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

A couple dressed in luxurious clothes, Father Xie and Mother Xie, were standing on the stone steps, with sneers on their faces, casting disdainful glances at the guards who were blocking their way.

"Hmph, a few guard dogs dare to block our way?" Xie's father sneered, his voice full of unquestionable majesty, as if he was the real master of the palace. "Do you know that my son Xie Chaochao is the empress's favorite? When can't we enter and leave the palace freely?"

The guards looked grim, but they dared not slack off. They just stood up straight and looked determined, as if they were defending the dignity and order of the royal family with silent silence. At this delicate moment when power and family affection were intertwined, a suffocating tension filled the air.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, a crisp sound of horse hooves came from far away, breaking the moment of silence. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a team of royal guards in gorgeous armor surrounding a magnificent phoenix chariot slowly approaching. Sitting on the chariot was the empress who had great power in the world. Her appearance instantly made the atmosphere in front of the palace gate solemn and dignified.

The empress raised her hand slightly, signaling everyone to excuse themselves. Her eyes were gentle but deep, as if she could see into people's hearts. "Thank you, my dear minister and madam, for waiting for a long time." Her voice was soft but powerful, with unquestionable authority. "I know that you two are concerned about your son, so I specially allow you to enter the palace to visit Xie Chaochao."

Hearing this, Xie's father and mother instantly smiled with pride, as if all the unhappiness they had felt before had disappeared. They hurriedly bowed and thanked her repeatedly, but their arrogant appearance seemed so insignificant in front of the empress.

Seeing this, the guards made way and silently carried out the empress's order. Under the envious gazes of everyone, Xie's father and mother walked on the red carpet, passed through the palace gate, and walked step by step towards the depths of the inner palace, their hearts full of anticipation and excitement for seeing their beloved son.

The empress sat quietly on the phoenix chariot, watching their departing figures with deep eyes, a meaningful smile on her lips. In this game of power and family affection, she was both the master and the bystander, and everything was under her control.

In the dim and slightly depressing living room, Xie Chaochao sat alone by the window, the sunset outside the window weakly sprinkled on her tightly pursed lips, adding a bit of calmness and loneliness that should not belong to her age. The door was suddenly pushed open with an inappropriate and abrupt sound, as if it broke the long-stable air and disturbed the tranquility in her heart.

Xie Chaochao slowly turned around, her eyes calm and deep, as if she could see into the most secret corners of people's hearts. She gently opened her lips, her voice without a trace of emotion: "Dad, Mom, why are you here?" This sentence was short but contained a thousand twists and turns of emotions, like an undercurrent surging under the calm surface of a lake.

Father Xie, the man who was always dignified and inviolable, seemed a little embarrassed at this moment. His eyes dodged in his daughter's cold gaze, and finally fixed on an empty chair beside him, as if that was his only support. "We... came to see you." The voice was low and trembling with a little imperceptible, as if even he himself could not believe how much weight these four simple words could carry.

And Xie's mother, the woman who was once known for her gentleness, was trying to force out a flattering smile at this moment. That smile was mixed with too many complex emotions - apology, desire, and even humility. Her eyes seemed to have thousands of words, but she could only turn them into this awkward and unnatural smile, trying to use it to melt the frost in her daughter's heart. "Chao Chao, Mom misses you, really." She almost whispered this sentence, fearing that she would disturb this rare reunion, but she was also afraid that this cautiousness would make the distance even greater.

There was an indescribable tension and awkwardness in the air, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. Xie Chaochao looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar parents in front of her, with mixed feelings in her heart. She knew very well that behind this sudden visit, there might be countless unspoken secrets and expectations, but she also understood that it would not be easy for her heart, which had long been accustomed to loneliness, to accept this belated care again.

The night was as dark as ink, with a few cold stars sparsely dotted on the deep sky, and the moonlight seemed to hide behind the clouds, unwilling to witness the scene that was about to take place. Inside the palace, the candlelight flickered, reflecting Xie Chaochao's cold and beautiful face. Her eyes flashed with disdain and determination, as if they were the sharpest ice blade in winter, which could easily cut through all hypocrisy and warmth.

"Oh, you're finally here." Xie Chaochao's voice was deep and magnetic, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with unquestionable sarcasm. She slowly stood up, wearing a dragon robe, and the phoenix embroidered with gold thread seemed to be ready to fly at any time, which complemented her awe-inspiring temperament, making people involuntarily feel awe.

"You rushed here when you saw me take the throne of the empress. You are really 'good' parents." Her words were full of irony. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone in the hall. The air around them seemed to be frozen. It was so quiet that only the occasional crackling of the candle wick and Xie Chaochao's steady and powerful breathing could be heard.

Her eyes swept through the hall. Those "relatives" who had once watched her coldly or even secretly obstructed her now lowered their heads and dared not look her in the face. Their faces were filled with complex emotions - shock, reluctance, and some indescribable shame.

"Do you think I got this throne easily?" Xie Chaochao's voice suddenly rose, with a force that could not be ignored. "For countless days and nights, I alone faced the intrigues in the court, the wars on the border, and the cold arrows and traps hidden in the dark. And you, besides watching coldly, pointed fingers at me behind my back, and even tried to pull me down from this supreme position!"

Her words were like sharp swords, piercing people's hearts, making everyone present blush and feel ashamed. A trace of pain flashed in Xie Chaochao's eyes, but was soon replaced by a more determined light. "But you are wrong. Since I, Xie Chaochao, have embarked on this path, I will never look back. I want to show you that a woman can also create a prosperous era and leave her name in history as an emperor!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her sleeves and turned to walk towards the dragon throne, which symbolized supreme power. Every step she took was so firm and resolute. At that moment, she seemed no longer the despised princess, but a real empress, who proved with her actions that women could also stand tall and dominate their own destiny.