This day.
When the dawn rose, the world changed dramatically.
Everyone, upon waking, heard a voice vast and mighty as if it descended from the heavens.
"Heaven's Will has returned, the Human Sovereign takes the throne!"
The people poured out from their shattered homes,
walking on the chaotic cobblestone paths,
they looked towards the direction from which the voice came,
only to see, in the direction of Qingdu, a five-colored auspicious cloud shaped like a dragon and phoenix, the morning glow like fire, resembling a celestial miracle.
...
Xia Xiaoman kept crying, crying and crying.
Everyone watched Xia Xiaoman cry.
No one stepped forward to stop her.
Even though the Great Commander felt from the bottom of his heart that an Empress, the Heaven's Will Human Sovereign, crying so uncontrollably in front of so many people was hardly decorous, he was unable to stop her.
This sorrow, though difficult for him to empathize with, was vividly conveyed through her cries.
