The entire clearing operation, from start to finish, was as swift and thunderous as a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
When Prince Haba brought Huang Wuji's instructions and Prince Gong's head to the various ministries, the limited commotion quickly calmed down with swords and guns.
Only the suppressed cries of women and children could bear witness to Prince Haba's cruelty.
According to Ye Fan's instructions, except for Lang Duoduo who wants to stay, the rest of the palace princes must either surrender or be killed.
So many cries and angry sounds quickly disappeared without a trace in the cold wind.
External affairs must first be settled internally. Although it is sad to eliminate the lineage of the palace princes, it will also prevent internal strife in the entire imperial city.
So many heads and so much blood are enough to make the middle and high-level leaders of the Wolf Kingdom afraid to have any dissent easily.
There will be no more letters asking for the heads of Song Hongyan and Ye Fan.
At dawn, the entire imperial city returned to its former peace, as if nothing had happened last night.
If it weren't for some burned-out buildings that were too late to be repaired, it would hardly make people feel that a huge change had occurred in the palace.
However, the imperial city returned to calm, but the situation outside was once again dark and turbulent.
Shangguan Hu also received the news of Prince Gong's sudden death.
Not only did he immediately urge the army to move north along the Huangni River, he also sent several planes to show off their power in the imperial city.
Although no fire bombs or strafing warheads were thrown, only some surrender leaflets were dropped, it still made people invisibly nervous.
Ordinary people did not dare to take to the streets at will.
But at this time, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan ignored the fighter planes above their heads and walked slowly towards Wangjiang Pavilion on the side of the palace.
They all knew in their hearts that Shangguan Hu had already regarded the imperial city as his own, so they would not bomb it unless absolutely necessary.
The fighter planes overhead were just a psychological deterrent, making Huang Wuji and others feel their dominance.
Therefore, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan were both calm.
Although the wedding between the two did not take place, after experiencing life and death, their relationship became more tacit and in-depth.
No need for Ye Fan to tell anything, Song Hongyan, who woke up, took the initiative to learn everything.
Knowing that Ye Fan tried his best to save Qian Qian, knowing that Ye Fan was furious for her, knowing that Ye Fan was shot down while sitting on Wolf Country No. 1.
There were so many actions and so many touches that she didn't even want to say thank you, for fear that the tackiness would tarnish the relationship between the two of them.
Looking at the snowflakes and floating roses on the ground, Song Hongyan held Ye Fan's arm and smiled:
"You owe me a wedding..."
"Fortunately, I lost my memory at that time and was not very obsessed with you. Otherwise, if you ran away from the wedding, I might hate you."
She spoke of hatred in her mouth, but her heart was extremely sweet. For Song Hongyan, the form was important, but her heart was even more important.
The man who finally escaped from Shangguan Hu's army came back and ran back to Diaoyuge Pavilion to rescue himself. Song Hongyan was deeply moved.
Even the embrace in the flames of war last night made her feel more romantic than the wedding.
"Okay, when things here are settled, let's go back to China, choose a suitable day, and have a wedding all over again!"
Ye Fan held the woman's hand and smiled: "At that time, I will not only give you a banquet for thousands of guests, but I will also redo a beautiful woman for you."
Regarding yesterday's wedding, Ye Fan felt guilty from the bottom of his heart. He wanted the woman to be the most beautiful bride, but in the end, she was frightened.
If Yuan Qingyi and the others hadn't fought to the death, something would have happened to Song Hongyan.
This was also the reason why he had the intention to kill Prince Gong out of guilt.
"Okay, then I will get married in Nanling, and you can take me to Baocheng."
Song Hongyan's pretty face is rosy. After awakening her memory, she has a longing for the future wedding: "From now on, I will marry a chicken, a chicken, a dog, a dog."
Ye Fan smiled softly: "When the time comes, remember the three obediences and the four virtues to teach your husband and your children."
"Okay, I'll listen to you. As long as I'm with you, it doesn't matter what I do."
Song Hongyan smiled brightly, and then looked ahead:
"By the way, do you think Prince Gong and Pal Posuo killed me last night..."
"Is it purely due to the pressure from Shangguan Hu and the others, or is there the shadow of the Tang Sect behind it?"
"The current complicated situation makes me afraid to make a judgment easily."
She was open and honest with Ye Fan, and she did not shy away from things about the Tang Sect.
"have no idea."
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "I can't see it either, especially Pal's whirling actions have subverted many of my previous ideas."
"It's just like I said to her, it doesn't matter at all for her to attack you."
"For us, the top priority is to kill Shangguan Hu and resolve the crisis in the Wolf Country."
"As for the grievances and grievances between the Brahma Kingdom and the Tang Sect, it is not too late to investigate them slowly once they are free."
"The reason why I didn't spare Pal's life was not only because I wanted to tie Haba to the warship, but also because I was not sure about imprisoning her."
Thinking of Pal's divine control technique, Ye Fan felt apprehensive in his heart.
Back then, Shen Xiaodiao was able to control the guards to run away with a painting of sunflowers. After being imprisoned by Pal Posuo, he had a good chance of hypnotizing the guards to escape.
Ye Fan couldn't let such an uncontrollable person live.
Otherwise, if she makes a comeback or hypnotizes a few people around her, Ye Fan will probably vomit blood.
"Yes, the most difficult problem now is Shangguan Hu and Xiong Bing."
Song Hongyan looked sideways at the city wall: "In the next battle, Huang Wuji has little chance of winning."
"On the face of it, there is no chance of winning."
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath:
"Not to mention the number of people and morale, just comparing the weapons alone, Shangguan Hu and the others can crush Huang Wuji."
This is a battle without any suspense. Huang Wuji's best option is to abandon the city and run away, and go abroad to organize a cabinet in exile in order to make a comeback.
But Ye Fan knew that Huang Wuji would not give up the imperial city.
Just like him, he will not give up on Huang Wuji.
There is always something to defend and protect.
"Shangguan Hu's key bargaining chip lies in Xiong Bing."
"If the Xiong soldiers are defeated or withdrawn, there will be a chance for a comeback in this battle."
Song Hongyan quickly turned her brain: "After all, without the help of Xiong Bing, Huang Wuji's morale and weapons can all be used."
In the past, she would have advised Ye Fan to leave the Wolf Country immediately.
But after the two of them experienced so many lives and deaths, Song Hongyan was more willing to accompany Ye Fan to face difficulties together.
"One hundred thousand bear soldiers are armed to the teeth, a torrent of steel."
Ye Fan rubbed his head and looked at several evacuating fighter planes: "How easy is it to defeat them?"
"Don't Shangguan Hu like beheadings the most?"
Song Hongyan chuckled: "We can follow suit."
Ye Fan's eyes lit up slightly.
"Woo——"
While they were talking, the three Bear Country planes were showing off their power, lowering their speed, heading back to the camp from Wutong Mountain in the Wolf Country.
Just as they passed the top of Wutong Mountain, a sudden roar resounded through the sky:
"Batakujutsu!"
The next second, a sword light shot straight into the sky.
"boom--"
With a loud noise, the three planes broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
Then there was another earth-shattering explosion, and the three planes were blown into a pile of wreckage.
In the light of the sky, an old man in gray clothes slowly put away his knife...
