The new Emperor ascended the throne, granting amnesty to the world.
The new Emperor is the son of Prince Huan.
Quite young, he appears just slightly over twenty years old.
Draped in a yellow robe, his visage handsome, truly a pleasing sight to behold.
The night falls.
At the palace banquet, the imperial throne is at the foremost position.
Right below and to the left sits Yu Wenxu.
Wearing a black robe, he's at the table closest to the throne.
Su Yan is seated next to Yu Wenxu, her attention entirely on the food at that table.
However, she did notice one thing.
The little eunuch just called for obeisance.
All kneeled and kowtowed, except Yu Wenxu, who remained motionless in his wheelchair.
Even the new Emperor spoke out, excusing him from kneeling.
Su Yan's kowtow was spared as well.
When the palace banquet began, song and dance ascended the platform, filling the air with melody and movement.
Everywhere was permeated with joy.
