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

Sunlight streamed into the imperial study, yet a tense atmosphere lingered in the air. Hongli sat upright on the dragon throne, his gaze sharp as he surveyed the ministers below, each with their own distinct expression.

"Although this rebellion has been quelled, the atmosphere in the court urgently needs to be reformed. My esteemed ministers, do you have any good ideas?" Hongli leaned forward slightly, his hands resting on the armrests of the dragon throne, his eyes revealing an eager desire for reform in the court.

An elderly minister with white hair stepped forward shakily, holding his official tablet in both hands, and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I believe that the most urgent task is to strengthen the supervision of officials, establish a special inspection agency, and ensure that officials at all levels perform their duties diligently." He slightly raised his head, his eyes filled with worry and expectation, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened with thought.

The young vice minister stepped forward, clenched his fists, and said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty, I second your opinion. At the same time, we should broaden the channels for advice and encourage ministers to speak frankly and offer their remonstrances, so that we can discover potential problems in time." He stood tall and straight, his eyes were firm, and his face radiated confidence in the integrity of the court.

At this moment, a plump minister looked troubled and muttered under his breath, "But if this inspection agency has too much power, it might breed new corruption." He lowered his head slightly, nervously rubbing his tablet with his hands, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes, and unconsciously shrank back.

Hongli frowned, his gaze sharp as a knife: "Hmph, how could this happen if there were proper supervision? If any official dares to use this for personal gain, they shall be severely punished!" He slammed his hands on the armrests, his face serious, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination.

Meanwhile, in the Imperial Garden, Little Swallow was strolling among the flowers with Consort Ling. Morning dewdrops rolled on the petals, shimmering with a crystalline light.

"Consort Ling, this rebellion makes me realize even more that we need to bring more laughter and joy to the palace." Xiao Yanzi stopped and gently stroked a blooming flower, her eyes filled with longing.

Consort Ling smiled and nodded, her eyes gentle: "Your Majesty the Empress is absolutely right. How about we hold a banquet to let everyone relax?" She tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with anticipation, her hands gently folded in front of her.

Little Swallow's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Great idea! Let's call Lin Yuhang, Lin Yuxuan, and all the palace maids and eunuchs who work so hard every day." She waved her hands excitedly, her cheeks flushed slightly with excitement, and her eyes sparkled with joy.

Meanwhile, in the palace's training grounds, Lin Yuhang was instructing Lin Yuxuan in martial arts. Lin Yuxuan's sword-wielding movements were somewhat clumsy, yet full of enthusiasm.

"Yu Xuan, your sword strikes must be fast, accurate, and ruthless, like this." Lin Yuhang said, picking up his sword and quickly demonstrating a set of sword techniques. His movements were fluid and graceful, and the blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

Lin Yuxuan looked at Lin Yuhang with eyes full of admiration: "Brother Yuhang, you're amazing! When can I be like you?" He gripped the sword tightly with both hands, his eyes revealing a firm determination, and stood up straight, ready to continue practicing.

Inside the prison, Suksaha remained slumped in a corner, his eyes vacant, as if he had lost his soul. A jailer passing by the cell door couldn't help but sneer again, "How are you feeling, Lord Su? Not so good now, are you?" The jailer crossed his arms, his eyes filled with contempt, leaning against the wall with a cold smile on his lips.

Suksaha snorted coldly and turned his head away: "Hmph, the victor is king and the loser is villain, there's no point in saying more." A trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but it quickly dimmed, and he curled up even tighter.

In the palace corridor, palace maids were busy decorating with lanterns and ribbons for the banquet. Two young maids chatted quietly as they hung lanterns.

"I heard that Her Majesty the Empress wants everyone to attend this banquet. That's wonderful!" The little palace maid A's face was beaming with excitement, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she carefully hung the lantern with both hands.

The palace maid nodded quickly: "Yes, after this rebellion, everyone needs to be happy." She smiled gently, her eyes tender, and skillfully adjusted the ribbons.

Inside the Imperial Study, ministers were still engaged in heated discussions about the details of the court's reforms. Sunlight streamed through the windows, casting dappled shadows on the floor. Although the rebellion had been quelled, it served as a wake-up call, making Hongli and his ministers acutely aware of the urgency of court reform. Meanwhile, in the palace, the banquet prepared by Xiao Yanzi would bring long-awaited joy and warmth to this land that had weathered many storms, allowing people to forget their fears in happiness and embrace a new beginning.