On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

Tang Miaoyi was left behind and entrusted to the care of the Nalan family.

Ye Fan himself led his men straight towards the palace!

Nalan Fengyun stared at Ye Fan's retreating figure, muttering to himself, "This boy has truly transformed into a dragon!"

"Lin Baichuan ultimately lacks the qualities of a dragon and cannot become the true Son of Heaven! Does this mean that from this day forward, the Great Xia Dynasty will ultimately be ruled by the Ye family?"

"If only I had known this would happen thirty years ago..."

"Grandpa Nalan, do you know something?" Tang Miaoyi asked.

"well……"

A heavy sigh!

……

The Great Xia Imperial Palace, the Golden Palace.

Lin Baichuan sat on the dragon throne, while Li Chengqian, dressed in a dragon robe, stood beside the throne like a eunuch, serving and listening to Lin Baichuan's orders!

Many officials in the imperial court looked excited!

Most of them had been secretly colluding with Lin Baichuan for over a decade. Once Lin Baichuan ascended the throne, they would surely rise in status and reap countless benefits.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"

Suddenly, a hurried voice interrupted everyone's reverie.

Everyone turned to look at the main gate of the Golden Palace. A figure stumbled in, sliding to his knees below the imperial steps: "Your Majesty! It's terrible, it's terrible..."

Lin Baichuan frowned: "Wang Guozhong, weren't you supervising the execution?"

"Where's Xiao'er? What happened? Has something changed at the execution ground?"

Wang Guozhong trembled and said in horror, "His Highness's ten thousand armored soldiers were completely wiped out by Ye Fan's eight hundred men!"

"When I fled back to the palace to report the news, I saw that His Highness the Crown Prince had been beaten to death by Ye Fan's men..."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence!

The entire Golden Palace fell silent!

Everyone stared wide-eyed, nearly biting their tongues off!

next second.

"Boom—!"

The entire venue erupted in cheers!

"How is that possible!"

"Ten thousand armored soldiers can't defeat eight hundred imperial guards from the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion? What a joke!"

"Wang Guozhong, do you know that spouting nonsense is a crime of deceiving the emperor?"

"Your Majesty! Wang Guozhong must be talking nonsense! Even if Ye Zhengrong were to be resurrected, it would be impossible for him to lead eight hundred men to kill ten thousand armored soldiers in such a short time!"

"That's right! Even if it were ten thousand pigs, it would take them half a day to catch them, wouldn't it?"

Many people shook their heads, indicating disbelief!

Just then.

"Waaaaah—!"

A horn sounded outside the Golden Palace—a sound everyone was very familiar with!

The horn at the main gate of the palace is only sounded on New Year's Eve or the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. If the horn is sounded at any other time, it means that someone has attacked the palace!

"Your Highness! Something's happened! Ye Fan is leading eight hundred Imperial Guards and is about to break through the palace gates!"

A general rushed in, his eyes red, to report.

Inside the Golden Palace, there was once again a deathly silence!

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Lin Baichuan on the dragon throne at the pinnacle of power, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets!

"Xia Zhiyun, what are you good for? I order you to lead 50,000 men to guard the palace gates!"

"Ye Fan only brought eight hundred men, and you can't hold them off?" Lin Baichuan roared in fury.

Xia Zhiyun knelt on the ground, her expression terrified: "Your Majesty... Ye Fan, he's a devil!"

"The eight hundred men he led were armed with an extremely terrifying weapon! It could kill someone from a hundred meters away!"

"My soldiers couldn't even get close to them before they all died instantly, their skulls exploding!"

An uproar erupted inside the Golden Palace!

"Da da da—!"

Just then, a thunderous sound resounded continuously, accompanied by the screams of countless soldiers!

"Impossible! Ye Fan, with a mere eight hundred men, how could he possibly turn the tide?"

Lin Baichuan's eyes were bloodshot. He jumped off the dragon throne and rushed out of the Golden Palace!

Just then, Ye Fan led eight hundred Imperial Guards, breaking through Lin Baichuan's layers of blockade, and arrived outside the Golden Palace!

Outside the hall were ten thousand heavily armored elites, all of whom had fought their way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood alongside Lin Baichuan. Their eyes were filled with murderous intent as they stared intently at the eight hundred men brought by Ye Fan!

"Kill Ye Fan, and you will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households and the honor of being a Nine

Lin Baichuan gave the order!

"kill--!"

Ten thousand heavily armored elite troops formed a battle formation and charged forward!

Ye Fan uttered, "Leave none alive!"

"Did you hear that? The prince said, leave no one alive!" Wang Danian was full of fighting spirit, pressing down on the AK47 and leading the way in a crazy barrage of fire.

"Da da da da—!"

Even the heavily armored elites, with their shields, armor, and helmets, couldn't stop the bullets. In less than three minutes, all ten thousand heavily armored elites were killed!

What the hell!

Lin Baichuan was stunned!

The King of Nanling was stunned!

The King of Xibo was also dumbfounded!

All the civil and military officials present stared wide-eyed, their facial muscles trembling, their eyes filled with fear as they stared intently at Ye Fan!

"what!"

Some of the more timid ones were so frightened that they knelt down on the spot!

"Ye Zhengrong, it's Ye Zhengrong!"

"Ahhh! Ye Zhengrong is back!"

He kowtowed frantically!

Blood gushed out, but they dared not stop!

Lin Baichuan stretched out a hand, pointing at Ye Fan: "You... what kind of monster are you?"

"I am Ye Fan! King of Dongjiang, don't you recognize me?"

Ye Fan had a smile on his face.

He strode forward towards the Golden Palace!

Wang Dannian led eight hundred imperial guards, following closely behind!

Wherever the journey took place, all the civil and military officials knelt down and bowed their heads!

They lowered their proud heads, each one humble to the bone, not daring to look up at the Prince of Zhenbei of the Great Xia!

Climb the steps!

"The Prince of Zhenbei..."

The King of Nanling and the King of Xibo were so frightened that they knelt on the ground!

Crown Prince Li Chengqian trembled uncontrollably and leaned against a pillar in the Golden Palace to keep himself from collapsing!

Ye Fan pointed a finger at Lin Baichuan: "Kneel down!"

Lin Baichuan was struck as if by lightning, as if a huge boulder weighing a thousand pounds was pressing down on his shoulders. His knees buckled and he collapsed to his knees with a thud!

"Where is Li Fuyuan? Is he alive or dead?"

"what?"

Lin Baichuan looked up in astonishment!

He thought Ye Fan would kill him! Question him! Judge him!

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan's first question was about Li Fuyuan!

"He...he's not dead yet, I've...imprisoned him in the harem..."

"Take me to see him!"

Ye Fan's voice was icy.

At the same time, he ordered: "King of Nanling, King of Xibo! I'm giving you a chance. Tell your people to behave and surrender on the spot!"

"Otherwise, kill without mercy! Wang Danian, this place is in your hands!"

"yes!"

Wang Danian answered.

He then shouted to the hundred or so soldiers behind him, "Follow the Prince! Protect the Prince's safety!"

Under Lin Baichuan's personal guidance, Ye Fan arrived at a side hall of the inner palace!

"Li Fuyuan is inside..."

Ye Fan tossed out a order: "Keep an eye on Lin Baichuan! Everyone else, stand guard outside the hall. Don't come in without my permission!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The crowd responded and stood guard at the palace gate.

Ye Fan pushed open the door to the side hall. The inside was very dark and filled with the foul stench of urine and feces!

"What are you doing? Get out! All of you, get out!"

"I am the Emperor of the Great Xia! How dare you harm me? Are you rebelling?"

Li Fuyuan hid in the corner!

Clutching a dagger tightly in his hand, his hair disheveled, he waved it wildly in the direction of the palace entrance!

Ye Fan looked up and saw a length of white silk hanging from the roof beam!

There was also a bottle of red pills on the ground, which was arsenic!

With the dagger in Li Fuyuan's hand, Ye Fan suddenly understood!

This was prepared by Lin Baichuan for Li Fuyuan, allowing him to choose his own method of death!

Hang yourself!

Suicide!

Take poison!

Lin Baichuan didn't want his hands to be stained with the blood of the Great Xia Emperor!

Seeing that the newcomer didn't move, Li Fuyuan gradually calmed down, slowly raised his head, and stared in surprise at the figure at the entrance of the side hall: "Ye Fan, it's you? You're not dead!"