Reborn to marry, she no longer wants to be the young master's mother

At dawn, the golden sunlight slowly spread over the Forbidden City, covering this ancient imperial city with a splendid and mysterious veil. Deep inside the city gate, the sound of horse hooves approached from far away, breaking the tranquility of the early morning. It was Xie's father and mother, an elderly couple full of expectations, with indescribable excitement and anxiety in their hearts.

Xie Chaochao, who was abandoned in a corner of the world since childhood, relied on her extraordinary wisdom and indomitable will to step up to the supreme throne step by step in the storm and became the empress above all others. The news spread quickly like a spring breeze throughout the world, and also alarmed the parents who had not seen each other for a long time. They carried endless longing and pride for their daughter and crossed thousands of mountains and rivers just to witness this moment of glory with their own eyes.

However, when they entered the majestic palace gate with hope, they were not greeted with the warm welcome they had imagined, but with cold eyes and several guards wearing armor and holding spears. These guards were like a solid wall, blocking their way. There was no emotion on their faces, only cold rejection.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace!" the leading guard shouted in a deep voice, with unquestionable majesty in his voice.

Father Xie and Mother Xie looked at each other, a flash of panic in their eyes, but then replaced by firm determination. Father Xie took a step forward, his voice trembling but firm: "We are the parents of the newly crowned empress, and we have come to ask to see Your Majesty. I hope you will be accommodating."

As soon as these words came out, the air around them seemed to freeze, and even the wind seemed to stop blowing. The guards looked at each other, obviously surprised by this sudden identity. But the rules cannot be abolished, they still maintained a vigilant posture and did not dare to let him go easily.

"Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs. How can you see him just by asking?" The leading guard responded coldly. Just as he was about to order them to leave, he saw a female official in gorgeous clothes and with a gentle face hurried over from a distance. Her eyes stayed on Xie's father and mother for a moment, and then she whispered a few instructions to the guards.

The guards relaxed their attitude after hearing this, but they remained alert and signaled Xie's father and mother to follow the female official to the side hall to wait. At this moment, Xie's father and mother felt mixed emotions, with excitement about seeing their daughter and anxiety about the unknown fate. They supported each other and embarked on the tortuous road to the pinnacle of power and the reunion of family affection.

As the night fell and the moon shone like a silver thread, the lights in the ancient Xie Mansion were dim, but they could not conceal a repressive and deep atmosphere. Father Xie stood in the courtyard, his figure looked particularly lonely and tough under the mottled shadows of the trees. His eyes flashed with an unyielding light, like the brightest star in the night sky. Even if surrounded by darkness, he vowed to illuminate the path of his faith.

"I have fought in the military all my life and toiled for half my life, all for the little baby girl to grow up safely in this chaotic world, until she can be reborn like a phoenix and become an empress above all others." Father Xie's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to burst out from his chest, with a firmness and deep affection that could not be ignored. His hands were clenched into fists, and veins bulged, as if he wanted to condense all the bitterness and difficulties of these years into this instant of explosion.

"I have worked hard and given everything I have, watching her grow from a toddler to an independent person, from being ignorant to being a master strategist. How can others understand the hardship and dedication involved? Now, she sits high on the throne, admired by everyone, but I, an old father who longs to see my daughter, cannot even realize this most basic wish. How ironic, how sad!"

A trace of pain flashed across Xie's father's eyes, but it was soon replaced by determination. He looked up at the bright moon, as if he was looking for some kind of answer, or telling the heavens about his unwillingness. "Everyone says that I, Nicholas Tse, am too successful to be accepted by the emperor, but who knows my heart? I just want to see my daughter happy and healthy with my own eyes. Even if it's just a glimpse from a distance, it is enough to comfort my exhausted heart."

At this moment, a gust of night wind blew by, bringing with it an unusual smell. Father Xie frowned slightly, then smiled with relief, as if he had foreseen something. He turned and walked into the house, his steps revealing an unprecedented firmness and determination. He knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, for the father's love buried deep in his heart, he had to keep going until the door opened for him, allowing him to glimpse the long-lost, haunting face.

The night was deep and silent. The glazed tiles of the palace glowed coldly in the moonlight, as if even the air had frozen. The guard's armor cast a mottled shadow in the dim candlelight. He bowed his head respectfully and said in a low and powerful voice, "Your Majesty, I will report to the Empress immediately, and then send someone to welcome General Xie and his wife into the palace to fulfill the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects."

After saying this, the guard turned around and walked steadily across the smooth marble floor. Each step seemed to step on the veins of time, stirring up layers of ripples. In the hall, only a series of echoing footsteps and the solemnity and solemnity in the air remained.

In a corner of the side hall, Xie Chaochao sat quietly beside the carved window lattice. The moonlight outside the window shone through the veil and sprinkled on her cold face, adding a bit of indescribable arrogance to her. Hearing this, she raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth, which contained both complex emotions about the upcoming reunion and a faint mockery of the impermanence of the world.

"Let them in." Xie Chaochao said softly, without any warmth in her tone, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her. Her eyes were deep, like the brightest stars in the night sky, but they also hid an endless abyss, making it difficult for people to peek into her inner turmoil.

As the footsteps of the guards gradually faded away, the palace returned to peace, but there was an undercurrent in this peace. Xie Chaochao gently stroked the teacup on the table beside her. The tea in the cup had already cooled down, just like her mood at the moment. She was looking forward to everything she was about to face, but also full of vigilance and anxiety.

She closed her eyes, and scenes from the past flashed through her mind: her parents' stern yet loving faces, the heavy burden behind the family's glory, and her own efforts and sacrifices for this country... All of these were like sharp blades, leaving scars of varying depths in her heart.

However, when she opened her eyes again, Xie Chaochao's eyes were full of determination. She knew that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, she could not retreat. Because she was not only the daughter of the Xie family, but also the supreme empress of this continent, and she carried the hopes and future of countless people on her shoulders.