The eyes of all the Dukes, nobles, and members of the imperial family were fixed on that blue dress.
Wei Yuan ... He was back.
The familiar green clothes, the familiar face, the familiar temperament, the familiar ... White sideburns.
In that instant, the entire Palace fell into an unusual silence.
After the initial shock, there was silence.
"Wei Yuan pays his respects to Your Majesty!"
Wei Yuan walked to the throne and cupped his hands.
Huaiqing's gaze swept across the officials, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Why aren't you speaking?"
The hall was still silent. No one answered the Empress's question. They stared at Wei Yuan. Some of them widened their eyes, trying to find evidence that he was a fake.Some people's eyes were slightly red, hot tears brewing;Some people were ecstatic, and they were so excited that they were trembling.
"Wei, Duke Wei?"
