanted to devour the jailer.

Meanwhile, spies investigating Suksaha's forces reported discovering suspicious ledgers at a secret Suksaha stronghold, recording numerous financial transactions with various factions. At the same time, Suksaha's remaining followers sensed the danger and were secretly gathering, preparing for a desperate gamble. The atmosphere in the palace was tense; a greater crisis was quietly approaching, and whether everyone could successfully avert it remained to be seen.