Chapter 386: The Reckless Daily Life of the Demon Lord Princess Chapter 386: The Royal Guard Buried Alive

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

With the Royal Guard all fallen, the Southern Border soldiers, already at a disadvantage, instantly lost their backbone like a scattered pile of sand.

Some fled in terror, while others chose death in despair. As for those who fled, Yan Wang did not order them pursued.

After all, at a moment of life and death, survival is everyone's instinct. Moreover, as a Nan Liang soldier, with the Emperor already dead, who would care whether they became deserters?

After capturing Yiliang City, Yan Wang led his army straight toward the Imperial Palace. As for Xin Hong? While the two sides fought fiercely at the city gate, he had already quietly hidden behind a vendor's stall not far away.

Due to the sudden arrival of the Dachang Army, the common people panicked and hurried home early to pack their gold, silver, and valuables, preparing to flee the city, with no time to spare for these stalls.

Thus Xin Hong took the opportunity to hide behind this stall, quietly observing everything happening before his eyes. He personally witnessed the scene of Xin Tong being shot dead by Yan Wang with an arrow, and an indescribable sense of exhilaration welled up in his heart.

After Yan Wang's side achieved a clear victory, he stood in the distance, silently watching Yan Wang lead his massive army like a torrent sweeping toward the Imperial Palace.

An indescribable emotion surged in his heart—both admiration for Yan Wang and lamentation over this shift in power.

Seeing Yan Wang's group gradually move away, he decided to follow silently without making a sound. Like a ghost, he weaved through the shadows of the streets, cleverly avoiding people's gazes.

Yan Wang led everyone to the gates of Nan Liang's Imperial Palace at lightning speed. Surprisingly, there was not the slightest obstruction; they entered as if no one was there, advancing directly to the magnificent Jinluan Hall.

However, when they stepped into Jinluan Hall, they found it empty, with only the solitary Dragon Throne standing alone in the center, as if recounting past glory.

Seeing this, Yan Wang furrowed his brow slightly, then decisively ordered his subordinates to search the Shufang and the Emperor's Qin Gong respectively. After receiving orders, everyone acted swiftly, launching a tense search operation.

Time passed second by second. Finally, after a long search, a soldier ran back excitedly to report: "Found it! The Jade Seal is found!" A smile of relief appeared on Yan Wang's face.

Just as he was about to receive the Jade Seal, suddenly a soldier came to report: "Sir, someone requests an audience." Yan Wang couldn't help but feel doubtful—who dared to request an audience at this time? Out of curiosity, he casually said: "Bring them over."

Shortly after, Xin Hong walked over under the soldier's guidance. Seeing Xin Hong, Yan Wang showed a hint of surprise on his face: "Brother Xin, haven't you already left?"

Xin Hong smiled slightly and answered frankly: "Not to hide it from Brother Yan, I suddenly remembered that the Tiger Tally is still in my hands. This Tiger Tally is useless to me now; it should be handed over to you."

After speaking, he took out the Tiger Tally from his bosom and solemnly handed it to Yan Wang. Yan Wang took it, only to hear Xin Hong continue: "Now Nan Liang is gone. I hope Brother Yan can let me bring out my Empress Dowager's memorial tablet. Once I bring it out, I will leave immediately." Yan Wang nodded and readily agreed: "Very well."

He turned to Ai Jiao and instructed: "Ai Jiao, go with him. The soldiers all know you, so it's more convenient for you to go along." Ai Jiao quickly agreed and left with Xin Hong.

Watching Xin Hong's receding figure, Yan Wang couldn't help but feel a complex emotion. A Prince of a fallen nation—in this chaotic world, what would become of his fate? Yan Wang couldn't help but doubt whether his decision today was correct.

Only after Xin Hong's figure completely disappeared from his sight did Yan Wang gradually come back to his senses. Just then, a soldier hurried over and reported: "Reporting to General Yan, this is an imperial edict found in Xin Tong's Qin Gong."

Yan Wang took the imperial edict, unfolded it, and instantly understood everything. He couldn't help but furrow his brow and ask: "Then where is the Old Emperor?"

The soldier replied: "The Old Emperor's corpse is placed in a coffin. After asking his close eunuch, he said he died last night."

Yan Wang's expression turned grave, and he asked thoughtfully: "Oh? Where is his close eunuch?"

The soldier pointed behind him, only to see a person being firmly pressed down there. His voice was slightly low as he said: "That eunuch." As soon as he finished speaking, the two soldiers escorting Eunuch Qiu quickly brought him before Yan Wang.

Yan Wang stared at Eunuch Qiu with an expressionless face, his gaze sharp as a knife. His voice cold and imposing, he asked directly: "How did the Old Emperor die?"

Eunuch Qiu trembled all over and replied fearfully: "Replying to Sir, the Old Emperor died of qi attacking the heart, suddenly... suddenly..."

Yan Wang frowned slightly and continued to press: "Then when did Xin Tong ascend the throne?"

Eunuch Qiu quickly lowered his head and answered: "At today's morning court, Crown Prince Xin just ascended the throne."

A barely perceptible cold smile curled at the corner of Yan Wang's mouth as he nodded: "Oh, he's only been emperor for half a day."

Eunuch Qiu was so frightened he dared not reply, merely keeping his head lowered, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Seeing this, Yan Wang no longer pressed further, but turned to the soldiers beside him and instructed: "Everyone in the Old Emperor's rear palace—let them all go to accompany him. As for those in Xin Tong's rear palace, send them all on their way as well."

The soldiers responded in unison and immediately received orders to carry it out.

Yan Wang then said to the remaining people: "As for the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace, let them all go. As for the guards, if they are willing to pledge loyalty to Dachang, they may stay; those unwilling may also be released."

The remaining guards responded in turn and each went to handle the relevant matters.

Finally, Yan Wang gave a glance to the two soldiers escorting Eunuch Qiu, signaling them to let go. The soldiers understood at once and immediately released their hold on Eunuch Qiu.

Yan Wang picked up the items without hesitation and turned to leave, his steps firm and swift, as if unwilling to linger for even a moment. However, just as he was about to step out of this place, a sudden movement caught his attention.

Eunuch Qiu had originally been kneeling on the ground, lifeless. But at the moment Yan Wang turned, he seemed suddenly driven by some force, abruptly drawing a knife from a soldier who was about to leave. The knife flashed with cold light in the sunlight, sending a chill down one's spine.

The soldier was clearly startled by this sudden scene; he immediately came to his senses and shouted in terror: "What are you doing?" His voice revealed a hint of panic.