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

Time passed quietly, and Ling Xiu Han's eyes never left Lan Yunyan.

He watched her every breath, every subtle change in her expression, and silently prayed in his heart that she would recover soon.

When the medicine was ready, Ling Xiu Han carefully poured the juice into the bowl and blew on it gently, for fear of scalding Lan Yunyan.

Then he helped Lan Yunyan up and gently fed the medicine to her mouth.

Lan Yunyan opened her mouth slightly and drank the bitter medicine. Looking at Ling Xiuhan's concerned eyes, a warm feeling surged in her heart.

At night, moonlight shines into the room through the window, creating a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

Ling Xiu Han sat by the bed, holding Lan Yunyan's hand, and told her about the good times they had experienced together.

His voice was low and gentle, as if telling a beautiful story.

"Xiao Yan'er, do you remember the morning when we watched the sunrise together? The sunlight shone on us, and at that moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world. I will treasure those beautiful memories in my heart forever." Ling Xiu Han said.

Lan Yunyan listened quietly, her heart filled with emotion. She knew that Ling Xiuhan truly loved her, and this love made her feel extremely warm and at ease.

She moved her fingers slightly, held Ling Xiuhan's hand back, and said softly: "Xiuhan, with you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything."

Her voice was still a little weak, but full of tenderness.

A flash of surprise flashed across Ling Xiuhan's eyes. He stared at Lan Yunyan intently, as if he wanted to etch her image deeply into his mind. "Xiao Yan'er, don't worry. I will always be with you and protect you."

Lan Yunyan's face flushed. She gently leaned on Ling Xiuhan's shoulder, feeling his warmth. "I believe in you. With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

Ling Xiu Han lowered his head slightly, looking into Lan Yunyan's eyes full of trust, and endless tenderness surged in his heart.

He gently put his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him. "Xiao Yan'er, I will spend my whole life protecting you and will never let you suffer even the slightest harm again."

The breeze blew their hair, as if dancing for their love. They sat there quietly, enjoying this moment of peace and beauty.

"My Lord, this is bad! News has come from the Holy Palace, and the situation is not good!"

Ying Yi's voice was a little flustered. He rushed into the room in a hurry, but unexpectedly ran into Lan Yunyan snuggling in Ling Xiu Han's arms, enjoying a moment of peace and warmth.

Seeing this scene, Ying Yi was shocked and quickly lowered his head, saying respectfully: "My Lord, please forgive me. I was in a hurry and didn't notice it..."

Ling Xiu Han frowned slightly, and he gently patted Lan Yunyan's shoulder, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

Then, he raised his head, his eyes sharp as a torch, and looked at Ying Yi: "Why are you so panicked? What exactly happened at the Holy Palace?"

Ying Yi felt Ling Xiuhan's sharp gaze and was startled. He quickly said, "News has come from the Holy Palace that the situation is not good. I haven't yet found out the specific details."

But according to rumors, a major incident occurred within the Holy Palace, which may have a significant impact on our plans."

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiuhan's expression instantly became serious.

He was well aware of the status and influence of the Holy Palace in the Qingyun Continent. Any changes in the Holy Palace could cause turmoil in the entire continent.

He looked at Lan Yunyan, a hint of apology and reluctance flashing in his eyes.

But Lan Yunyan was very sensible. She gently nudged Ling Xiuhan and said softly, "Ling Xiuhan, go and do your work. I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Ling Xiu Han nodded. He looked at Lan Yunyan deeply, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance in his heart.

Then, he turned to Ying Yi and said, "Go and find out the situation in the Holy Palace as soon as possible. I want to know every detail. Also, strengthen our vigilance to prevent any accidents."

After saying this, Ling Xiuhan strode out of the room, leaving Lan Yunyan alone. She stood there quietly, watching his back gradually disappear into the distance. Her heart was filled with worry and reluctance.

Lan Yunyan's gaze lingered for a long time on the direction where Ling Xiuhan left, as if his breath still lingered there.

She bit her lip tightly, her mind racing. She knew Ling Xiuhan's journey would be fraught with danger, but she also understood his responsibilities.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Lan Yunyan's mind kept emerging with every little detail of her time with Ling Xiu Han.

She slowly walked to the window, looked out at the sky, and silently prayed for Ling Xiuhan's safe return. The breeze gently brushed against her face, but it couldn't soothe the anxiety in her heart.

Lan Yunyan's eyes were a little blurry, she seemed to see Ling Xiuhan fighting bravely in the distance.

Her fingers twisted together unconsciously, and the subtle movement revealed her inner uneasiness.

Occasionally, birds flew across the sky. Lan Yunyan followed them with her eyes, secretly thinking in her heart, if only she could be like these birds and fly to Ling Xiu Han's side immediately.

She sighed softly, turned around and went back to her room, but found that she couldn't concentrate on anything she did.

She picked up a book and tried to distract herself by reading, but the words blurred before her eyes.

She put the book down and walked to a painting. It was a scene that she and Ling Xiu Han had seen together before, and memories flooded into her heart like a tide.

Lan Yunyan's eyes gradually became moist. She didn't know what kind of danger Ling Xiuhan was facing now, nor did she know whether he could feel her concern.

She walked to the window again, looked into the distance, and silently recited Ling Xiu Han's name in her heart.

Time passed minute by minute, but Lan Yunyan's anxiety seemed to be tightly wrapped by invisible chains, and did not decrease in the slightest.

She lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes, Ling Xiuhan's figure and his gentle yet profound gaze would involuntarily appear in her mind.