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

When Xie Chaochao first stepped into the prosperous capital, it was as if she had stepped into a painting that had been in her dream for thousands of years. On both sides of the streets, a wide variety of goods came into view, from delicate porcelain to glittering pearls and jade, each of which exuded an alluring light, making people dazzled. She strolled among the bustling crowd, with curiosity and amazement flashing in her eyes. From time to time, she stopped and gently touched those items that seemed to tell stories, and her heart was filled with inexplicable joy.

However, this joy was as easy to dissipate as morning mist. Whenever her thoughts drifted to the almighty emperor, her mood would be involuntarily shrouded in a layer of haze. The majesty and distance of imperial power were like an invisible wall that separated her from that world, making her sigh that she was as small as dust. All her love and yearning seemed so pale and powerless under the shadow of imperial power.

At this moment, a gentle and firm voice penetrated her thoughts: "Chao Chao, don't let those unattainable thoughts restrain your smile." Chu Heng, the man who always appeared when she needed him most, walked gently to her side, his eyes full of understanding and care. He reached out and gently held Xie Chao Chao's slightly cold hand, trying to warm the chill in her heart with his own warmth.

"Remember, no matter where you are, you are the unique Xie Chaochao, and your happiness should not be determined by anyone or anything." Chu Heng's words were like spring rain, quietly moistening Xie Chaochao's dry heart. He took her to a quiet alley, where there was no majestic palace, but a bit more of the atmosphere of worldly life. The two sat side by side on the stone steps, looking at the sunset gradually sinking in the sky, with unprecedented tranquility and relief in their hearts.

At this moment, Xie Chaochao seemed to understand that even in this complex and ever-changing capital, as long as there is love and warmth in the heart, one can find her own little world. And Chu Heng is her most solid support and the most gentle comfort in this city where prosperity and loneliness are intertwined. She smiled slightly, and her eyes were rejuvenated, which was the expectation for the future and the love for life.

Under the gentle afterglow of the setting sun, Xie Chaochao opened her red lips and gave a grateful smile to the young man named Chu Heng beside her, and whispered the word "thank you". Although her voice was weak, it was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, rippling layers of delicate ripples. Seeing this, Chu Heng's eyes flashed with a touch of imperceptible tenderness and heartache. He knew that this frail girl had an endless yearning and desire for the outside world in her heart.

The wooden window of the inn was half-closed, and a ray of slanting sunlight penetrated the gap and sprinkled on Xie Chaochao's pale cheeks, adding a bit of soft brilliance to her. She sat by the window, looking across the bustling streets, looking in the distant and lively direction, where the annual lion dance conference was about to be held, the sound of gongs and drums could be faintly heard, and it was very lively. Her eyes flashed with a light of expectation and helplessness, as if she could penetrate this small space and witness the spectacular scene of dragons and tigers leaping and lions dancing.

"I want to go out and see, too. The lion dance event must be very lively, with loud gongs and drums, and the lions jumping and rolling in the cheers of the people. Every movement is full of power and vitality." Xie Chaochao secretly fantasized in her heart. Although her voice was soft, it revealed her deep desire for freedom. She gently stroked the window frame, and the coolness from her fingertips seemed to tell of her inner loneliness and yearning.

Chu Heng heard this, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He knew that Xie Chaochao's body did not allow her to attend such a grand event in person, but he did not want to see her disappointed eyes. So, he gently stood up, walked to Xie Chaochao's side, and said gently: "Chaochao, although you can't go in person, I can bring you every wonderful moment of the lion dance conference. I will use my eyes to record every leaping lion, every thunderous gong and drum, and then come back and tell you vividly."

A hint of surprise flashed across Xie Chaochao's eyes, and then she blossomed into a brilliant smile, like the most brilliant flower in spring. She nodded gently, with trust and gratitude flashing in her eyes. "Thank you, Chu Heng. Your thoughts are more precious than seeing it with your own eyes."

So, Chu Heng, with Xie Chaochao's expectations and blessings, stepped out of the door of the inn and joined the surging and lively lion dance competition. Xie Chaochao, on the other hand, sat quietly in front of the window of the inn, her heart full of expectations and imagination, as if she had followed Chu Heng's footsteps, transcended the constraints of her body, and traveled in that world full of vitality and vigor.

Chu Heng stood in front of the window, his eyes penetrating through the gaps in the gauze curtains, looking out at the bustling streets outside, the noise of people, the bustle of life, as if the vitality of the entire city had gathered here, just to welcome the annual lion dance convention. He sighed softly, turned around and said to Xie Chaochao who was looking out the window expectantly, "Chaochao, look at the scene outside, the crowd is so surging, I'm afraid it's hard to move even a piece of clothing freely. If we go out now, I'm afraid both of us will be drowned in this bustle."

Xie Chaochao's eyes flashed with disappointment when she heard this, but her hope was soon rekindled by Chu Heng's next words. Chu Heng smiled, reached out and gently stroked her hair, and said gently: "But if you really want to see this grand spectacle with your own eyes, I have a good idea. Why don't we move upstairs, where the view is wide, not only can we avoid the crowds, but also can look down from a high place and take in the spectacular scene of the entire lion dance convention."

Xie Chaochao's eyes lit up instantly, like the brightest stars in the night sky. She excitedly pulled Chu Heng's sleeve and asked anxiously, "Really? Then let's go quickly!"

The two smiled at each other, turned around in tacit understanding, walked briskly through the carved wooden door, and stepped onto the wooden stairs leading upstairs. Each step seemed to be a light melody, in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle outside. The stairwell was filled with their light footsteps and occasional laughter, adding a bit of warmth and anticipation to the upcoming viewing journey.

Finally, they came to the room upstairs, opened the window, and a fresh air mixed with the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums from afar hit them, which made people feel refreshed. Standing here, the whole grand spectacle of the lion dance conference was in full view. In the streets and alleys, colorful lions were controlled by dancers, sometimes rolling and jumping, sometimes shaking their heads and tails, and their movements were flexible and powerful, attracting cheers. The sun shone on the lion's golden fur, flashing a dazzling light, which complemented the smiles on the faces of the people around, forming a vivid and harmonious picture.