Quickly, the people that were shouting starting to attack. They wanted this unexpected engagement to be abolished.

Lan Fan tugged Ling back just as a bullet scraped his shoulder; she carefully brought him out of harm's way by pulling him back into his palace.

Ling grabbed a phone, and quickly dialed the fuhrer of Amestris for help.

"Fuhrer Mustang speaking."

"Mustang, can you help stop a civil war, and get Lan Fan and me out of Xing?" Ling asked nervously, trying desperatedly to drown out the shouting and the horrified screams.

"What did you do now, Ling?" Mustang asked sounding iritated.

"I have pledged to marry Lan Fan in front of all the citizens of Xing." Ling said with no remorse whatsoever in his voice.

"Why did you do that?" Mustang asked sounding like he was angry enough to roast Ling alive.

"Because I love her, and she's pregnant with my child." Ling stated with conviction.

"What?" Mustang sputtered.

Ling faintly heard the sound of laughter in the background; it sounded distinctly like the Fullmetal Alchemist's laugh.

"Is Ed there?" Ling asked excitedly.

His response was a very convincing, "No."

Ling clearly did not believe him, because he asked, "Can I talk to him?"

Mustang unwillingly handed the phone to Edward.

"What did you do, idiot prince?" was the first thing out of Ed's mouth.

Ling frowned. "I'm the emperor now, Ed. Lan Fan, and I am engaged. Oh, and my country's revolting." Ling said with faux carelessness.

"Should I congratulate you?" Ed asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, that would be wonderful, Ed." Ling chimed happily.

"Good job, Ling; you are engaged to your bodyguard, which as clearly led to your demise."

"Thank you. Would you care to help us out?"

"I'm not the fucking fuhrer, you should be asking him not me!" Ed exclaimed bitterly back to Ling, while handing the phone over to Mustang.