Unable to contain his pride and smugness, Pan Zhao puffed out his chest, looking as if he wanted the whole world to know, "That's right, my wife is the best!"

Mao Yuan looked at Qiao Zhen and saw that the knot of the red rope around her neck was about to come loose. He said casually, "Sister-in-law Pan, the red rope around your neck is about to come loose!"

Qiao Zhen looked at Mao Yuan, then subconsciously raised her hand to touch the red string. With a little force, she pulled off the jade pendant. "Thank you for reminding me. This jade pendant is a very important thing."

After Mao Yuan clearly saw the jade pendant in Qiao Zhen's hand, his expression changed slightly. "This jade pendant is really beautiful. Sister-in-law, can I take a look at it?"

Qiao Zhen hesitated before handing over the jade pendant.

Mao Yuan looked at the jade pendant and read two lines of text: "Bodhi tree, bright mirror stand."

General Ge's expression changed slightly after hearing the eight characters recited by Emperor Maoyuan.

The scene took a dramatic turn. At that moment, the man standing outside the door strode in. He was dressed in white robes, and the wind that swept over his clothes gave him an air of otherworldly elegance. With trembling lips, he uttered two words to Qiao Zhen, "Daughter!"

Qiao Zhen also looked at the tall, slender man who, despite the wrinkles around his eyes, still looked very young. "Father!"

The two drama queens huddled together, weeping bitterly. The man sobbed, "Daughter, I've searched for you so hard! You have no idea how much I've missed you all these years. I've lost my appetite and couldn't sleep. Seeing you now is like a miracle!"

Qiao Zhen laughed uncontrollably, "Don't just randomly claim someone as your daughter, okay? My mother carried me for ten months before giving birth to me. If I were your daughter, wouldn't my father be furious?"