New Epoch.
Early spring arrives in the Capital City, the sound of wooden fish resonates with Buddhist bells, ancient roads are embedded with footprints of varying depths. The teahouse's stove emits a warm glow, people sit together, sipping tea and laughing.
The old tower that once imprisoned the Eldest Prince is now abandoned, Su Ming'an returns here, looking at the copper basin, iron chains, and ancient books covered in old marks.
"Dry weather, be careful of fire—!" The voice of the Watchman floats by, just as before.
Beside the Lotus Pool, a little prince from the Prince's Mansion is distributing porridge, smilingly asking the common people:
"Granny Chen, did a breach open on the east city wall? Good, I've remembered it."
"There's suspicion of corruption in the Royal Guard Palace of the Heavenly Capital Prefecture. I've remembered it."
"Uncle Zhao, you've returned from visiting relatives? There's a locust plague over in Changping, thank you for telling me..."
