Amidst cheers of 'long live', Tie Butian slowly descended from the chariot. Her eyes swept across the hall loftily and she announced softly, "You may rise."
The court officials thanked the Emperor for her favor and rose.
However, among them, there was someone at the very back who didn't go down on his knees.
Chu Yang leaned casually against a pillar and watched Tie Butian. He scoffed inwardly, "You want me to kneel before you? Hmph!"
However, after a separation of nearly two years, the young emperor was obviously different from what she was like in the past.
She was just as youthful and a delicate beauty as before, and just as graceful and dignified as before. Compared to what she was like in the past, there was more of a hint of natural poise and bearing and less a sense of immaturity. Each and every action of hers came into themselves naturally.
