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

As the night fell, the sky was dotted with stars, and the moonlight gently sprinkled on the ancient city wall, adding a bit of mystery and uneasiness to the scene that was about to take place. Chu Heng and Long Bo, two experienced warriors, stood side by side under the city gate. Their figures were elongated under the dim lights, and they looked particularly resolute. Facing Xie Chaochao's worried eyes, they solemnly made a promise: "Chaochao, don't worry, we will definitely return alive, and let the wind and rain in this world not stop us from returning home."

After saying that, Chu Heng gently patted Long Bo's shoulder, and the two smiled at each other, with a smile that showed both indifference to unknown challenges and trust in each other's deep friendship. Then, they turned around and set foot on the road to an unknown and dangerous place, and every step seemed so firm and resolute.

However, Xie Chaochao's heart seemed to be tightly entangled by invisible threads, and the uneasiness surged like a tide, almost drowning her. She knew the emperor's ruthlessness and was even more worried that under the supreme authority, any promise might become fragile. So, when Chu Heng and Long Bo gradually disappeared into the depths of the night, an idea quietly took root in her heart - she couldn't just sit there and wait for death, she wanted to witness their safe return with her own eyes.

Xie Chaochao took a deep breath, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes. She turned quietly, avoiding the guards' sight, and like a clever cat, she tiptoed through the streets shrouded in the night. Her heartbeat accelerated with every step she took, as if she could hear the courage and determination running through her blood.

In the night, her figure appeared and disappeared, following Chu Heng and Long Bo silently like a ghost.

In the magnificent Forbidden City, the sun shines through the intricate glazed tiles, scattering on the dragon throne, reflecting the emperor's face twisted by anger. Today, the atmosphere in the court is extremely solemn, as if even the air is filled with the atmosphere of a sword being drawn. The emperor sits on the dragon throne, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring directly at the two people kneeling below - Chu Heng and Long Bo. Their figures appear particularly lonely and unyielding in the interweaving of light and shadow.

Chu Heng, dressed in plain clothes, could not hide his extraordinary temperament, and his eyes sparkled with wisdom and calmness; while Long Bo, with white hair and beard and a weathered face, had an aura of majesty without anger. The two stood side by side, facing the emperor's anger, not only did they not show any fear, but instead raised a meaningful smile at the corner of their mouths. This smile was undoubtedly a provocation to the imperial power in the eyes of others.

"Bold traitor!" The emperor's voice rang out like thunder, echoing in the empty hall and shaking people's minds. "When I see you, not only are you not afraid, but you are smiling. Do you think I dare not touch you?" After saying that, he slammed the armrest, as if he wanted to pour out his anger.

However, Chu Heng was not in a hurry. He stood up slowly, looked directly at the emperor, and said in a clear and firm voice: "Your Majesty, please calm down. The reason why we dare to do this is that we have no choice. Your Majesty, do you know that you have been poisoned and your life is in danger?" As soon as these words came out, the whole court was in an uproar. Everyone was shocked and looked at the emperor, only to see his face change slightly, obviously his heartstrings were touched.

"You...what did you say?" the emperor asked in a trembling voice, with shock and fear in his eyes.

Chu Heng smiled slightly, took out a crystal clear jade bottle from his arms, and shook it gently. Liquid seemed to flow in the bottle, emitting a faint fragrance. "This is a rare antidote in the world, and only I can prepare it. But if Your Majesty insists on taking our lives, this antidote will have to go with us to the underworld." His tone revealed an unquestionable determination, making everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

When the emperor heard this, his face instantly turned livid, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if there was a rage raging in his chest, but he couldn't vent it. He widened his eyes and stared at the jade bottle in Chu Heng's hand. What was contained in it was not only the antidote, but also the interweaving of hope and despair in his life.

"You... How dare you threaten me like this!" The emperor said this almost with gritted teeth, but his words revealed a bit of powerlessness and helplessness. He knew very well that his life at this moment was completely in Chu Heng's hands.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely tense, and everyone held their breath, afraid of missing any details. Chu Heng, like a wise man in control of the overall situation, stood there quietly, waiting for the emperor's decision.

On the top of the overcast imperial city, the emperor's figure seemed particularly lonely and heavy. His eyes penetrated through the palace walls, as if he could see through the cycle of life and death of all things in the world. Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the despair and indomitable spirit on the faces of Chu Heng and Long Bo. They were surrounded by heavy troops, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.

The emperor walked slowly, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heart, making the originally silent hall even more depressing. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, which was the absolute control of power and the subtle mercy deep in human nature. Finally, the emperor stopped and spoke in a low and powerful voice, penetrating every corner of the hall: "Chu Henglongbo, although you have committed a heinous crime, I think of all things in the world, and there is a law of cause and effect. The poison in my body was caused by you, but God has the virtue of loving life, and I am not a bloodthirsty person."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall, and even the well-trained guards could not help but show surprise. Chu Heng and Long Bo were even more shocked. They had never expected that at this critical moment, they would be forgiven by the emperor.

"I know you have the antidote in your hands. This is the only chance of survival I am giving you." The emperor's voice became more firm, as if he was announcing an irreversible decision. "As long as you hand over the antidote and cure my poison, I will pardon your crime and leave you a way out."

These words were like a spring breeze, instantly stirring up ripples in the hall. Chu Heng and Long Bo looked at each other, with both incredible surprise and uneasiness about the unknown fate in their eyes. They knew very well that this was not only a choice between life and death, but also a test of the brilliance of human nature.

"Your Majesty is wise!" Finally, Chu Henglong was the first to kneel down, his voice trembling and resolute, "We are willing to exchange the antidote for a glimmer of hope, and from now on, we will turn over a new leaf and swear not to commit the same crime again!"

As the antidote was slowly handed over, the atmosphere in the hall gradually eased, as if even the air had become fresher. The emperor also showed a barely perceptible smile on his face, which was an affirmation of the kindness of human nature and a comfort for his own generosity.