Reborn to marry, she no longer wants to be the young master's mother

Xie Chaochao turned around, facing away from Chu Heng, and looked at the free sky in the distance. She felt mixed emotions, tired of the intrigues and schemes in the palace, and reluctant to leave Chu Heng. But she knew that once she returned to that magnificent but restrained cage, she would lose herself again and become a pawn in the power struggle.

"Chu Heng, between you and me, perhaps we can no longer go back to the past." Xie Chaochao's voice drifted gently in the wind, with a hint of helplessness and determination. She took a step, and each step seemed so heavy, yet so firm, as if she was bidding farewell to the past and heading towards an unknown but hopeful future.

Chu Heng stood there, watching Xie Chaochao's figure gradually walking away, and an unprecedented loneliness and despair surged in his heart. He knew that this time, he might really lose her, the queen Xie Chaochao who had fought side by side with him and shared glory. And all of this would become a scar in his heart that would never heal, accompanying him through every long night.

Outside the ancient and solemn palace, the spring breeze gently blew over the peach petals, bringing with it a hint of barely perceptible sadness. Xie Chaochao, dressed in plain clothes, with her hair gently lifted by the breeze, her clear eyes firmly looked at the emperor in front of her, Chu Heng, who was wearing a gorgeous dragon robe and had an arrogant look between his eyebrows.

"Chao Chao, come back to the palace with me." Chu Heng's voice was low and magnetic, but it couldn't hide a hint of pleading and eagerness. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch her, but stopped in mid-air, fearing that his actions would disturb this rare tranquility.

Xie Chaochao shook her head slightly, her gesture of refusal was full of unquestionable determination. "Chu Heng, I beg you to let me stay here quietly for a while. Everything in the palace is too noisy and too complicated. I need a place where I can rest my mind." Her voice was soft but firm, and every word was like the drizzle in the spring breeze, gently falling on Chu Heng's heart, stirring up layers of ripples.

Chu Heng frowned, and a trace of confusion and pain flashed in his deep eyes. "Why? Chao Chao, is it because I didn't do well enough? Or, do you have someone else in your heart?" There was a subtle tremor in his questioning, which was the fear of loss and the desire for love.

Xie Chaochao sighed slightly, and turned his gaze to the gorgeous peach blossom forest in the distance, as if to take away all the troubles and sorrows with the gentle breeze. "No reason, Chu Heng. Sometimes, people just need a simple reason - for themselves, for the peace of mind. Within the palace walls, although there is power and status, there is only this kind of peace. I need time to listen to my own voice and find the self that has been forgotten by the world."

Every word she said was like a carefully crafted poem, an explanation to Chu Heng and a confession of her own heart. Everything around her seemed to be silent, even the wind slowed down, fearing that it would disturb this rare honesty and determination.

Chu Heng heard this, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, which eventually turned into a helpless sigh. He understood that Xie Chaochao's heart was like the peach blossoms in spring, beautiful and free, and what she needed was the vast sky, not the restraint of a golden cage. So, he slowly withdrew his hand, with both reluctance and relief in his eyes. "Okay, Chaochao, I'll give you some time, but please remember, there will always be a place for you here."

Chu Heng's eyes were firm and gentle, as if they could penetrate the heavy fog in the night and reach her heart. Under the moonlight, his voice was low and full of magnetism, and every word seemed to be carefully crafted, with unquestionable determination: "You said you don't want to go back to the palace, so I, Chu Heng, will never go back alone. This prosperous world, power and status, are nothing but passing clouds to me. Without you by my side, the magnificent palace is nothing but a cold cage to me."

He gently took her hands. Those hands had wielded swords and cut through enemy lines on the battlefield, but now they were so gentle that they seemed to heal all the wounds in the world. "Let us two stay away from the hustle and bustle of the palace struggles, find a quiet forest or an ancient temple, burn incense and worship Buddha together, and practice meditation. Ignore the intrigues of the world, and do not get involved in the intrigues of the court. I just hope that the years will be peaceful and the world will be stable."

His eyes sparkled with a vision of the future, a land without gun smoke, without calculation, and with only each other. "We can greet the first ray of sunshine together at dawn and feel the vitality of nature; when the sun sets, we can sit side by side on the top of the mountain, watching the clouds roll by and enjoy the rare tranquility and harmony. We won't go anywhere, just let time freeze at this moment, and let our hearts be tightly attached to each other."

Chu Heng's words were like a warm current, slowly flowing into her heart, melting the ice in her heart and awakening her desire for a free and peaceful life. Tears gradually welled up in her eyes, not because of sadness, but because of being moved, because in this complex and changing world, there is still such a person who is willing to give up everything for her and accompany her to pursue that simple and pure happiness.

"Okay," she agreed softly, her voice was soft but firm, "Let's go hand in hand, away from the hustle and bustle, to find the paradise that belongs to us. No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, as long as you are by my side, I will have nothing to fear."

The moonlight sprinkled on them like water, covering the lovers who were determined to stay together with a layer of mysterious and romantic glory. In the night, the two hearts were closely connected, as if foreshadowing that a journey full of excitement and unknown, but warm and beautiful, was about to begin. And they were full of expectations and bravely stepped towards the unknown future.

Inside the deep palace walls of the Forbidden City, the setting sun poured down like molten gold, coating the ancient glazed tiles with a layer of faint sadness. A group of eunuchs dressed in gorgeous clothes hurried and looked anxious, like a group of passers-by chased by time. Their eyes were often cast towards the winding imperial road in the distance, where the emperor's figure was getting farther and farther away, as if he wanted to break free from this magnificent cage and go to a distant place unknown to anyone.

"What should we do?" An old eunuch, his face full of wrinkles like withered vines in autumn, said with a trembling and helpless voice. The whisk in his hand fell down weakly, as if even this small object could not bear the weight of the moment. "If the emperor does not return to the palace, who will take charge of the overall situation in this world, who will appease the hearts of the people?"