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

Xiao Yanzi and Hongli meticulously prepared a banquet in the palace, hoping to reveal the Shadow Pavilion's conspiracy at this banquet.

Inside Prince Bao's residence, Xiao Yanzi said to Hongli with great worry, "Your Highness, this banquet is of great importance, and Gao Wuyong is extremely cunning. Can we really lure him into a trap?"

Hongli gently held her hand and comforted her, "My beloved consort, do not worry. I have already set up many plans, and he will not be able to escape."

Just then, Xiao Tao came to announce: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Lord Fucha Fuheng requests an audience."

Upon entering the residence, Fucha Fuheng bowed respectfully: "Your Highness, Your Highness, I heard that you two are investigating the Shadow Pavilion, so I came to offer my assistance. I have some connections in the court and may be able to find out some key information."

Hongli's face lit up with joy: "Fuheng's arrival is truly a timely help. My wife and I have been worried about this matter."

Little Swallow smiled and said, "Lord Fuheng, with your help, the Shadow Pavilion will have nowhere to hide!"

Fu Heng humbly replied, "This is my duty, and I dare not claim credit for it."

In the palace, Empress Yixiu heard that Prince Bao's mansion was preparing a banquet, and she was filled with doubts.

Rong Momo whispered from the side, "Your Majesty, Hongli and Xiaoyanzi may have something big going on at the banquet. We must be prepared."

Empress Yixiu's eyes were cold and stern: "It's alright. Let them do whatever they want, I can handle it. Have you made all the arrangements with Gao Wuyong?"

Rong Momo quickly replied, "Your Majesty, rest assured, everything is ready, and Gao Wuyong will certainly act according to plan."

In the Prince Heshuo's residence, although Hongzhou agreed to help, he could not hide the melancholy in his heart.

Dilireyao asked softly, "Your Highness, why do you still look so worried? Are you troubled by the matter of Prince Bao's mansion?"

Hongzhou sighed, "I am simply saddened by the memories of the past. But please rest assured, I will not let personal matters interfere with public duty."

Dilire Yao leaned gently on his shoulder: "Your Highness, I believe in you. No matter the storm, I will always be by your side."

On the day of the banquet, the palace was brightly decorated and bustling with activity, as ministers and concubines flocked to the banquet.

Little Swallow and Emperor Qianlong, dressed in their finest attire, stood at the palace gate to welcome the guests.

Gao Wuyong, harboring ulterior motives, also arrived on time, his eyes darting around uncertainly.

At the banquet, after the singing and dancing, Hongli said loudly, "Today, all the wise men have gathered here. I have come across a few paintings and calligraphies, which I would like to share with you all."

The attendant slowly unfurled the paintings and calligraphy, one of which bore a striking resemblance to the murals in the Shadow Pavilion.

The ministers gathered around, and their voices rose and fell in discussion.

Hongli kept a close eye on Gao Wuyong without showing any emotion. He noticed that Gao Wuyong's expression changed slightly, but he tried to remain calm.

At this moment, Su Peisheng quietly approached Gao Wuyong and whispered, "Eunuch Gao, the Prince has hidden a shocking secret in his study, which is closely connected to the Shadow Pavilion."

Gao Wuyong's expression changed drastically, and he chuckled dryly twice: "Eunuch Su, don't talk nonsense. How could I possibly know anything about the Shadow Pavilion?"

Little Swallow stepped forward gracefully and said, "Eunuch Gao, you seem a little flustered? Is there something wrong with this painting?"

Gao Wuyong hurriedly waved his hand: "Princess Consort, please don't misunderstand. This servant just thought the painting was quite strange, so I lost my composure."

Hongli pressed on, "Oh? What's so strange about it? Eunuch Gao, why don't you tell me all about it?"

Cold sweat beaded on Gao Wuyong's forehead. He stammered, unable to utter a word.

Upon seeing this, Fucha Fuheng stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, I find the brushwork of this painting quite unusual, as if it were related to a mysterious school of thought. I have heard that the Shadow Pavilion is also associated with such mysterious schools. I wonder if there is any hidden secret in it?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Wuyong trembled slightly, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks.

Xiao Yanzi and Hongli understood each other perfectly, knowing they had touched Gao Wuyong's heartstrings. However, the Shadow Pavilion's power was deeply entrenched, and what they had seen was merely the tip of the iceberg; even more perilous challenges lay ahead. But the two refused to back down. Caught in the vortex of court power and intrigue, they pressed forward step by step with wisdom and courage, determined to protect the court's peace, unravel the Shadow Pavilion's mysteries, and write a new chapter in their legend. Undeterred by hardship and danger, they awaited the dawn. (End of Chapter)