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

As the night fell, the cold wind cut through every inch of the air, as if even time had frozen at this moment. Chu Heng, the young general in silver armor and with a resolute look in his eyes, tightly grasped Xie Chaochao's trembling hand. The two of them stretched out their figures under the dim lanterns, looking particularly lonely and resolute.

"Chao Chao, don't be afraid, I'm here." Chu Heng's voice was low and gentle, but it had an unquestionable power that penetrated the coldness and despair around him. Xie Chao Chao raised her head and looked into his eyes that seemed to see through everything. She felt an inexplicable sense of relief in her heart, but also a deep worry about her unknown fate.

At this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves approached from afar, breaking the silence of the night. Fires blazed everywhere, illuminating the originally dark streets as bright as day. The emperor's secret order was like the whisper of death, ruthlessly announcing their fate - to be killed without mercy.

"Protect the general and Miss Xie, and fight them out!" Chu Heng's deputy general gave an order, and the soldiers drew their swords and fought desperately with the surrounding royal guards. The sound of swords clashing, accompanied by tragic cries, resounded through the sky, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Chu Heng's figure was as fast as lightning, and as he swung his silver spear, cold light flashed everywhere. Wherever he passed, enemies fell one after another, and blood splashed, staining his battle robe red. Every attack he made was accurate and deadly, as if he was possessed by the god of war, and no one could stop him. However, the enemies came like a tide, wave after wave, and it seemed that there would be no end.

"Chu Heng, you can't escape!" In the distance, a general in gorgeous armor shouted loudly, his voice full of pride and ruthlessness. That was the emperor's confidant, who was ordered to come and take their heads.

Chu Heng sneered, his eyes were like torches, he knew very well that today's battle would be a matter of life or death. But he knew even more clearly that he must not fall down, because behind him was Xie Chaochao, and there were promises and beliefs that he had to protect.

"Then let me see if you have the ability to do this!" Chu Heng roared, and swung his silver spear suddenly, turning into a silver lightning, and went straight to the general's head. The two of them clashed in an instant, and the battle was indisputable. Everything around them seemed to be still, leaving only the fierce collision and confrontation between the two of them.

At this critical moment of life and death, Chu Heng relied on his extraordinary martial arts and wisdom to finally find a glimmer of hope. He shot through the general's armor with a gun, and blood gushed out, and the general fell to the ground. Seeing this, the surrounding enemies retreated one after another, revealing a look of horror.

Chu Heng took the opportunity to take Xie Chaochao with him, and under the cover of the soldiers, they fought their way out of a bloody road and rushed into the depths of the night. Their figures gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving only corpses and endless legends.

That night, Chu Heng used his courage and wisdom to write an immortal legend, and also made Xie Chaochao deeply understand what a true hero and guardian is. All of this will become an eternal memory in their hearts, inspiring them to move forward bravely and never give up on the road ahead, no matter how great the difficulties and challenges they encounter.

The night was as dark as ink, and the wind was raging, blowing up dust all over the sky, blocking the light of the stars, and even the sky seemed to change color. In this desolate and dangerous wilderness, Chu Heng, the hero who had turned the tide with his own strength, was now like a candle in the wind, bloodied, ragged, and lying on the cold sand with scars all over his body. Every weak breath was like a struggle with the god of death, dying, and the fire of life was swaying and about to go out.

Not far away, Xie Chaochao, a seemingly weak but tough woman, was as pale as paper, with eyes full of reluctance and despair. The long-term illness and the sudden change today finally made her fragile body unable to bear the burden, and she slowly fell down, like a plum blossom about to wither, struggling in the ruthless storm.

At this critical moment, the sound of heavy and hurried horse hooves approached from far away, breaking the silence of the night. The fire gradually approached, illuminating the cold and ruthless faces. They were the pursuers sent by the emperor. They were like messengers from hell, with unparalleled majesty and irresistible orders, vowing to put the man and woman in distress to death.

"Found them! They are the defectors Chu Heng and Xie Chaochao!" a general announced loudly, his tone full of pride and cruelty. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, sweeping over Chu Heng and Xie Chaochao, as if he had foreseen the fate they were about to face.

However, at this critical moment, an inexplicable force quietly surged in Chu Heng's body. It was the desire for survival, the persistence for justice, and the deep desire to protect the people around him. He struggled to open his eyes, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He used all his strength to barely support his body and protect Xie Chaochao tightly behind him, as if he wanted to use his broken body to build an indestructible wall.

"Want to kill us? You have to step over my dead body first!" Chu Heng's voice was hoarse and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, but it was full of unquestionable power. His eyes showed both fearlessness of death and persistence in life, a kind of stubbornness that would not give up easily even in a desperate situation.

This scene deeply shocked everyone present. Even the ruthless pursuers were stunned, as if they were infected by the indomitable spirit emanating from Chu Heng. Xie Chaochao was even more tearful, looking at the man who protected her from the wind and rain, her heart was filled with unprecedented emotion and determination. She knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, as long as she fought side by side with Chu Heng, she would have nothing to fear.

As the night deepens, a battle of life and death, loyalty and love quietly begins. In this land chosen by fate, Chu Heng and Xie Chaochao will use their actions to interpret what a true hero is and what an immortal legend is.

At that critical moment, the night seemed to be frozen by the tense atmosphere, and the thin moonlight barely outlined the shadowy outlines. Deep in the palace, in a dark courtyard, a sudden change was quietly taking place, tearing the peaceful night into pieces.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence, shaking everyone's heartstrings like thunder. At this critical moment of life and death, a figure rushed out from the shadows like a ghost, his clothes rustling, as if he was walking on the wind, with a chilling aura that could not be ignored.

With a resolute face and eyes flashing with indomitable determination, he rushed straight towards the thug who was about to commit a crime against innocent people - no, the thug was actually the emperor wearing a dragon robe and with a distorted face! This scene shocked everyone present. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and even breathing became heavy and difficult.

Without a moment's hesitation, the heroic savior rushed directly into the heart of the chaos and started a thrilling close combat with the emperor. The two figures crossed in the moonlight, the wind of fists whistled, and every collision aroused circles of visible ripples. The air was filled with thick blood and unyielding. The emperor's roar and the savior's low roar intertwined, forming the most thrilling movement of this night.

The guards and maids around were stunned. Some screamed and fled, while others stood there in fear, clenching their hands, fearing that this sudden change would affect them. However, in this chaos, there were also a few pairs of eyes shining with admiration and expectation. They knew that this brave warrior who dared to face the imperial power and stand up might be the long-lost hero in their hearts.

The battle became more and more intense, and every shadow under the moonlight seemed to be telling of unyielding and resistance. Finally, after a fierce battle, the emperor staggered back, his face as pale as paper, his eyes full of disbelief. The savior stood firmly in place, his chest heaving, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he could see through the deepest darkness of people's hearts.

At this moment, the whole courtyard fell into a dead silence, with only the occasional sound of the night wind in the distance, as if silently cheering for this heroic redemption. The emperor panted, and finally slowly lowered his raised arms, and the violence in his eyes was gradually replaced by a complex emotion. And the savior, after confirming that everyone was safe, turned around and wanted to leave, leaving behind only a lonely and determined back, which stretched out in the moonlight, becoming the most unforgettable scenery of this night.

This sudden change not only changed one person's destiny, but also planted the seeds of hope and courage in everyone's hearts, bringing a glimmer of warm light to this seemingly cold palace.