Time travel, quick transmigration

Shi Yan was hugged tightly by Xiao Die and almost couldn't breathe.

"It's okay, it's okay now, don't be afraid."

The assassination attempt at Dongling Temple has come to an end. The hired assassins are all dead, and the spies hiding in the shadows have returned to the palace to deliver the message.

Fu Yun, who had received the message in Shude Palace, informed Liu Yuerong of the news that Wu Xianyi's assassination attempt had failed and the entire army had been wiped out. Liu Yuerong suppressed her anger and instead lowered her eyes and said calmly.

"I knew she was useless, but I never imagined she would be this useless. Oh well, Yang Shi is still alive. May Buddha have mercy."

"We'll wait for the right opportunity, and then we'll add fuel to the fire."

"I heard that His Majesty has returned to the palace, but he doesn't seem happy. Perhaps he was mistreated by Lady Yang outside and is still upset. Men are always asking for trouble and suffering, yet they enjoy it. Even His Majesty, who is so wise and intelligent, is no exception."

"Fuyun, Sanglan, accompany me to Xingqing Palace. His Majesty needs someone by his side to relieve his worries at this time. I should go and see His Majesty."

"Bring along the nourishing soup that I prepared for His Majesty."

Fu Yun and Sang Lan bowed their heads in agreement.

Anle Palace was a well-planned, beautifully decorated, and scenic palace for the imperial concubines, adorned with various flowers, trees, and shrubs, and featuring various side rooms and courtyards.

Meanwhile, in the main hall, Wu Xianyi's residence heard the news that the assassins she had hired had all been killed by the Imperial Guards sent by the emperor to protect Yang Yuhuan. Wu Jinyao, who was proud and deeply in love with Li Longji, was filled with hatred and jealousy.

"Why is one Wu Luoheng not enough? Why does His Majesty devote so much attention to this shameless vixen who doesn't know her place?"

"That's really good. His Majesty is being wary of us, afraid that we'll harm his precious treasure."

Wu Jinyao's heart was filled with resentment and jealousy. She couldn't kill Yang Yuhuan because the man she loved was protecting her. How could this not make her sad and jealous?

"Your Majesty, just wait and see. Jin Yao will make you understand that I am the only one who will stay with you until the end."

"Yang Yuhuan, I, Wu Jinyao, swear I will never let you get away with this."

As he spoke, he almost crushed the porcelain cup in his hand.

Huanxi, who had served Wu Jinyao faithfully for over a decade, took the porcelain cup from Wu Jinyao's hand with heartache and gently massaged her palm.

"Your Majesty, why get angry over someone who isn't worth it? It will only harm your health."

"His Majesty has been blinded by Yang's seductive tricks. You should remain calm and find a way to help His Majesty see Yang's true colors as soon as possible."

Wu Jinyao then seemed to wake from a dream and grabbed Huanxi's hand.

"You're right, you're right."

As he finished speaking, his emotions gradually calmed down.

"Xiao Shen, go to the palace and report to His Majesty that assassins have broken into Dongling Temple."

The square-faced man handed the roasted bird meat to Xiao Shen.

Xiao Shen glanced at the largest, golden-brown roasted bird meat, and couldn't help but swallow hard, unable to utter a word of rebuttal.

"Ok."

……

At the entrance of the bamboo grove halfway up Mount Xiyue, Xiao Huanling, dressed in a dashing and neat outfit, had just finished practicing his swordsmanship and sheathed his sword. With a light step, he flew forward and caught the azure feather that fluttered down from the sky.

"Cang Yu, you're finally back."

Xiao Huanling's delicate and radiant face shone brightly in the sunlight, and her beautiful eyes were filled with undisguised joy.

"Did you bring me her letter?"

Xiao Huanling had already seen the letter tube tied to Cang Yu's right claw, but he deliberately asked the question knowing the answer.

Cangyu lowered its head and pecked at the feathers on its wings, looking both relaxed and obedient.

Xiao Huanling just smiled when he saw that Cang Yu ignored him.

"Thank you for your hard work, little one. I'll give you a reward later."

"Come on, let's go inside."

At this moment, he had no mind to care about anything else; he was just eager to see Shi Yan's reply.

Upon entering the bamboo grove, Xiao Huanling went straight to a bamboo rattan chair and sat down.

"Ah Ling, I was so happy to receive your letter. I hope you are doing well. Please take good care of yourself. Your pet eagle is adorable and has a great personality. I'm doing fine, so don't worry about me. Please take good care of yourself while you're away from home."

Xiao Huanling read the few lines of text over and over again. He was happy for Shi Yan's concern, but also disappointed by the brevity of the reply. He longed for Shi Yan to share some everyday things with him or some interesting experiences. Gazing at the green mountains all day, he felt his longing, like the endless greenery, was boundless and grew wildly with time.

What are you doing right now...?

Xiao Huanling carefully folded the letter and got up to put it under his pillow.

"Huanling, you've been hiding inside and slacking off again, haven't you!"

"Quickly let your master see how well you've mastered the Autumn Goose Sword Technique."

A strong male voice drifted from outside the door, reaching Xiao Huanling's ears clearly. Xiao Huanling shook his head helplessly, picked up the Cold Ruler Sword from the table, and walked outside.

He had barely reached the door when he was forced to dodge quickly by an extremely sharp sword aura and retreat back into the house.

“Master, I can spar with swords, but can we spar outside? A lot of things in my house have been damaged, and I’m about to run out of things to deal with if this happens a few more times.”

"Enough with the nonsense! Do you think your master's disciple has to choose a location?"

In response, he was met with a shout and an even sharper sword strike.

Xiao Huanling drew his sword to deflect the sword strike, then darted to the side and darted to the window, slipping and flying out of the window.

"Master, your disciple has not been slacking off, please calm down."

"I'm going to practice my sword at Yulin Spring on the mountain. I'll be back around dinner time. Remember to save some food for me!"

Xiao Huanling's clear and melodious voice gradually faded away, leaving only the Yuanzhen Daoist, his eyebrows twitching slightly, brooding over the empty wooden table with a missing leg in the room and the window through which Xiao Huanling had fled.

"You unfilial disciple, you unfilial disciple. Yuanzhen, Yuanzhen, how could you have fallen for such a naughty, unruly, and exploitative disciple of yours..."

Yuanzhen Daoist was deeply grieved.

"This is outrageous! The disciple is being served food by his master. This is truly going against the natural order."

It took Yuanzhen Daoist a lot of effort to calm down the anger that was stuck in his heart.

"When you come back, I will make sure you understand how to respect your teacher and how to be a good and obedient disciple."

"Humph!"

After humming, Yuanzhen Daoist, whose hair was already gray and who was dressed in a Daoist robe, strode out of Xiao Huanling's room, preparing to go find ingredients for tonight's dinner.

Yulin Spring is actually a waterfall. Xiao Huanling traversed the mountains, and because he had practiced internal martial arts, his speed was much faster than before. Before long, he arrived at Yulin Spring.

Standing on a rock, the cascading spring water, illuminated by the sunlight, resembled a silver river. The water was a deep blue-green, emanating a chilling aura. Xiao Huanling lightly touched the ground with his foot and drew his sword, leaping towards the rushing torrent.