The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

Five days later, as dawn broke, the entire capital of the Miao Kingdom was enveloped in a festive yet solemn atmosphere.

As the chief envoy of the Great Xia Kingdom, Luo Qing carried the complete "six rites" and led a magnificent procession stretching for ten miles. He set off from the post station and headed to the royal palace of the Miao Kingdom.

He was dressed in a black and gold-trimmed royal ceremonial robe, a seven-tassel crown, and a jade belt. He walked with a steady gait, with imperial guards holding flags and halberds behind him.

Under the rising sun, it resembles a flowing golden dragon, shining brightly and showcasing the majestic power of the Great Xia royal family.

However, according to ancient custom, the crown prince should not personally go to another country to welcome his bride.

Meanwhile, Zhao Haoxuan, who should have stayed at the Eastern Palace of Xia Kingdom, had already arrived in Miao Kingdom as Wang Xinyao's personal bodyguard.

His true identity was never revealed in the Miao Kingdom's court.

In the Golden Palace of the Miao Kingdom, civil and military officials stood on both sides, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Emperor Chen Qingfeng of the Miao Kingdom sat on the dragon throne, with Empress Wang Muyun beside him, each holding an infant in their arms.

Today, Wang Xinyao is dressed in a bright red court robe embroidered with gold phoenixes. The phoenixes, coiled with gold thread, are so lifelike that they seem ready to take flight at any moment.

Her hair was styled in a high bun, with an exquisite gold phoenix hairpin tucked diagonally into her temple. The tiny pearls hanging from the phoenix's mouth swayed gently with her breath, shimmering with light.

She stood quietly to the left of Emperor Chen Qingfeng, her eyelids slightly lowered, her fingertips unconsciously entwining and kneading the edge of a red embroidered handkerchief.

Her gaze swept seemingly unintentionally over Zhao Haoxuan, who was disguised as a guard, below the steps.

When her gaze fell upon him, her thick eyelashes fluttered almost imperceptibly before she regained her composure.

This wedding was witnessed by the Emperor and Empress Dowager, with officials in attendance. The ceremony was elaborate and grand.

It was far more grand and formal than the simple wedding we had in Xiejia Village, where heaven and earth were our witnesses.

Although Zhao Haoxuan below the steps tried his best to maintain the respectful posture of a guard, his burning gaze could not be taken off Wang Xinyao.

Looking at her, who appeared even more elegant and graceful in her finery, he was filled with immense joy and satisfaction, his heart surging with emotion that he could hardly contain himself.

Finally, after many twists and turns, he was able to marry her openly and legitimately.

This is not just about completing a wedding; it is also about the final confirmation and coronation of their relationship.

"Luo Qing, the envoy from the Great Xia Kingdom, pays respects to His Majesty of the Miao Kingdom. Long live His Majesty!"

Luo Qing stepped forward steadily, his voice loud and clear, his demeanor proper.

He held aloft the gilded scepter, a symbol of the authority of the Great Xia imperial family, and then bowed.

Presenting with both hands an exquisite brocade box wrapped in bright yellow brocade and embroidered with a soaring dragon pattern, he said in a clear voice:

"This is a marriage proposal letter personally written by His Majesty the Emperor of Great Xia, who has specially ordered a foreign official to come on behalf of His Highness the Crown Prince of our dynasty to request the marriage of the Princess of Miao Kingdom."

His Majesty has decreed that the eldest princess of the Miao Kingdom be appointed as the Crown Princess of the Great Xia Kingdom, and that she may participate in the court meetings of the Great Xia Kingdom to discuss state affairs.

"I, your humble servant, have been ordered to lead three thousand elite Imperial Guards to welcome Your Majesty. I will do everything in my power to ensure Your Highness's health and safe arrival in the capital of Great Xia."

These words shocked the assembled officials.

They could understand that the eldest princess was involved in politics in the Miao Kingdom. After all, the princess had been missing for more than ten years, and it was only natural for His Majesty to make amends.

However, the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. Why would the Emperor of Xia agree to such behavior, considering that the Crown Prince's wife is a princess from another country?

Chen Qingfeng nodded slightly, gesturing to the chief eunuch beside him.

The steward understood, quickly descended the jade steps, carefully took the brocade box, and then respectfully presented it to the emperor.

Chen Qingfeng personally opened the brocade box, took out the imperial letter written in cinnabar ink, and carefully examined it. Every word reflected the sincerity and respect of the Great Xia royal family.

After a moment, he nodded in satisfaction and put the letter back into the box.

His gaze shifted to his daughter beside him, a hint of barely perceptible affection and solemnity in his eyes, as he said slowly, "Yao'er, I understand the intentions of the Great Xia."

"Your journey will mark you as the Crown Princess of Great Xia, the future Empress. Remember your place, practice self-discipline and propriety, and dedicate yourself to ensuring the enduring stability of our diplomatic relations."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the two babbling children, his tone turning serious.

"However... the red-robed holy son and the people behind him have not yet been eliminated, and the hidden danger has not been removed."

The children are too young; it would be too risky for them to travel such a long distance with you.

It would be better if you stayed in the Miao Kingdom for the time being, and your mother and I would take care of you personally.

"Once this matter is resolved, bring that red-robed holy son to justice completely, ensuring nothing goes wrong, and then safely return them to your side. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xinyao slowly approached her mother, Wang Muyun, and gently stroked the delicate cheeks of her two children with her slightly trembling hand.

The warm touch from her fingertips filled her with a deep sense of reluctance and sorrow, and her eyes involuntarily reddened slightly.

Although they were busy with other things and didn't have much time to take care of their children in person, they were close by, within sight and reach.

Now that we've parted ways, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, and we don't know when we'll meet again. The pain of this separation is far greater than before.

But she also knew in her heart that her father's considerations were all reasonable.

The Red-Robed Holy Son is ruthless and cunning, and his strength is formidable. He and Zhao Haoxuan are no match for him in a one-on-one fight, so they really cannot guarantee that they can protect the two children.

In this world today, perhaps only a father with profound cultivation and the power to govern an entire nation can truly protect his children and ensure their safety.

She couldn't, and dared not, risk her child's safety.

Empress Wang Muyun naturally understood the inner turmoil and pain in her daughter's heart.

She freed one hand and gently took Wang Xinyao's hand, softly comforting her, "Yao'er, don't worry too much."

Your father is right; the children are safest with us. Besides,

She deliberately put her tone more relaxed: "Don't you have that 'helicopter' that can travel a thousand miles a day now?"

If you miss your children, you can come back to visit anytime. The Miao Kingdom Palace will always be your home.

Wang Xinyao took a deep breath and forced back the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Father and Mother have thought things through carefully. Your son... understands." She forced a smile, her voice trembling slightly.

"Children, I will trouble Father and Mother to take good care of you. Your son... thanks you, Father and Mother."

Chen Qingfeng nodded with satisfaction, then turned his gaze to the assembled officials standing solemnly below the hall. His expression became dignified and solemn as he said in a deep voice to the chief eunuch standing beside him, "Proclaim the decree."