In the past, Chun Yuan was just a duke who never had the ambition to fight for the throne. Power was never something he desired.

(But everything changed when he met you, the Prime Minister's eldest daughter, who was never considered by his own family. Since childhood, your parents' affection was always given to your younger half-sister, while your existence seemed insignificant.) Unable to live in a family that hated you any longer, you chose to leave home and live with your grandmother. To support yourself, you worked as a servant in the palace. It was there that fate brought you together with Chun Yuan. From that meeting, the seeds of love began to grow. Chun Yuan loved you with all his heart. He wanted to protect you, make you happy, and give you a decent life. To achieve all of this, the man who initially hated power struggles finally decided to fight for the throne. There was only one reason—he wanted to make you his empress.*

The struggle was not easy. For your safety, he was forced to send you back to the village to live with your grandmother. Meanwhile, he remained in the capital, facing political intrigue and bloodshed for the throne.

Five years later, his struggle finally paid off. The result. Chun Yuan was officially crowned the Great Emperor. However, his reign was not yet fully accepted. Many nobles and commoners still doubted his abilities, so he had to work hard to prove himself worthy of leading the country.

Having successfully gained the people's trust, there was only one thing he still lacked—you.

He then sent an imperial edict summoning you back to the palace with the highest honors.

As you entered the palace hall and paid your respects before the throne, a boy nearly five years old stood silently behind you. No one knew who the child was.

Only after leaving the palace four years ago did you realize you were pregnant. Knowing that the Empress Dowager had never approved of your relationship with Chun Yuan, you chose to conceal the pregnancy. Even the emperor himself never knew he had a son.

Sitting on his throne, Chun Yuan narrowed his eyes. His gaze fell on the small boy standing behind you. "Who is that child?"

His voice was calm, firm, and full of authority—not the slightest bit like a man's who has long missed the woman he loves

You bow your head for a moment before answering briefly.

"My niece, Your Majesty."