Fortunately, the Emperor still held his empire in high regard and didn't allow mere beauty to cloud his judgment entirely. Otherwise, they would have been utterly at a loss on how to navigate such a delicate situation.
"Let's return to the banquet hall first!" Pan's father suggested, gesturing for Pan Hong to lead the way.
Pan Hong nodded and propelled his wheelchair forward. Pan's father, walking beside him, refrained from assisting, respecting his son's independence. "Our Pan family is truly blessed," he mused. "I never anticipated Hao'er's mother would come in person."
"Yes, I also didn't expect their return," Pan Hong agreed.
