The Emperor's Favorite: The Useless and Crazy Concubine Who Conquers the World

The setting sun was as red as blood, and the last ray of afterglow in the sky fell on the bluestone slabs of the ancient house, casting mottled light and shadows.

Lan Yunyan walked gently to Grandpa's side, her clear eyes filled with tenderness. She spoke softly, as if afraid to disturb the tranquility, "Grandpa, I have to go back. I'll see you tomorrow." After saying this, she gently shook Grandpa Lan's hand.

Old Master Lan’s face was kind and old. He smiled, his eyes full of doting and satisfaction, as if he was looking at the most precious treasure in the world.

"Good boy, go ahead and be careful on the road." His voice was low and warm, like a ray of sunshine in winter, warming people's hearts.

Lan Mengyan then took a few steps forward, her steps brisk, her brows revealing a gentle and virtuous look. "Grandpa, I'm going to check on my yard. I hope the flowers and plants don't miss me!" She said with a smile, a gentle smirk on her lips.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Lan's smile widened. "Well, well, go ahead. Young people should explore more and see more. This house may be large, but it can't hold your hearts captive." His words were filled with encouragement and understanding for the younger generation, a kind of open-mindedness and tolerance that comes from having experienced many vicissitudes of life.

With the departure of the two sisters, the house returned to its former tranquility.

Lan Yunyan and Lan Mengyan's figures gradually disappeared in the winding corridor, leaving only their light footsteps and whispers, gently echoing in the evening breeze.

Old Master Lan looked in the direction they left, his eyes full of love and expectation, as if he was looking at two young eagles about to spread their wings and fly high, feeling both reluctant and proud.

Around, ancient trees stood quietly, their branches swaying in the wind, as if silently witnessing this warm yet slightly sad scene. The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded, and night quietly fell.

Lan Yunyan lay in bed, the night deep. Moonlight streamed through the window lattice, casting a silvery veil over her features. In this quiet night, she suddenly heard a faint but distinct sound of footsteps on the roof. Though soft, it was enough to catch her attention.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, outlining a meaningful arc, and her eyes sparkled with wisdom and playfulness.

"Lan Mengyan, are you so impatient?" She murmured softly. Although her voice was soft, it showed her understanding of her sister's character.

Lan Yunyan's words were now filled with an unquestionable coldness: "The plot during the day failed, so you hired a killer to kill her?" Her eyes were as sharp as ice, as if she could see through all conspiracies.

Lan Yunyan's guess was not wrong. Before she finished speaking, a killer at the fourth level of foundation building quietly climbed in through the window.

He was dressed in black, with a grim face and a sharp dagger in his hand. As soon as he stepped into the room, he ran straight to the bed without hesitation and stabbed it fiercely.

However, the killer was shocked to find that the bed was empty. "Huh? No one?" He was secretly shocked and just wanted to turn around to look for his target, but it was too late.

"Are you looking for me?" A cold voice sounded in his ears, like ice piercing his bones.

In the blink of an eye, Lan Yunyan appeared behind the killer like a ghost, holding the glass sword tightly in her hand, and stabbed it into the killer's heart without hesitation.

The killer only had time to let out a brief scream before he fell to the ground, the flame of life extinguished in an instant.

Lan Yunyan looked coldly at the corpse on the ground, a trace of disgust and indifference flashing in her eyes. She knew that this world was full of dangers and conspiracies, and only by remaining vigilant and strong could she protect herself and those around her.

As for the corpse, Lan Yunyan's mouth curled up into an evil and playful smile.

There was a sly glint in her eyes.

She quickly lifted the killer's body, her movements light and skillful, as if she were handling an ordinary object. Then, she quietly arrived at Lan Mengyan's courtyard, her steps light and alerting no one, including the secret guards guarding in the shadows.

"Lan Mengyan, since you hired the killer, I'll return him to you." Lan Yunyan's voice was low and cold.

She carefully pried open the tiles on the roof and looked down, only to see Lan Mengyan sleeping soundly, unaware of anything.

Lan Yunyan found a rope and tied the killer's body tightly, then slowly lowered it down to where it hung next to Lan Mengyan. Her movements were light and precise, making no sound, as if everything was under her control.

"Lan Mengyan, since you like corpses so much, then spend the night with a corpse." There was a hint of teasing and coldness in Lan Yunyan's voice. She knew that such an action might scare Lan Mengyan, but she wanted to take this opportunity to teach Lan Mengyan a profound lesson.

After saying that, Lan Yunyan turned and left. Her figure gradually disappeared in the night, leaving behind only a slight sound of tiles, which was soon swallowed by the night wind.

In Lan Mengyan's yard, except for the corpse hanging by the bed, everything was still as quiet as before, as if nothing had happened.

Lan Yunyan quickly left the scene without leaving any trace. She knew that Lan Mengyan would be terrified when she woke up.

Lan Yunyan returned to her room, lay quietly on the bed, and stared at the ceiling.

"Tomorrow, there will be a good show."

Lan Yunyan's lips curled up into a mysterious smile, with a cunning glint in her eyes, as if she had already foreseen the wonderful scene that was about to take place.

"Lan Mengyan, I hope you won't let me down." She deliberately lowered her voice when she said this, with a hint of playfulness and expectation.

As night falls, the moonlight is like water, quietly covering every corner of the Lan Mansion.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight lazily climbed through the window lattice, an unusual atmosphere filled the Lan family compound.

"what!!!"

A sharp and terrified scream suddenly broke the early morning tranquility of the Lan Mansion.