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

When Lan Yunyan said, "Xiu Han, I've made up my mind. I want to be with you," Ling Xiu Han felt as if the whole world had stopped.

The sunlight shines on them, warm and bright, just like their mood at the moment.

Ling Xiuhan's eyes flashed with surprise and emotion. He hugged Lan Yunyan tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

His embrace was warm and strong, making Lan Yunyan feel unprecedented peace of mind.

"Xiao Yan'er, don't you know how long I've waited for this moment?" Ling Xiuhan's voice trembled. "I will definitely love you well and make you the happiest person in the world."

Lan Yunyan leaned in Ling Xiuhan's arms, listening to his heartbeat, her heart filled with sweetness.

She gently raised her head, looked into Ling Xiuhan's eyes, and said, "Xiuhan, I believe in you. From now on, we will face everything in the future together."

Their eyes met, as if thousands of words were flowing in them.

Everything around them became so beautiful, the breeze ruffled their hair and the fragrance of flowers filled the air.

Ling Xiuhan lowered his head and gently kissed Lan Yunyan's forehead. The kiss was gentle and affectionate, filled with anticipation for the future.

Lan Yunyan closed her eyes, feeling this love, her heart filled with happiness.

Ling Xiu Han suddenly pulled Lan Yunyan's hand and placed it on his chest, "Xiao Yan'er, feel it, it's beating violently because of you." Lan Yunyan's cheeks flushed and she nodded gently.

"I want to spend every sunrise and sunset with you from now on." Ling Xiu Han said affectionately.

Lan Yunyan responded with a smile: "Okay, let's see the beautiful scenery of the world together."

They walked hand in hand in the courtyard. Ling Xiuhan would occasionally brush Lan Yunyan's hair away, and Lan Yunyan would look at him tenderly, her eyes filled with love.

"Xiu Han, do you still remember the scene of our first meeting?" Lan Yunyan asked.

Ling Xiuhan raised the corners of his mouth and said, recalling the past: "Of course I remember. At that time, you were like a ray of light, suddenly appearing in my life."

They reminisced about the past and envisioned the future, the sun shining on them, illuminating their path forward.

In this beautiful moment, time seemed to freeze. They were immersed in their love for each other, forgetting everything around them. They knew that the road ahead was long, but as long as they had each other by their side, they were fearless.

Lan Yunyan and Ling Xiuhan hugged each other tightly, their hearts filled with longing and anticipation for the future. They believed that their love would be like the rising sun, full of vitality and energy, forever illuminating their lives.

Suddenly, a strange sound was heard in the sky. The two men looked up at the same time and saw a bright light passing across the sky. The light seemed to contain some mysterious signal.

Lan Yunyan's expression instantly became serious. She recognized that it was a signal from her Qisha Pavilion.

There was a hint of worry and alertness in her eyes, and her heart beat faster involuntarily.

Ling Xiuhan noticed Lan Yunyan's change and held her hand tightly, offering her strength and support. "Yunyan, what's wrong? What does this signal mean?"

Lan Yunyan's brow furrowed, her gaze fixed on the fading light in the sky. "This is an emergency signal from the Seven Evils Pavilion. Something serious must have happened."

As the signal disappeared, a tense atmosphere filled the air.

Various possible situations flashed through Lan Yunyan's mind rapidly. She was well aware of the importance of the Seven Evils Pavilion and the responsibilities she shouldered as the Pavilion Master.

"Xiu Han, I must rush back to Qisha Pavilion immediately." Lan Yunyan said firmly.

Ling Xiuhan nodded. He understood Lan Yunyan's decision. "I'll go with you."

Lan Yunyan looked at Ling Xiuhan gratefully, and then the two of them quickly rushed towards the Seven Evils Pavilion.

Along the way, Lan Yunyan felt very heavy-hearted. She didn't know what kind of challenge was waiting for her.

When they arrived at the location of the Qisha Pavilion, they saw that everyone in the pavilion looked nervous and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Lan Yunyan walked quickly into the hall and inquired about the situation.

It turned out that the Qisha Pavilion was attacked by a force and the situation was very critical.

The buildings in the pavilion were damaged in many places, with deep scratches on the walls and broken stones and rubble scattered on the ground.

Some injured disciples lay aside, groaning in pain.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, making people feel suffocated.

Lan Yunyan looked at the scene in front of her and felt a surge of anger in her heart.

She clenched her fists, her eyes filled with anger. "What happened? Who attacked us?"

An elder stepped forward and said solemnly, "Pavilion Master, we don't know the origins of this force. They appeared suddenly and attacked fiercely. Although our disciples fought hard, they still suffered heavy losses."

Lan Yunyan looked around at the injured disciples, feeling a surge of guilt. "Immediately organize manpower to rescue the injured disciples. At the same time, strengthen vigilance to prevent further enemy attacks."

Ling Xiu Han stood beside Lan Yunyan, silently observing the situation around him.

He discovered that the enemy's attacks seemed to follow a certain pattern, and their weapons and tactics were very unique.

"Xiao Yan'er, the one who attacked you was the most powerful force on Canglan Continent - Lihuo Palace."

Lan Yunyan turned abruptly, her gaze piercing Ling Xiuhan. "Xiuhan, how are you so sure? The Lihuo Palace is an existence even the royal family fears!"

Ling Xiu Han took a deep breath, his expression solemn. He slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at several strange weapons scattered not far away.

Those weapons had strange shapes and emitted a faint soul power, obviously made by a master.

"Xiao Yan'er, look at their weapons," he said in a low voice, "The forging craftsmanship of these weapons, as well as the spiritual energy fluctuations attached to them, are all unique marks of the Lihuo Palace."