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

The palaces of the Forbidden City stood majestically under the sunlight, their glazed tiles gleaming with golden light, but the Empress's chambers were shrouded in gloom. Little Swallow sat before the bronze mirror, staring blankly at the unfamiliar yet familiar face reflected in it, her fingers gently tracing her cheeks, as if trying to retrieve lost memories from that face.

"Why can't I remember anything..." she murmured to herself, her voice filled with helplessness and confusion.

At this moment, Consort Ling walked in with light steps, carrying a bowl of steaming hot medicine in her hands, with a gentle and concerned smile on her face: "Your Majesty, it's time to drink your medicine. This medicine may help you recover your memory."

Xiao Yanzi turned her head, her eyes devoid of any light. "Consort Ling, am I really the Empress? What exactly happened between the Emperor and me?"

Consort Ling placed the medicine bowl on the table, sat down beside Xiao Yanzi, gently took her hand, and her eyes welled up with tears: "Your Majesty, of course you are the Empress. You and the Emperor were very loving, and those days are too numerous to recount. Do you still remember that flower viewing party in the Imperial Garden, where you and the Emperor composed poems together, and the entire harem was immersed in joy? The way the Emperor looked at you was full of deep affection!"

Little Swallow tried hard to recall, but her mind remained blank. She frowned in pain, "I don't remember anything at all. My head hurts, it hurts so much..."

Consort Ling quickly patted her back gently, "Your Majesty, don't worry, think slowly, you'll remember eventually."

Meanwhile, in the Imperial Study, Hongli was frowning over a pile of memorials, but his mind was elsewhere. A secret letter from Lin Yuhang from Jiangnan said that the mysterious organization's influence was deeply entrenched, making the investigation in the capital extremely difficult. At this moment, however, he was even more worried about Xiao Yanzi.

"Your Majesty, Fu Lun and Er Kang request an audience." The eunuch's announcement interrupted his thoughts.

"Summon them!" Hongli sat up straight, his expression solemn.

Fu Lun and young Er Kang strode in. After bowing, Fu Lun said, "Your Majesty, we are deeply saddened to hear that the Empress has been attacked and has lost her memory. We have come here to share Your Majesty's burden and to investigate this matter together."

Hongli nodded slightly, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes: "Fulun, Erkang, with your help, I feel more at ease. The forces behind this are too cunning; even the Empress has fallen victim to their poison."

Erkang stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Majesty, I will do everything in my power, even if it means searching the entire capital, to find the mastermind behind this and bring justice to Her Majesty the Empress!"

Meanwhile, in Shufangzhai, Little Swallow was playing with Liu Qing, Liu Hong, Mingyue, Caixia, Xiao Dengzi, and Xiao Zhuozi. Little Swallow's laughter was clear and melodious, but when she thought of the Empress, her smile faded.

"Sister Liu Hong, when will Her Majesty the Empress get better? I really want her to tell me stories again." Little Swallow held Liu Hong's hand, her eyes full of worry.

Liu Hong patted her head and comforted her, "Princess, don't worry. Her Majesty the Empress is blessed with good fortune and will surely recover soon."

Meanwhile, Lin Yuhang and Zhao Xuan hurried back to the capital, proceeding with extreme caution, constantly on guard against any ambushes by the mysterious organization. Finally, they arrived at the West Market of the capital and found the secret stronghold mentioned by the man in black.

"This is it, Zhao Xuan, be careful." Lin Yuhang drew his sword from his waist, his eyes cold and stern.

The two stealthily infiltrated the hideout, which was dark and gloomy, filled with an old and worn atmosphere. In a secret room, they found ledgers and letters, which Lin Yuhang eagerly began to peruse.

"Zhao Xuan, look, there are indeed problems with the accounts in these ledgers, and these letters seem to be plotting a bigger conspiracy." Lin Yuhang said solemnly as he handed the letters to Zhao Xuan.

After reading it, Zhao Xuan's expression turned extremely ugly: "Brother Lin, the ambitions of this mysterious organization are even greater than we imagined. They actually want to collude with border forces to overthrow the imperial court!"

Upon returning to the palace, Lin Yuhang immediately requested an audience with Hongli. In the imperial study, he presented Hongli with account books and letters. After reading them, Hongli flew into a rage, slamming his fist on the table: "These treacherous officials are utterly audacious! They dare to attempt to collude with the border regions! I will not let them get away with this!"

Lin Yuhang knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty, I will definitely continue to investigate thoroughly and find out all those involved in the conspiracy."

Hongli stood up and paced back and forth in the study. "Lin Yuhang, this matter is of utmost importance. You must proceed with extreme caution. I will avenge the Empress!"

Meanwhile, in the Empress's palace, Xiao Yanzi was still trying hard to recall the past. Consort Ling told her many stories about her and Hongli, but she still had no clue.

"Consort Ling, I feel like I'm trapped in a dark box, and I can't get out." Xiao Yanzi's voice was trembling with tears.

Consort Ling hugged her tenderly: "Your Majesty, don't be discouraged. Let's think of another way. By the way, how about we go to the places you and the Emperor used to visit? Maybe it will awaken your memories."

So, accompanied by Consort Ling, Xiao Yanzi arrived at the Imperial Garden. The scene of the flower-viewing party was long gone, but every plant and tree here seemed to be telling stories of the past.

"Your Majesty, this is the place where you and the Emperor enjoyed the flowers together. Do you remember it?" Consort Ling asked softly.

Little Swallow slowly closed her eyes, trying to catch a familiar scent in the wind. Suddenly, a blurry image flashed through her mind: Hongli's gentle smile.

"I...I think I saw something. It was the Emperor. He was smiling at me." Little Swallow opened her eyes excitedly, her eyes sparkling with hope.

Consort Ling was also very excited: "Really? Your Highness, please think again, what else?"

But the image flashed by, and Little Swallow was confused again. "I can't remember it. Why, why was it just a little bit off!"

Back in her palace, Xiao Yanzi lay exhausted on her bed, tears streaming down her face. She didn't know when she would regain her lost memories, nor how to resolve this crisis.

Meanwhile, in the shadows of Beijing, the remnants of a mysterious organization were plotting their next move. Knowing that Lin Yuhang had obtained some clues, they decided to strike first, and an even greater crisis was quietly approaching…