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

Chu Heng stood in the night, the breeze gently brushed across his resolute face, his heart was like a surging sea, difficult to calm down. The moonlight sprinkled between his tightly furrowed brows, adding a bit of worry and determination to him. He recalled Long Bo's deep and wise eyes. Although his words were simple, every word was as golden as gold, hitting the point directly: "Chu Heng, you must be careful when entering the palace this time. The emperor's mind is unpredictable. If he secretly sets up a trap to eliminate us in one fell swoop, the consequences will be disastrous."

This sentence was like ice piercing his bones, and Chu Heng's heart suddenly tightened. He knew very well that under the imperial power, everyone was a pawn, and if he was not careful, he would be doomed. But he thought again, he and his companions had been planning for many years for the welfare of the people of the world, how could he retreat because of a danger?

He took a deep breath, and with a sharp gaze, he looked towards the dimly lit palace in the distance. It was the pinnacle of power, but also the dangerous place they were about to step into. Chu Heng felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart. He slowly raised his hand, gently patted his brothers who also looked solemn, and said in a low and firm voice: "Long Bo is right. We must be on guard. But remember, we are carrying the hope and future of thousands of people on our shoulders. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, we must be unstoppable like a sharp sword out of its sheath!"

After saying that, he turned around and glanced at each of his companions, only to see the same light flashing in their eyes - that was the desire for victory and the fearlessness of unknown challenges. Chu Heng knew that at this moment, they were not only comrades who shared life and death, but also indispensable pillars in each other's lives.

Following a low command, everyone quietly dispersed, each following a pre-planned route, and approached the palace silently. In the night, their figures were like ghosts, shuttling between the palace walls, and every step was extremely cautious, for fear of disturbing the sleeping beast.

Chu Heng, alone, embarked on the most dangerous road to Huanglong. As light as a swallow, he took advantage of the cover of night to avoid patrolling guards, silently reciting the memories of the layout of the palace, calculating every step accurately. He knew that he was getting closer and closer to the palace that decided his fate.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind broke the silence of the night. Chu Heng's heart was alarmed, and he immediately stretched out his body and hid in the shadows on the side. He saw several assassins in black rushing out from the darkness, obviously coming towards them. Chu Heng sneered in his heart, this might be the first test set by the emperor. He quickly drew the long sword at his waist, the sword light was like a dragon, and he instantly entangled with the assassins.

Amidst the flashes of swords and sabers, Chu Heng's figure was flexible and varied, and every strike of his sword was just right, sharp and accurate. He knew that every battle was a test of will and skill, and only by going all out could he gain a glimmer of hope for himself and his companions in this crisis-ridden palace.

Quietly covering the bustling streets, the stars are hidden behind the thick clouds, as if even the sky is holding its breath, waiting for an unknown change. Chu Heng, a knight with a secret mission, stood in the shadow of an ancient teahouse, his eyes like torches, penetrating the night, quietly observing every subtle movement on the street. Although his heart was turbulent, his face was calm, and he chose the safest strategy - to wait and see.

However, fate always seems to strike when people least expect it. At this moment of silence, a bright figure suddenly entered his sight, like a firefly in the dark night, illuminating everything around. It was Xie Chaochao, a woman with stunning beauty and extraordinary background. Her appearance instantly broke the tranquility of the night and also stirred up Chu Heng's originally calm heart.

Chu Heng's heart tightened, and then he felt an indescribable impulse, wanting to step forward immediately and protect her under his wings. But reason was like a cold chain, tightly restraining his steps. He knew very well that this was not just a simple reunion, but a complex chess game involving life and death and the undercurrents of the court.

Just as he was hesitating, a low and alert voice came from beside him. It was Long Bo, an old servant who had followed Chu Heng for many years and had experienced many hardships. "Sir, if you show up now, what should you do if the emperor's men are around?" Long Bo's words were filled with worry and warning, and every word was heavy, hitting Chu Heng's heart.

Chu Heng heard this, and a complicated expression flashed across his brows. He knew very well that under the imperial power, the emperor's family was the most ruthless, and any disturbance could lead to a fatal disaster. But looking at the lonely figure in the distance, his heart softened uncontrollably. In the end, he made a decision, a choice that combined courage and wisdom.

"Uncle Long, prepare the carriage. We will take a detour." Chu Heng's voice was low and firm, revealing his unquestionable determination. "At the same time, send secret guards to monitor the surroundings to ensure that nothing is missed. Today, I not only want to take Chao Chao away safely, but also let those spies hiding in the dark know our determination and strength."

Xie Chaochao's footsteps were light and cautious in the deep palace. Every step seemed to be on the clouds, but in fact it was a hint of caution. The thin moonlight shone through the complicated window lattices, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of loneliness and mystery to her thin figure. Her bright eyes kept patrolling around, as if they could penetrate the night and capture any unusual breath.

There was an imperceptible tension in the air, like the calm before the storm, which made people tense up involuntarily. Xie Chaochao's intuition told her that there was a pair of invisible eyes hidden in the deep palace, silently watching her every move, like a falcon staring at its prey, coldly and accurately.

She thought to herself that this feeling of being watched was no accident. In the center of the vortex of power struggle, any slight movement could become the target of others' attack. And who else could be so free to arrange spies in this heavily guarded palace except the supreme emperor?

Thinking of this, Xie Chaochao's mouth curled up into a bitter smile. She knew very well that she was just a chess piece in this huge chess game, and she had to take every step carefully. If she was not careful, she would be doomed. But even so, she was unwilling to easily succumb to the fate. The stubbornness and tenacity in her bones allowed her to shine brightly even in the darkness.

The night breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness, and also seemed to take away some of the uneasiness. Xie Chaozhao took a deep breath and calmed himself down.