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

The night in the Forbidden City was as dark as ink, so thick it seemed impossible to dispel. Only a few palace lanterns emitted a faint glow, swaying in the wind, adding a touch of mystery to the silent night. Inside the Kunning Palace, candlelight softly spilled onto the floor, illuminating Xiao Yanzi's thoughtful face. She wore a moon-white nightgown embroidered with delicate plum blossoms, her long hair casually tied up, a few strands falling beside her cheeks, making her even more charming.

"Xiao Tao, do you think those martial arts heroes that Princess Hejing found will be able to infiltrate successfully?" Xiao Yanzi gently bit her lower lip, her eyes full of worry. She sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers unconsciously fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, looking somewhat restless.

Xiao Tao carefully approached with a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table. "Your Highness, please don't worry too much. Princess Hejing is always reliable. Since those heroes are willing to help, they must have the skills. You should have some hot tea first to warm yourself up, so you don't tire yourself out." Xiao Tao's eyes were full of concern as she gently patted Xiao Yanzi's shoulder, trying to reassure her.

Little Swallow nodded slightly, picked up her teacup, and took a small sip, but felt no warmth from the tea. Her thoughts had already drifted to the borderlands thousands of miles away, and she silently prayed for everything to go smoothly.

Meanwhile, in a frontier camp, Fucha Fuheng frowned, staring at a map in his hand. He wore dust-covered armor, his hair was somewhat disheveled, but his face radiated determination. Inside the tent, the atmosphere was heavy; the generals sat together, each with a grim expression.

"Lord Fuheng, we are now surrounded by enemy troops, and our food supplies are running low. If this continues, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out for much longer," a lieutenant said anxiously, his voice trembling slightly, clearly showing his deep concern for the current situation.

Fuheng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Don't panic, everyone. The Emperor and the Empress will definitely find a way to rescue us. What we need to do now is hold our ground and wait for reinforcements." His eyes were firm, trying to encourage everyone.

However, just then, a commotion suddenly arose outside the tent. Fucha Fuheng and his generals all stood up and looked warily toward the door. A soldier rushed in and knelt on one knee: "Lord Fuheng, a mysterious person requests an audience, saying he has important news to bring you."

Fucha Fuheng was slightly taken aback, wondering to himself: What mysterious person could be here at this time? He exchanged glances with the generals and then said, "Bring him in."

A short while later, a man dressed in black night clothes entered the tent. His face was covered, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes. Upon seeing Fucha Fuheng, he bowed slightly and said, "Lord Fuheng, I have been entrusted by Princess Hejing to deliver a message to you."

A hint of surprise flashed in Fucha Fuheng's eyes: "Princess Hejing? What news has she sent?"

The mysterious man took out a letter from his pocket and handed it over: "This is a letter from Princess Hejing herself. You will understand as soon as you see it, sir."

Fuheng quickly took the letter and began to read it. His expression gradually softened, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes. After reading the letter, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Excellent! With Princess Hejing's plan, we will definitely be able to turn the tide."

The generals gathered around, asking curiously, "Lord Fuheng, what did the letter say?"

Fu Heng smiled slightly: "Princess Hejing has found some chivalrous heroes who will infiltrate the enemy ranks and create chaos. At the same time, General Zhao Hui will also provide support from the outside and launch a surprise attack on the enemy. We only need to hold our ground and wait for the right opportunity to defeat the enemy through a coordinated attack from within and without."

Upon hearing this, everyone's morale soared, and they all expressed their determination to persevere to the end.

Inside the Forbidden City, Emperor Hongli was reviewing memorials in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. He wore a bright yellow casual robe, his brows furrowed, and his eyes revealed his exhaustion. Su Peisheng served him cautiously, not daring to breathe too loudly.

"Su Peisheng, has there been any new news from the frontier?" Hongli asked without looking up, his voice tinged with weariness.

Su Peisheng quickly stepped forward and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, not yet. However, this servant believes that Lord Fuheng will be safe and sound."

Hongli nodded slightly, put down his vermilion brush, and rubbed his temples: "I hope so. These remnants of the Shadow Pavilion colluding with the border forces are utterly despicable. I will definitely wipe them out in one fell swoop and restore peace to my Great Qing." A hint of determination and anger flashed in his eyes.

Just then, a guard rushed in, knelt down and reported: "Your Majesty, Prince Yongqi requests an audience."

Hongli was slightly taken aback: "Send it quickly."

Yongqi strode into the Hall of Mental Cultivation and knelt on one knee: "Father, I have important matters to report."

Hongli quickly said, "Yongqi, get up and speak. What happened?"

Yongqi stood up, his expression somewhat grave: "Father, after some investigation, I discovered that the eunuch who colluded with the remnants of the Shadow Pavilion seems to be being directed by someone. Moreover, I suspect that this person is connected to a certain concubine in the palace."

Hongli's face instantly darkened: "Is this true? Yongqi, have you found out which concubine it is?"

Yongqi shook his head slightly: "There is no conclusive evidence yet. Your son has only discovered some clues. However, your son will continue to investigate and will not let any suspicious person go unpunished."

Hongli nodded heavily: "Good, this matter is of great importance, you must act with caution. Once the truth is ascertained, report to me immediately."

After receiving the order, Yongqi turned and left. Hongli watched his retreating figure, his worries growing heavier. He knew that without eliminating the hidden dangers within the palace, the war on the frontier would be difficult to quell completely.

A few days later, Princess Hejing arrived at Kunning Palace. She was wearing a pink qipao embroidered with colorful butterflies, looking lively and adorable. Upon seeing Xiaoyanzi, she rushed over and took her hand: "Empress Mother, I have received news from the heroes. They have successfully infiltrated the enemy ranks and are just waiting for the right moment to strike."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yanzi's eyes flashed with surprise: "Really? That's wonderful! Hejing, you've really been a great help." She held Princess Hejing's hand tightly, a relieved smile on her face.

Princess Hejing smiled somewhat shyly: "Empress Mother, this is what I should do. I'm willing to do anything as long as it can help Father Emperor and you."

As the two were talking, Xiao Tao hurriedly walked in: "Your Majesty, the Emperor has sent someone to deliver an imperial decree, ordering you and Princess Hejing to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation immediately."

Little Swallow paused for a moment, then said, "I understand, we'll go right now."

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Hongli sat on the dragon throne, his expression solemn. Seeing Xiaoyanzi and Princess Hejing enter, he nodded slightly: "You've arrived. I just received news from the border that Fuheng's side is ready and awaiting General Zhaohui's surprise attack."

Xiao Yanzi and Princess Hejing exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with joy. Xiao Yanzi quickly said, "Your Majesty, this is wonderful! It seems our plan is about to succeed."

Hongli nodded slightly, but his face didn't show much of a smile: "Even so, we cannot let our guard down. The hidden dangers within the palace have not been completely eliminated. We must find out the truth as soon as possible to prevent any further trouble."

Princess Hejing frowned: "Father, isn't Brother Yongqi investigating? Why are there still no results?"

Hongli sighed slightly: "This matter is extremely secretive, and the person behind it is very cunning. It will not be easy to find out the truth. However, I still trust Yongqi to handle things."

Just then, Su Peisheng hurriedly walked in: "Your Majesty, General Zhaohui has sent an urgent battle report."

Hongli's expression hardened: "Bring it here quickly."

Su Peisheng quickly presented the battle report. Hongli took it and began to read it rapidly. His expression gradually became serious, and his brows furrowed more and more tightly.

"Your Majesty, what has happened?" Xiao Yanzi asked anxiously, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.

Hongli handed the battle report to Xiaoyanzi and said in a deep voice, "General Zhaohui encountered fierce resistance when he launched a surprise attack on the enemy, and the two sides are locked in a stalemate. Moreover, the enemy seems to have realized our plan and has strengthened its defenses."

After reading the battle report, Xiao Yanzi's face turned extremely grim: "What should we do? Is our plan going to fail?"

Princess Hejing bit her lower lip: "Father, Mother, I don't believe those bad people can keep getting away with it. Let's think of another way; we're sure we can find a breakthrough."

Hongli nodded slightly: "Hejing is right, we cannot give up like this. I will summon the ministers to discuss and come up with a solution."

As the situation evolved, the atmosphere both inside and outside the palace grew increasingly tense. Everyone hoped that this crisis would soon take a turn for the better…