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

On the night of the full moon, the cold moonlight shone on the eerie ancient tombs on the outskirts of the city, shrouded in a thin mist, making it appear particularly sinister. Fucha Fuheng led a team of elite guards, dressed in black, long swords at their waists, approaching the tombs like ghosts. Their faces were covered with black masks, revealing only pairs of wary eyes that gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Meanwhile, in the palace, Xiao Yanzi, dressed in a deep blue empress's robe and wearing a phoenix crown, its pearls shimmering softly in the candlelight, paced anxiously in Kunning Palace, glancing frequently out the window, her heart filled with worry. Hongli, in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on a chair nearby, his brow furrowed, a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I don't know if Fu Heng and the others will have a smooth journey. I'm really worried," Xiao Yanzi said, stopping in her tracks.

Hongli stood up, walked to Xiaoyanzi's side, and took her hand. "Empress, don't worry, Fuheng is reliable. I believe he will find out the truth. However, this mysterious organization acts strangely, and we must be on guard."

Little Swallow nodded. "I hope so. Your Majesty, you said this mysterious organization is going to the ancient tomb to retrieve treasure and seek revenge. What exactly is this treasure, and who are they going to take revenge on?"

Hongli frowned slightly and pondered for a moment. "I've been thinking about this too. There must be some hidden story behind this, and it may even be intricately connected to the mysterious murals in the Shadow Pavilion."

Just then, Su Peisheng hurriedly entered Kunning Palace. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Empress, we have just received news that Lord Fuheng has arrived at the ancient tomb and is preparing to go in to investigate."

Hongli and Xiaoyanzi exchanged a glance. "Let's go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and await news."

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the atmosphere was tense and solemn. Hongli sat on the dragon throne, with Xiao Yanzi standing beside him. The two of them stared intently at the hall's entrance, awaiting news.

Meanwhile, at the ancient tomb on the outskirts of the city, Fucha Fuheng and his companions had arrived at the tomb's entrance. The entrance was sealed by a huge stone slab, inscribed with ancient runes. Fucha Fuheng carefully examined these runes, pondering them silently.

"My lord, this stone slab is so heavy, how are we supposed to get in?" a guard asked in a low voice.

Fucha Fuheng frowned. "Let's check if there are any traps or mechanisms first."

So the guards began to search the surrounding area carefully. Suddenly, one of the guards shouted, "Sir, there's a hidden compartment here!"

Fucha Fuheng hurried over and saw that the hidden compartment was concealed behind an inconspicuous stone. He reached out and gently pressed it, and with a "boom," the huge stone slab slowly rose, revealing a dark hole.

Fucha Fuheng's eyes sharpened. "Everyone be careful, come in with me."

Having said that, he led the way into the cave. A pungent, putrid stench filled the air, and the ground was covered in moss, making it extremely slippery. The guards followed cautiously behind, their long swords gripped tightly, their eyes scanning their surroundings warily.

They walked along the narrow passage, the walls on either side of which were carved with strange patterns. Fucha Fuheng had a sudden realization; these patterns seemed somewhat similar to the symbols he had seen on the note from the man in black earlier.

Just then, a faint sound of footsteps came from ahead. Fucha Fuheng quickly signaled the guards to stop, and listened intently, a hint of tension in his eyes.

"My lord, it seems there are other people ahead," a guard whispered.

Fucha Fuheng nodded. "Be careful, let's approach quietly."

They continued on, rounded a bend, and saw a group of men in black surrounding a huge stone coffin. These were the same men who had appeared earlier at the hunting grounds and the abandoned temple, and the one leading them was the one who wielded the long black whip.

"Haha, we've finally found this legendary treasure! With it, we'll definitely be able to avenge ourselves!" the leader of the men in black laughed triumphantly.

Fucha Fuheng was startled and shouted, "You audacious madmen, today is your death day!"

Having said that, he brandished his long sword and charged forward. The guards followed closely behind, engaging the man in black in a fierce battle.

The men in black were taken aback by the sudden appearance of Fucha Fuheng and his entourage, but quickly reacted, drawing their weapons to meet the guards in battle. In an instant, the flashing of swords and the shouts of battle echoed through the ancient tomb.

Fucha Fuheng was agile and skillful; his longsword moved like a black lightning bolt, weaving freely through the enemy ranks. He engaged in a fierce duel with the leader of the men in black, the two exchanging blows, neither gaining the upper hand.

However, the number of men in black was overwhelming, and the guards were gradually becoming overwhelmed. Just then, Fucha Fuheng saw a man in black walking towards the stone coffin, seemingly intending to open it and retrieve the treasures inside.

"No, we can't let him succeed!" Fucha Fuheng thought to himself.

He feinted, shaking off the leader of the men in black, and then charged towards him. However, just as he was about to reach the man in black, the leader suddenly pulled out a long black whip from behind and lashed it out at him.

Fu Heng, hearing the whistle, was startled and quickly dodged to the side, but he was too slow, and the whip lashed hard across his back. He cried out in pain and nearly fell to the ground.

"My lord!" A guard rushed over upon seeing Fucha Fuheng injured, blocking the leader of the men in black.

Fucha Fuheng gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and continued chasing after the man in black. He swung his long sword, slashing at the man in black. The man in black hurriedly raised his sword to block, but Fucha Fuheng's strength was too great; he was slashed in the arm, and the sword fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fucha Fuheng kicked the man in black in the chest, knocking him to the ground. He quickly went to the stone coffin and saw some strange patterns carved on it, which seemed to be an ancient seal.

Just then, Hongli and Xiaoyanzi finally received the news in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Empress, Lord Fuheng has encountered a man in black in the ancient tomb and is engaged in a fierce battle. Lord Fuheng has also been injured," Su Peisheng said anxiously.

Xiao Yanzi's heart tightened. "Your Majesty, we can't wait any longer. I must go and help Lord Fu Heng."

Hongli frowned. "Empress, you can't go. It's too dangerous there. I will send more guards to support Fuheng."

After saying this, Hongli immediately ordered General Zhaohui to lead a team of elite guards to the ancient tomb to support Fucha Fuheng.

Inside the ancient tomb, Fucha Fuheng was trying to break the seal on the stone coffin. However, the seal was extremely complex, and he failed several times.

"My lord, we can't hold out much longer!" a guard shouted.

Fucha Fuheng was extremely anxious. Looking at the stone coffin, he suddenly remembered the secret message he had seen on the note from the man in black. Perhaps this message was related to breaking the seal on the stone coffin.

He calmed himself down, carefully recalling the contents of the coded message, and then, following the instructions, pressed his fingers into several specific spots on the patterns on the stone coffin. With a "click," the seal on the stone coffin seemed to loosen.

Just then, General Zhao Hui arrived with his guards. Seeing the men in black fighting Fu Heng and his men, they immediately joined the battle. The men in black, seeing reinforcements arrive, began to panic, and their resistance gradually weakened.

Finally, all the men in black were subdued. Fucha Fuheng breathed a sigh of relief. He opened the stone coffin and found a scroll inside. He carefully took out the scroll, unfolded it, and saw a pattern on it that was very similar to the murals in the Shadow Pavilion.

"What...what exactly is going on?" Fucha Fuheng was filled with doubt.

He carefully put the scroll away and then left the ancient tomb with his guards. Upon returning to the palace, Fucha Fuheng immediately went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to report the situation to Hongli and Xiaoyanzi.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Empress, I found this in an ancient tomb," Fucha Fuheng said, handing the scroll to Hongli.

Hongli took the scroll, unfolded it, and his expression immediately became very serious. Xiao Yanzi also came over and was startled when she saw the pattern on the scroll.

"Your Majesty, this pattern is so similar to the murals in the Shadow Pavilion. Could this be the treasure the men in black are looking for? They want revenge, so what does that have to do with this pattern?" Xiao Yanzi asked.

Hongli frowned slightly. "I don't know either. It seems the secret is far more complicated than we imagined. Fuheng, immediately summon the scholars of the Hanlin Academy and have them study the patterns on this scroll to see if they can find any clues."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Fucha Fuheng accepted the order and left.

In the days that followed, the scholars of the Hanlin Academy studied the patterns on the scrolls day and night. Meanwhile, Xiao Yanzi and Hongli strengthened the palace's defenses to prevent the mysterious organization from attacking again.

On this day, the scholars finally made a discovery. They hurriedly went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to report to Emperor Hongli and Xiaoyanzi.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Empress, our research has revealed that the patterns on this scroll are indeed related to the murals of the Shadow Pavilion, and it seems to conceal a great secret," a scholar said.

Hongli and Xiaoyanzi exchanged a glance. "Tell me quickly, what is the secret?"

The scholar swallowed hard. "Your Majesty, this pattern depicts an ancient treasure, said to possess mysterious power, from which whoever obtains it can control the world. The murals in the Shadow Pavilion are clues to finding this treasure."

Hongli and Xiaoyanzi were both shocked upon hearing this. They had never imagined that such a huge secret was hidden behind it.

"So, those men in black did this because of the treasure? They want revenge. Is it because the treasure was stolen, or are their ancestors connected to the treasure?" Little Swallow asked, frowning.

Hongli nodded. "Very likely. It seems we need to be even more careful. This mysterious organization will not give up easily; they will definitely take further action."

However, unbeknownst to them, a far greater crisis was quietly approaching. The mastermind behind the mysterious organization was plotting an even more terrifying conspiracy, and Xiao Yanzi and Hongli would face unprecedented challenges...

In the inner palace, Consort Na learned that Fucha Fuheng had found a scroll in an ancient tomb, and she was secretly anxious. She paced back and forth in her room, a look of anxiety on her face.

"No, we can't let them discover the secret of the treasure. Otherwise, my entire plan will be ruined," Nafei said through gritted teeth.

She summoned Rong Mama and said, "Mama, you must find a way to steal that scroll immediately."

Rong Momo frowned. "My lady, this is no easy task. The palace is heavily guarded, and that scroll is definitely being protected closely by the Emperor and the Empress."

The concubine glared at Rong Mama, "I don't care, you have to find a way. If you can't, watch your head!"

Rong Momo's heart skipped a beat. "Yes, Master, this servant will do her best."

So, Rong Momo began secretly plotting how to steal the scroll. She bribed a palace maid to gather information and look for an opportunity near the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yanzi also realized the seriousness of the situation. She decided to personally investigate Na Fei's movements to see if she was connected to the mysterious organization.

"Xiao Tao, go and keep an eye on that concubine and see if she's been behaving strangely lately," Xiao Yanzi said to Xiao Tao.

Xiao Tao nodded, "Yes, Your Highness, this servant will go right away."

After Xiao Tao left, Xiao Yanzi sat in a chair, lost in thought. She knew that this struggle had only just begun, and the road ahead was long, filled with unknowns and dangers. But she also firmly believed that as long as she and Hongli worked together, they would be able to unravel the mysteries and safeguard the safety of the palace and the nation…