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

After Hongli expressed his gratitude to Hongzhou, Hongzhou merely nodded slightly and then turned and hurriedly left. Little Swallow watched his retreating figure, a complex expression flashing in her eyes, and sighed softly.

Seeing this, Consort Fucha gently took Xiaoyanzi's hand and said tenderly, "Xiaoyanzi, don't be sad. In this palace, people's hearts are unpredictable, and matters of the heart are even more unpredictable."

Xiao Yanzi turned to look at Fucha and forced a smile: "Sister Fucha, I understand, but I feel a little sorry for Prince He."

Lady Fucha gently patted her hand: "You are just too kind-hearted. This is not entirely your fault. You can't force matters of the heart."

At this moment, Su Peisheng rushed over, bowed to Hongli, and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor is furious upon hearing about today's events and summons you to the palace immediately for an audience!"

Hongli's expression hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "I will go right away." He then turned to Xiaoyanzi and instructed, "My dear consort, you should go back to the manor to rest first. Don't worry, I will take care of everything."

Little Swallow nodded obediently: "Your Highness, please be careful."

After Hongli left with Su Peisheng, Fucha said to Xiaoyanzi, "Let's go back to the manor. I'm still feeling uneasy after today's chaos. Let's go back and have some hot tea to calm our nerves."

Back at the mansion, Lady Fucha instructed her maid to prepare some calming tea, and she and Xiao Yanzi sat in the pavilion in the garden.

Lady Fucha picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said slowly, "Little Swallow, what do you think the Shadow Pavilion will do next? They suffered a defeat today, so they certainly won't let it go."

Xiao Yanzi frowned, a hint of worry in her eyes: "I don't know either, but they certainly won't give up easily. Sister, you must be careful in the manor. I'm afraid they might do something desperate and harm the manor."

Lady Fucha smiled slightly and comforted her, "With you here, I feel much more at ease. You are always so brave; I wouldn't have your quick wit."

Little Swallow smiled mischievously: "Sister, you are gentle and kind, the backbone of this household. I just like to cause trouble."

Inside the palace, Hongli knelt before Emperor Yongzheng.

Emperor Yongzheng glared at him and roared, "Hongli, how dare the Shadow Pavilion openly attack during the sacrificial ceremony! Do you know what a grave crime this is? As a prince and my most valued son, you must give me an explanation for this!"

Hongli bowed his head and respectfully replied, "Father, please calm your anger. Your son has failed in his duties and is willing to accept punishment. Your son has discussed with Xiaoyanzi and decided to take the initiative to find the Shadow Pavilion's lair and wipe them out in one fell swoop, so that they will never have the opportunity to disturb the palace again."

Yongzheng's expression softened slightly. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Hmph! Get up. I'm entrusting this matter to you, but if there are any more mistakes, I will not let you off lightly!"

"Thank you, Father Emperor!" Hongli stood up and left the Imperial Study.

He returned to the palace and went straight to Xiao Yanzi's residence.

When Xiao Yanzi saw Hongli, she quickly got up to greet him: "Your Highness, what did the Emperor say?"

Hongli took her hand and helped her sit down, then slowly said, "Father Emperor has ordered me to resolve the Shadow Pavilion matter as soon as possible. My beloved consort, our plan needs to be expedited."

Xiao Yanzi said firmly, "Your Highness, I will go and make preparations right away. I will have Xiao Tao and A Zhu go among the people to gather more information."

Xiao Tao said from the side, "Miss, I will do my best and never let you down!"

A-Zhu nodded, "I will keep a close eye on things together with Xiao-Tao."

Meanwhile, Niohuru Zhixi was restless in her residence.

Rong Momo comforted her, "Princess, don't worry, we'll think of a solution slowly. Little Swallow and the Prince won't always have it so easy."

Zhixi gritted her teeth and said, "Granny, I can't just stand by and watch them be so smug. I must find a way to ruin their plans."

Rong Momo rolled her eyes, leaned closer to Zhixi, and whispered, "Fujin, this old servant has heard that the Fucha clan's primary wife has a high reputation in the mansion. If we can find something on her, perhaps we can make the prince dislike Xiaoyanzi."

Zhixi's eyes lit up: "Granny, this is a great plan. Go and arrange for someone to keep an eye on Fucha and see if you can find anything."

"Yes, Madam." Rong Mama accepted the order and left.

Between the palace and the prince's residence, undercurrents surge. Will Xiao Yanzi and Hongli be able to successfully find the Shadow Pavilion's lair? Will Zhixi and Rong Momo's conspiracy succeed? Will Empress Fucha be drawn into this conflict and fall into danger? Everything unfolds quietly within the unfathomable depths of the palace. The threads of fate are tangled like a knotted hemp, waiting for everyone to unravel them. Every choice they make will be like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples in the vast lake of the palace—sometimes calm, sometimes turbulent. In a single thought, their future will be determined. Will they sink into the vortex of power and emotion, or break through the fog and usher in the dawn? Only time will tell.