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

Under the blood-red afterglow of the setting sun, the palace walls were deep and shadows were mottled, and Xie Chaochao's figure seemed particularly lonely and resolute. Her eyes passed through the palace gates and fell impartially on the team of imperial guards wearing gorgeous armor and walking steadily. Those were the emperor's most elite guards, who were slowly approaching at this moment, and the air was filled with a kind of depression and tension that was about to come.

Xie Chaochao's lips curled up into a cold smile, which showed both mockery of the fickleness of fate and fearlessness of the coming storm. She said something softly, and although her voice was soft, it was like ice cracking stone, penetrating the hearts of everyone present: "You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you. I, Xie Chaochao, have never been a coward."

As soon as the words fell, the air around him seemed to freeze, even the wind stopped. At this critical moment, a burst of rapid and powerful horse hoof sounds came from far away, breaking the dead silence. Two figures flashed across the palace wall like lightning. One was riding a black horse, looking heroic, and it was the young hero Chu Heng; the other was Long Bo, who had white hair and beard but was energetic. He held an ancient long sword, and his eyes flashed with majesty that should not be underestimated.

"Stop!" Chu Heng shouted angrily, resounding through the sky like thunder. He rode his horse and stood firmly between Xie Chaochao and the imperial guards. Long Bo followed closely behind him, with steady steps. Every step seemed to leave a deep mark on the ground, showing his deep inner strength and extraordinary martial arts skills.

"Who dares to touch her!" Chu Heng's eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned the surrounding imperial guards. The domineering aura emanating from his bones made even the well-trained soldiers feel afraid and they involuntarily took a few steps back.

Long Bo walked forward slowly, his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts swept over Xie Chaochao, full of complicated emotions. He sighed softly and said to the leader of the Imperial Guards: "This girl and I have a history. Listen to me and make a decision later."

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense, but it also fell into a delicate balance due to this sudden change. Xie Chaochao looked at the two saviors who suddenly appeared in front of her, and an indescribable gratitude and complexity surged in her heart. She knew that the rescue at this moment was not only the saving of her life, but also a recognition and respect for her beliefs and persistence.

As Long Bo talked in low voices with the leader of the Royal Guards, the tense atmosphere gradually eased, but everyone knew in their hearts that the storm was far from over.

The night was like a thick piece of silk, quietly descending upon the imperial city where prosperity and conspiracy intertwined. The thin moonlight could hardly penetrate the dense layers of dark clouds, as if even the sky had changed color, foreboding a storm that was about to unfold.

Chu Heng, his black robe fluttering in the wind, his eyes flashing with unyielding and resolute light, the long sword in his hand is like lightning in the cold night, every swing is accompanied by the figure of the enemy falling. Long Bo, this burly old man with long hair and beard, holding a huge axe, his steps are steady and powerful, every step he takes seems to be able to crack the earth, and wherever he passes, there is only a mess and desperate wails.

The guards of the imperial city, these warriors who usually claim to be the shield of the emperor, now seem so vulnerable under the joint efforts of Chu Heng and Long Bo. The sword lights and axe shadows intertwined into a web of death, crushing all the forces that dared to block their way. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which intertwined with the night wind, forming a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Back off! Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!" Chu Heng's voice was as cold as ice, penetrating the night and striking people's hearts. There was no hesitation in his eyes, only his persistence in justice and his anger at the tyranny of the imperial power.

Faced with this almost unstoppable offensive, the remaining guards looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, a general who seemed to be the leader trembled and knelt on the ground, with despair in his voice: "Sir... please spare my life. I am willing to lead you to see the emperor."

Chu Heng nodded slightly, and the tip of his sword tapped the ground, making a crisp sound, which was a declaration of victory and a preview of unknown challenges in the future. Long Bo growled in his deep voice, as if he recognized this decision and was confident in his own strength.

So, led by the general, the group passed through the intricate palaces and towers. Every step seemed extremely heavy, because they knew that what was waiting for them was not only an audience with the emperor, but also an ultimate showdown between life and death, justice and evil.

As night fell, the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City sparkled with a cold and mysterious glow under the caress of the moonlight. Inside the palace walls, the atmosphere was so heavy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out. Xie Chaochao stood in a corner of the Imperial Garden, her figure was thin, but she exuded a determination that could not be ignored. In her eyes, there was fear of the unknown, as well as deep affection and worry for her best friend, because a shocking news exploded in her ears like thunder - the emperor wanted to get rid of Chu Heng and Long Bo as soon as possible.

"No, I can't let this happen!" Xie Chaochao's voice was soft, but it was full of unquestionable strength. She shook her head tightly, her hair fluttering gently in the night wind, just like her chaotic mood at the moment. Chu Heng, the wise and brave general, had protected her from danger countless times; Long Bo was her childhood memory, kind and deep, like her second father. How could they be so easily drawn into the vortex of power and become victims?

Chu Heng and Long Bo looked at each other, a hint of tenderness and determination flashed in their eyes. They slowly approached Xie Chaochao, and Chu Heng spoke first, his voice gentle and powerful: "Chaochao, don't worry, we two are not the kind of people who give up easily. Although the emperor's order is difficult to disobey, we will definitely win with wisdom and come back to see you alive." His words showed both confidence in the future and a deep commitment to Xie Chaochao.

Long Bo gently patted Xie Chaochao's shoulder. Although his palm was covered with traces of time, it was still warm and powerful. "Child, life is full of storms. But remember, as long as there is light in your heart, you will not be afraid of darkness. We will return safely with your blessings." Long Bo's words, like spring rain, gradually soothed Xie Chaochao's anxiety and uneasiness.

The night wind was getting colder, and the three of them stood under the moonlight, like a moving painting. Xie Chaochao looked at the two indispensable people in front of her, and an unprecedented strength surged in her heart. She took a deep breath, with determination and trust in her eyes: "Okay, I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes, I will wait. You must come back alive, and we will enjoy the spring, summer, autumn and winter of the Forbidden City together."