A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Qin Yan's observations of people and events are somewhat detached and lack depth.

She was unwilling to criticize Xiang Linzi; of course, she couldn't fight against societal norms and had no way to support them. Therefore, after listening, Qin Yan remained silent and didn't respond.

Cheng Tianxun was used to it and was not surprised that she had no reaction to him.

After the two had lunch, Qin Yan took a short nap, while Cheng Tianxun went to do his work.

In the evening, the warlord's wife sent someone to deliver dinner to Qin Yan again.

The food in the Governor's Mansion's main kitchen suited Qin Yan's taste perfectly, and she ate until she was quite full. Cheng Tianxun hadn't arrived yet, and it was getting dark outside, so Qin Yan decided to take a walk.

Take a short walk to avoid indigestion.

The military government's ward has four floors in total. Qin Yan lives on the second floor, and the old lady of the Lan family lives on the first floor.

Both of them lived on the west side, but Qin Yan deliberately took the east side when going up and down the stairs.

"It looks like Cheng Tianxun's young mistress." Lan Xiu, the third young master of the Lan family, pointed it out to his wife, Su Yuzhao.

Third Young Mistress Su Yuzhao spotted her immediately: "It's her."

"The royalists assassinated Cheng Tianxun, and she was seriously injured as a result," said Lan Sanshao. "Judging from her appearance, she doesn't seem to be too badly injured."

Third Young Mistress: "Of course we have to put it bluntly. Otherwise, what will the army think of Cheng Tianxun for setting fires and killing people in the street?"

"She's an illegitimate child, yet she has to take the blame for her husband," said Young Master Lan.

The third young mistress nudged him: "Don't pity her unnecessarily."

"I don't know why, but I just feel a little..." Lan San didn't know how to describe it.

That was his sister, his half-sister.

Blood ties seem to have a kind of magic, drawing people's hearts together.

"Think about your mother. Her existence is your father's betrayal of your mother," the third young mistress said.

Lan nodded.

The third young mistress said, "She looks a lot like Mother, even more like Mother than Muhe."

She disliked Lan Muhe very much.

It wasn't because of their sister-in-law relationship. Before she married Lan Xiu, she had conflicts with Lan Muhe, and the two had argued several times.

The third young mistress keenly noticed that her mother-in-law didn't seem to like Lan Muhe very much either.

Of course, they are mother and daughter, and no matter how much she dislikes them, she cannot tolerate her daughter-in-law causing trouble. The third young mistress did not do anything unnecessary.

But like Lan San, she was quite curious about her father-in-law's illegitimate daughter.

"Do you think her birth mother is still alive?" the third young mistress asked again.

Lanxiu: "Never heard of it."

"Where did she grow up? She has a good temperament, is well-mannered, and doesn't seem petty at all," the third young mistress added.

She also said, "She has connections with powerful figures in Guangzhou and the Hong Kong triads. Who paved the way for her? It shouldn't be her father."

Lan San remained silent.

He tentatively looked at his wife: "Shall we go and talk to her?"

The third young mistress immediately withdrew her tentacles: "If we are exposed, Mother will hate us to death."

What good would it do her to offend her generous and wealthy mother-in-law?

For this little bit of curiosity? Not worth it!

The two of them stood under the eaves, secretly observing Qin Yan as he took a walk and listening to the gossip.

But then Qin Yan suddenly moved.

The fight seemed to happen in an instant.

With an elegant demeanor, Qin Yan was as agile as a snow leopard, fighting fiercely with the man in black without being at a disadvantage.

Lanxiu and the Third Young Mistress were stunned.

"You...you brought a gun? Go help us quickly!" the third young mistress said hurriedly.

Lanxiu: "No..."

He was unsure whether he should help.

The two men moved quickly, as if they had both been trained, and there was a scraping sound of cold weapons clashing.

Just then, a car rushed into the gate of the military hospital, its headlights blindingly shining down the path.

The Lan couple saw Qin Yan feign a block with one hand while quickly slashing with the other, cutting the neck of the thug opposite him with a dagger.

Blood splattered everywhere, gushing out like a torrential rain. Even though Qin Yan retreated repeatedly, he was still covered in blood.

She turned around, and the car headlights fell on her face. Like snow-white petals stained with a few streaks of blood, her hair fell loosely, she looked like an ancient female war goddess descending upon the world.

The Lanxiu couple stared in disbelief, motionless for a long time, unaware of what time it was.

Cheng Tianxun strode out of the car and rushed towards Qin Yan. He first checked the person on the ground to make sure they were dead, then examined her: "Are you injured?"

Qin Yan's right arm hung limply at his sides: "I was stabbed."

She was left-handed, and used her left hand to kill someone with a knife.

The assailant initially underestimated her and did not shoot, but instead attempted to stab her at close range; later, he discovered that she was skilled in martial arts and became wary of her right hand.

Unexpectedly, she exposed her right hand, and her left hand unexpectedly killed the assailant with a single stab.

Cheng Tianxun's adjutant blew the police whistle.

The soldiers on guard duty at the military hospital gathered around; the hospitalized patients also came out to see what was going on.

Including the Lan family.

Lan Muhe was the one who took care of the old lady of the Lan family day and night; Madam Du Jia, along with her son and daughter-in-law, came to deliver dinner.

After having dinner with the old lady, Madam Lan peeled fruit for her and chatted for a while; the eldest grandson, Lan Zheng, told the old lady some interesting stories; only then did Lan Xiu and his wife sneak out to gossip.

Hearing the police whistle, they came out as well.

"What happened?" Lan Muhe asked.

Lanxiu was stunned and didn't say anything; the Third Young Mistress said, "Someone is trying to assassinate Cheng Tianxun's young mistress."

"Cheng Tianxun has offended quite a few people lately," Madam Lan said. "Was that young mistress injured?"

Third Young Mistress: "It looks like my right arm is scratched."

"She was seriously injured in a car accident the day before yesterday, and then she was stabbed. She has such bad luck," Lan Muhe said.

The third young mistress nodded in agreement.

Qin Yan is indeed unlucky.

If she's lucky, and her father acknowledges her, she can at least be seen in public. With the identity of the Lan family's daughter, at least she won't be a cowardly rat hiding in the shadows.

In comparison, Lan Muhe was born into a very fortunate family. Her father was powerful and influential, her mother was incredibly wealthy, and her grandmother favored her.

"It's also possible that she stole something from someone else and suffered retribution. I heard that she looks somewhat like my cousin, which is why she was able to marry Cheng Tianxun," Lan Muhe added.

The more Mrs. Lan and Du Jia listened, the more grating it became.

Lan Muhe's attitude was arrogant, which she disliked; her words were harsh, showing no trace of the kindness and gentleness expected of a rich girl.

"Mu He!" Madam Lan scolded her.

Lan Muhe frowned: "Mom, why are you suddenly angry with me? Is it because Grandma is in the hospital and you came to take care of her, and you're getting impatient?"

Madam Lan was furious.

But she didn't want to argue here.

She took a deep breath.

Third Young Mistress Su Yuzhao laughed and said, "Mother was trying to tell my younger sister not to gossip about the warlord's family affairs. Why are you trying to sow discord?"

"What did I say that stirred up trouble?" Lan Muhe chuckled softly. "Third Brother, look at your young mistress."

Lanxiu: "I heard you stirring things up. You said that Mom has grievances against Grandma."

Lan Muhe seemed very surprised: "Others forget their mothers after getting a wife, but you've even forgotten your sister? Anyone who didn't know better would think you married into the Su family."

She was quick-witted, and every word she uttered was laced with malice.

This is what annoys Mrs. Lan the most.

When family members talk, sometimes they tease each other in good-nature; but Lan Muhe's smile was masked by sharp words.

"Alright!" Young Master Lan Zheng said in a low voice, "What's all this noise about?"

Lan Muhe ignored him and turned back to her ward, waiting for Madam Lan and the others to coax her and apologize to her.

The members of the Lan family each had their own thoughts.

Madam Lan left directly with Lan Xiu and his wife, without going back into the ward, leaving their eldest son, Lan Zheng, to handle the aftermath.

Lan Zheng is the eldest son in the family. His status in front of his grandmother is higher than that of Lan Muhe, and he is the only one who can surpass Lan Muhe.

Let him handle it.

"Who does she take after to be so sharp-tongued and mean?" Madam Lan couldn't help but wonder.

Neither she nor Lan Changming were that kind of person, and even the old lady wasn't that kind of person.

The old lady was just not very worldly-wise and lived a simple life. Her husband and sons protected her very well. Sometimes she was like a child and thought about things in a very naive way.

But not harsh.

Why is Lan Muhe like this? Is it due to a lack of proper guidance?

Madam Lan reflected on herself: perhaps she was not a good mother and had not raised Muhe well, which is why she turned out this way.

The bloodline is hers, the education is hers, and any problems with Muhe stem from her.

Madam Lan felt guilty and remorseful, and decided that she couldn't be too harsh on Lan Muhe, and should continue to correct her.

Lan Xiu and his wife were amazed by Qin Yan's skills and wanted to get to know her, but they were afraid of letting their mother down.

Caught in a dilemma, he remained silent.