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

Night fell over the palace, and all was quiet except for the occasional rustling of the wind through the branches. At a side gate of the palace, two guards paced back and forth listlessly.

"I've had a strange feeling these past few days, like something's about to happen." Guard A frowned, a hint of unease in his eyes. As he spoke, he gripped his spear tighter and quickened his pace unconsciously.

Guard B scoffed dismissively, "What could possibly happen? You're overthinking it. Get back to your post and stop worrying." He stretched, his eyes glazed over, casually gripping his spear, and leaned against the wall.

Before the words were even finished, two dark figures darted out from the shadows, their blades gleaming coldly. Guard A's eyes widened, and he was about to cry out when a shadowy figure covered his mouth, a sharp dagger instantly slicing across his throat, blood gushing out. Guard B was terrified and tried to resist, but was kicked to the ground by another shadowy figure, and then a dagger plunged into his chest; both men fell silent.

"Quickly, open the door and let the brothers in!" The burly man stepped out of the shadows and shouted in a low voice. His eyes were cold as he scanned the surroundings, his hands gripping his weapon tightly, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

The short man hurriedly opened the door, and a group of men in black, armed with sharp blades, rushed in. They moved quickly, their expressions a mixture of tension and excitement, silently stealthily making their way into the palace.

At this moment, in the Imperial Garden, Xiao Yanzi was strolling and chatting with Lin Yuhang, Consort Ling, and Lin Yuxuan. Suddenly, a series of noisy footsteps approached, and Xiao Yanzi frowned, looking warily in the direction of the sound.

"What's going on? Why are there so many footsteps at this hour?" Xiao Yanzi unconsciously clenched her fists, her eyes filled with doubt, her cheeks flushed slightly with tension, and she leaned forward slightly in a defensive posture.

Lin Yuhang also became alert and stood in front of Xiao Yanzi, saying, "Sister, Consort Ling, you two hide first. I'll go check." His brows were furrowed, his eyes were firm, and his hands were slightly clenched into fists, ready to deal with any danger at any time.

Consort Ling's face turned deathly pale, and her voice trembled: "Could something have happened? Your Majesty, you must be careful." She gripped Xiao Yanzi's arm tightly with both hands, her eyes filled with worry, and her body trembled slightly, clearly frightened by this sudden turn of events.

Although Lin Yuxuan was also a little scared, he still mustered up his courage: "Sister, Brother Yuhang, I'll go too. Maybe I can help." He clenched his fists, his eyes revealing a hint of determination. His body trembled slightly, but he tried his best to appear calm.

"No, you stay here to protect Consort Ling and my sister. I'll be right back." After saying that, Lin Yuhang turned around and ran towards the direction of the footsteps.

Inside the imperial study, Hongli was discussing countermeasures with several ministers when he heard the commotion outside, and his face darkened.

"What's happening outside?" Hongli stood up, his hands behind his back, his eyes cold and stern. His dragon robe swayed slightly with his movements, revealing an air of majesty.

A guard rushed in, knelt down and reported, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! Unidentified people have broken into the palace. They seem to be remnants of Suksaha's gang. Several palace gates have already been breached!" The guard looked panicked, his voice was urgent, his forehead was covered in sweat, and he supported himself with his hands on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

"Outrageous!" Hongli's eyes widened in anger, and he slammed his hands on the table, causing the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on it to bounce. "Issue my order: have the Imperial Guards mobilize immediately and annihilate all these rebels!"

Inside the prison, Suksaha heard the commotion outside and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Hmph, it's finally starting." Suksaha muttered to himself, his hands gripping the prison bars tightly, a hint of madness and anticipation in his eyes, his stubble appearing even more unruly in the dim light.

Hearing the commotion, the jailer panicked and shouted at Suksaha, "Behave yourself and don't try to cause trouble!" The jailer frowned, his eyes were wary, his hands gripped the baton tightly, and his body trembled slightly, clearly frightened by the situation outside.

In the palace corridor, Lin Yuhang encountered several men in black.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the palace!" Lin Yuhang shouted, his eyes cold, his hands in a defensive stance, his feet firmly planted, ready to fight at any moment.

The men in black didn't answer, but charged forward, brandishing their sharp blades. Lin Yuhang dodged the attack with ease, then swiftly counterattacked, kicking one of the men in black in the chest and knocking him to the ground.

In every corner of the palace, the Imperial Guards and the men in black engaged in fierce battles. Shouts of battle and the clash of weapons mingled together, plunging the entire palace into chaos. A life-or-death struggle concerning the safety of the royal family was in full swing.