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

"Thank you, father and mother. I didn't mean to do this, but if you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless." Chu Heng's voice was more determined. "The palace has strict rules and regulations. No one is allowed to enter without permission. If you still want to save some face, please leave on your own. Otherwise, I can only let the guards 'escort' you two out of the palace."

The atmosphere was extremely tense, as if the air was torn apart by an invisible force. Father Xie pointed at Chu Heng with a trembling hand, his lips moving, but he could not speak for a while. Mother Xie covered her face and cried, tears falling silently, she knew that what happened today was irreversible.

In the vast territory intertwined with ancient legends and power struggles, the Xie family, a prominent family for generations, is experiencing an unprecedented storm. Father Xie and Mother Xie, two once powerful and noble people, are now standing at the crossroads of the family's fate. There is both reluctance and deep helplessness in their eyes, because their only daughter, Xie Chaochao, has quietly ascended the throne of the empress, but seems to have forgotten all the warmth and nurturing grace they once had.

Father Xie clenched his fists, veins bulging, and his voice was low and full of grief and indignation: "She has become that ungrateful and ungrateful person! We worked so hard to raise her from the cradle and spent all our efforts just for her to achieve something, but we never thought that this achievement would shut us out and turn a blind eye to us!" Every word he said was like a hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone present.

Upon hearing this, Xie's mother burst into tears. She gently stroked the yellowed portrait on the table. The girl in the portrait was smiling like a flower. It was Xie Chaochao when she was young. "We thought that by giving her the best education and the strictest teachings, we could make her the pride of the family. But we never thought that this pride would become a sharp sword pointing at us." Her voice trembled with endless sadness and disappointment. "Is it really as the world says, that under power, there is no family affection?"

The night wind passed through the hall, as if whispering, telling unknown secrets and sacrifices. Xie's father and mother looked at each other, their eyes showing both determination and unwillingness. They knew that they could not give up so easily, and they could not let Xie Chaochao forget his roots.

"Since she doesn't want to acknowledge us, then we will use our actions to prove what true family glory is!" Father Xie stood up abruptly, a determined light flashing in his eyes, "We want to let her see that even without her protection, the Xie family can still stand firm, and even become more glorious!"

Thus, a drama about power, family affection and revenge quietly kicked off. Xie's father and mother joined forces to mobilize the power that the Xie family had hidden for many years and began a series of carefully planned layouts. They not only had to protect the family's honor, but also to make Xie Chaochao understand that no matter where she went, the blood-thicker-than-water family affection would always be a part of her that she could not give up.

In this war without gunpowder, every decision is crucial, and every action is full of unknowns and dangers. But Xie's father and mother, relying on their deep love for their family and their complex feelings for their daughter, resolutely embarked on this thorny road. Their story, like a tragic and exciting epic, inspires everyone who reads it to think about what true family affection and responsibility are, and to pursue the family glory that never fades.

As the night fell, the moonlight sprinkled thinly on the quaint bluestone road, reflecting Xie Chaochao's lonely and resolute figure. A cold smile appeared on her lips, which contained endless ridicule and relief, as if it was the most direct response to the coldness of the world.

"Oh, they never treated me sincerely in the first place, so why should I, Xie Chaochao, linger in this hypocritical place of pleasure?" Her voice was low and magnetic, and it sounded particularly clear in the silent night, with a barely perceptible tremor. It was a complete farewell to past emotions and a defense of self-dignity.

The air around her seemed to freeze because of her words. Even the wind stopped, quietly listening to the story that was about to end. Xie Chaochao's eyes penetrated the night, as if she could see through the hypocrisy and indifference in the deepest part of people's hearts. She knew very well that the laughter and joy that once surrounded her were nothing but a carefully woven lie. Once the mask was removed, all that was left was naked disgust and alienation.

"Rather than waiting until they ruthlessly trample me to the ground and shatter my dignity, I might as well turn around and leave now. At least I can retain the last bit of pride." Her words revealed unquestionable determination. Every word was like a sharp blade, cutting through the entanglements of the past.

As she finished her words, Xie Chaochao slowly took steps, each step seemed so firm and powerful, as if she was announcing her indomitable spirit and independence to the world. The night wind gently blew up her sleeves, like a messenger seeing her off, bringing a bit of coolness, but also a hint of freedom.

She just disappeared into the night without looking back, leaving behind a sad but powerful back. Those who once laughed at and despised her could only look at the direction where she went away, with inexplicable complex emotions in their hearts. It was impossible to tell whether it was admiration for her courage or shame for their own hypocritical behavior.

In the dim and depressing side hall, the flickering candlelight illuminated Xie Chaochao's stern face. Her eyes were intertwined with determination and helplessness, as if she was facing an unavoidable storm. There was an inexplicable tension in the air around them, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Xie's father and mother, two elders who were over fifty but still as charming as ever, stood inside the palace gate, their eyes showing both pain and confusion. They had never expected that their daughter would treat their elderly parents so resolutely. However, Xie Chaochao had a deeper secret and hardship in her heart, which forced her to make such a cold and hard move.

"Father, mother, I have said all I can. Please leave quickly to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings." Xie Chaochao's voice was soft, but it was firm and unquestionable. She raised her hand slightly and motioned the guards behind her to step forward. Upon hearing this, the well-trained guards stepped forward steadily, ready to execute the order.

At this moment, Xie's mother, who had always been gentle and virtuous, seemed to be driven by an invisible force. A determined light flashed in her eyes. She suddenly broke free from the support of others and rushed towards Xie Chaochao like a wounded female leopard. She clenched her fists and smashed them heavily on Xie Chaochao's shoulders with endless anger and grief.