Ding Wei nodded.
"Very well, I shall go in person to welcome him into the palace."
...
Dressed in his bright yellow dragon robe of river silk, Ding Wei led his retinue to the gates of the Imperial Palace. As the Emperor appeared, all those present fell to their knees, calling out in unison:
"Long live Your Majesty! Ten thousand years! Ten thousand times ten thousand years!"
When An Ning saw Ding Wei in his bright yellow robes, he realized the man looked exactly like the portrait by Li Sixun. Terrified, his knees went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud. Xiaoqing and the other guards immediately prostrated themselves.
Seeing Ding Wei walking toward him, Li Sixun managed only a stammered, "D-Ding..." before his voice failed him. His mind went blank, and he stood rooted to the spot. When he finally collected his thoughts and saw everyone else kneeling on the ground, he realized he ought to kneel as well. Just as he began to bend his legs, Ding Wei hurried over and caught him by the arms, chuckling.
Chapter 535