In the first year of entering the palace, she was just a Lady of Talents.
In the fifth year of entering the palace, she became a Handsome Fairness.
In the tenth year of entering the palace, she aspired to become the Empress, since it was the only way she could hold onto everything dear to her, never to be taken away.
 She could protect herself, her children, and most importantly, be with him.
This was a path with no retreat; stepping back would be an irreversible calamity.
The bright yellow silk umbrella advanced, and the Emperor's procession slowly entered the city gate. The yellow silk umbrella, the sun-and-moon fan, the purple banner... At that moment, the sunlight dazzled the eyes. Empress Xie's phoenix carriage moved forward along the imperial road, meeting him halfway.

Empress Xie

Today was Princess Mingshou's big day, but Zhang Fuma was still dressed in a coarse hemp robe, looking like an outsider, which didn't fit the festive atmosphere of the Changchun Garden. It seemed as if he had walked into the wrong place.


If it were someone else, seeing this pair of brothers-in-law standing together, nine out of ten people would focus their attention on Zhang Fuma. However, Princess Mingwei is obviously the exception.


Her gaze barely lingered on Zhang Fuma, and she kept looking at her own husband.


After exchanging only a few words, Zhang Fuma left, and Qiao Fuma returned to his seat, chatting and laughing with the people around him.


Xie Ning looked in the direction of the emperor, who was sitting in the middle of the open hall. Although far away and obstructed by a screen, she knew the emperor was sitting behind it, but could only vaguely see his silhouette, unsure of what he was thinking.


Unrest