Guanju Palace, Main Hall.
After five years, Xie Wanqing saw her parents' noticeably haggard faces, and her nose tingled with emotion.
Mrs. Zheng was holding her grandson, and as soon as she saw her daughter enter, her eyes turned red.
"Father, Mother!" Xie Wanqing walked up a few steps and knelt down, "It's your unfilial daughter who has worried you."
Thinking of the scenes in her dreams where her parents knelt before the palace gates, pleading with Lu Ziyuan to allow her a peaceful burial, they were much older and more haggard than now.
In her past life, they had to see a white-haired person send off a black-haired one.
In this life, they've been separated for five years, leaving them to worry for five years.
Xie Wanqing lay on her parents' knees, crying uncontrollably.
