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

In the dimly lit, damp underground chamber, candlelight flickered. The remaining followers of Suksaha sat huddled together, their expressions a mixture of panic and desperate madness. Liu Fugui, the leader, frowned deeply and slammed his hand on the table, nearly extinguishing the candlelight.

"Brothers, Lord Su has been arrested. We need to think of something quickly, or we're all doomed!" Liu Fugui's voice was low and ruthless. His eyes were sinister as he scanned the people around him, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white.

"But what can we do? The Emperor has ordered a thorough investigation!" A tall, thin man shrank his neck, his voice trembling. His eyes were filled with fear, his hands nervously twisting the hem of his clothes, and his body trembling slightly.

Liu Fugui sneered, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "The solution is for us to rebel! Before the Emperor fully understands our situation, we should strike first!" He suddenly stood up, placed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly with excitement.

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in uproar. Some hesitated, while others, infected by Liu Fugui's madness, showed resolute expressions.

"This...this is utterly rebellious!" A chubby middle-aged man's voice trembled. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with fear and struggle. He clutched his chest tightly with both hands, as if this could suppress the panic in his heart.

"Fortune favors the bold! We've come this far, if we don't take a gamble, we're doomed!" Liu Fugui roared, his eyes blazing with madness. He waved his hands in the air, spitting as he tried to incite the crowd.

In the royal garden, sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating dappled patterns of light. Swallows flitted among the flowers, occasionally pausing to smell their fragrance, but their brows remained slightly furrowed, clearly still thinking about Suksaha.

"Hmph, I won't be able to calm down until Suksaha is punished." Little Swallow pouted, put her hands on her hips, her eyes filled with anger, and her cheeks were slightly flushed with excitement.

Lin Yuhang followed behind, smiling helplessly: "Sister, don't worry, the Emperor will definitely handle it." His eyes were gentle as he looked at Xiao Yanzi's back, his hands behind his back, his steps leisurely.

Consort Ling walked along a side path, holding a bunch of freshly picked flowers in her hand: "Your Majesty, look how beautiful these flowers are. They would look wonderful in your palace." Consort Ling smiled gently, her eyes full of concern. She presented the flowers to Xiao Yanzi with both hands, leaning slightly forward with an elegant posture.

Xiao Yanzi took the flowers, a slight smile playing on her lips. "You're so thoughtful, Consort Ling. These flowers are truly beautiful." A smile appeared on Xiao Yanzi's face, her eyes softening considerably as she gently stroked the petals, her face radiating joy.

Lin Yuxuan ran over from a distance, panting, "Sister, I just saw a really big butterfly, but unfortunately I couldn't catch it." His face was full of regret, but his eyes still sparkled with excitement. He gestured with his hands to show the size of the butterfly, his body rising and falling slightly from running.

Meanwhile, in a secluded corner of the palace, two furtive figures were talking in hushed tones.

"Let's proceed according to plan. We'll make our move tonight. First, take care of the guards at the palace gate and let the brothers in," a burly man said in a low voice. His eyes were alert as he constantly surveyed his surroundings, his hands gripping the dagger at his waist tightly.

"What if we get discovered?" Another short man asked, his voice trembling. His eyes were filled with fear, and he clutched his clothes nervously, curling up like a frightened mouse.

"What are you afraid of! Let's be careful. After we succeed, we'll enjoy endless wealth and glory!" The burly man's eyes were greedy. He glared at the short man and waved his hands forcefully, as if he could already see the scene after success.

Inside the prison, Suksaha continued to shout and yell in front of the cell door.

"Guard, did you report to me or not? I really have important information!" Suksaha's eyes were bloodshot, his hands gripped the cell door bars and shook them violently, his stubble on his face looked even more messy, and his whole person exuded an aura of madness.

The jailer stood at a distance, his face full of annoyance: "What are you shouting for? If you shout again, I'll gag you!" The jailer frowned, his eyes full of disgust, his arms crossed, his body leaning against the wall, unmoved.

Inside the imperial study, Hongli was carefully examining the account books delivered by secret agents, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"These forces are colluding with each other, how dare they be so audacious!" Hongli's expression was cold, his eyes revealing anger and determination. He slammed his hands on the table, causing the account books on the table to flip several pages.

Just then, a guard rushed in, knelt down and reported, "Your Majesty, suspicious persons have been found in the palace, and they seem to be plotting something!" The guard looked flustered, his voice was urgent, his forehead was covered in sweat, his hands were on the ground and his body was trembling slightly.

Hongli's face darkened, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes: "Strengthen defenses and make sure to wipe out these rebels in one fell swoop!" Hongli stood up, his hands behind his back, his gaze resolute, his dragon robe swaying slightly with his movements. A battle to defend the palace was about to erupt.