[Empress] Destiny Is Not Mine

Is destiny not with me? So what. Introduction to this article—— At the end of the Dai Viet Dynasty, the age of Dharma-ending, in which the spiritual energy was exhausted and the road to heaven was cut off, finally came to an end. Spirituality is about to revive The aristocratic families that have been dormant for many years have made changes one after another, vowing to take the lead in this world of great contention, seek immortality, achieve enlightenment, and ascend to the upper world. A saint once said: Only those who are destined by destiny can open the way to heaven! His parents died unexpectedly, and Xie Zhao, who took a huge amount of his family's wealth to seek refuge with his mother-in-law, was "lucky" to become the true love of his destiny. The story of the daughter of a seventh-rank official, who fell in love at first sight with the son of the Duke of the dynasty and refused to marry anyone but him, seems to have to be explained by true love. ——Until Xie Zhao's sword bones were dug up, paving the way for the Destined One who was destined to become the master of the world. Finally, in the unforgettable pain, she suddenly realized that this was the case. * After a long time The mortal queen Xie Zhao has never indulged in the "ancient hegemony script" Spent thirty years in the deep silence of the palace I found a chance to start over for myself who was no longer able to practice and had no hope of recovery. … This time, she wanted to see what would happen without her innate sword bone, which is hard to find in the world. Can the human emperor, who has his destiny, still ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor? I also want to see if this Human Emperor deserves her thanks! ———— Reading guide: 1. The heroine's line is unwavering 2. There are few emotional lines, and the male protagonist is not the one who was destined in his previous life according to the copywriting. * The copy has been screenshotted for files. ———— Determination: Man can defeat Heaven and never give up.