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

Within the red walls of the Forbidden City, an unprecedented revolution was quietly brewing, and the air was filled with a suppressed yet exciting atmosphere. The blood-red sunset cast an ominous red glow on the magnificent palace, heralding the end of the old era and the beginning of a new era.

As the order for the overhaul of the palace resounded through the sky, teams of well-trained guards shuttled through the palace like ghosts. They moved swiftly and tacitly, "inviting" out one by one the old royal relatives who were still immersed in the nightmare of past glory, and gently but firmly bound their hands and feet with special ropes. There was no rudeness or violence, but it was enough to make everyone present feel the irresistible force of change.

At this tense and delicate moment, all eyes were focused on Chu Heng, the young and courageous prince, who stood tall and straight, with a look of calmness and wisdom beyond his years. Faced with this sudden change, he did not show any panic, but instead sought guidance from the old man beside him - his father - in an almost calm tone.

"Father, how should I deal with these people?" Chu Heng's voice was deep and powerful, and every word sounded like a well-thought-out decision. His eyes showed both an exploration of the unknown future and deep respect and reliance on his father.

Father, the once powerful emperor, now seemed unusually calm. The years had left deep marks on his face, but they also endowed him with a wisdom and calmness that transcended the mundane world. He sighed softly, his eyes penetrating the chaos in front of him, as if he saw a more distant future. "Heng'er, this matter concerns the rise and fall of our dynasty, and it cannot be decided by one person. Go ask Empress Xie Chaochao. Her wisdom and courage may point us in the right direction."

As soon as these words came out, there was a murmur and surprise all around. Xie Chaochao, the empress who rose to power with an iron fist in the neighboring country and was praised as a legend by countless people, her name is like a sharp sword, enough to cut through any obstacles and prejudices. Upon hearing this, Chu Heng's eyes flashed with an imperceptible light, which was a desire for unknown challenges and a determination to surpass himself. Chu Heng, the newly enthroned emperor, was wearing a dark purple robe embroidered with a dragon pattern. He walked hurriedly through the deep lights of the palace, but his heart seemed to be weighed down by a heavy burden. The purpose of his trip was to find the wise and unparalleled regent, Xie Chaochao, in order to get an answer to the thorny issue of how to deal with the old ministers.

When you step into Xie Chaochao's residence, you will smell the fragrance of ink and orchid, as if it can instantly wash away the troubles of the world. The flickering candlelight in the room reflects Xie Chaochao's gentle jade face. He is thinking with his brows lowered, playing with an exquisite jade ring in his hand, and his eyes are shining with a deep light.

"Chao Chao, I have something that I need you to decide immediately." Chu Heng's voice was low and firm, revealing an unquestionable imperial aura. He slowly walked to the table, looking directly at Xie Chao Chao, waiting for his response.

Xie Chaochao raised his head slightly, and his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts gently swept across Chu Heng's tightly furrowed brows. Then he sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty, is what you are worried about the affairs of the old ministers?"

Chu Heng nodded, his brows unable to hide his worry: "That's right. Although they have lost their power, their influence still remains. If they are not handled properly, there may be chaos."

Xie Chaochao pondered for a moment after hearing this, then turned to look at the bright moon half covered by dark clouds outside the window, as if looking for some kind of revelation. Finally, he slowly said: "This matter concerns the stability of the country, and it cannot be taken lightly. How about..." At this point, he suddenly paused, turned to the door and called out: "Uncle Long, please come in and talk."

Outside the door, a burly old man with white hair and beard came in. It was the old guard captain Long Bo in the palace. He walked steadily and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world.

"Uncle Long, how do you think we should deal with those people from the old dynasty?" Chu Heng asked directly, his tone revealing a majesty that could not be refused.

Hearing this, Long Bo's eyes flashed with determination. He said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I think we should make a decisive decision to avoid raising a tiger to cause trouble. There are many people in the old dynasty who have different intentions. If we don't get rid of them, they may become trouble in the future. Just kill them to prevent future troubles!"

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into a dead silence. Chu Heng frowned, as if he was weighing the pros and cons of this decision; Xie Chaochao had a complicated expression, as he knew the heaviness and helplessness behind this decision.

However, in this tense atmosphere, Chu Heng suddenly spoke, his voice full of determination and firmness: "Okay! Let's follow Long Bo's words. But I want to personally preside over this matter to ensure that it is foolproof. At the same time, I also want to let the people of the world see that I am not killing innocent people indiscriminately, but only eliminating traitors to calm the people's hearts."

Before he finished speaking, he had already walked out with big strides, leaving Xie Chaochao and Long Bo smiling at each other, with both admiration for Chu Heng's determination and a faint worry about the unknown challenges in the future. The night was still deep, as if silently witnessing this decision that was about to change the court. Xie Chaochao stood in a corner of the side hall, her clothes swaying gently in the wind, and a strange light flashing in her eyes. Her words were light but firm, like a ray of unyielding fire in the cold night, penetrating the silence and depression around her.

"No," she spoke slowly, each word sounding as if it had been carefully considered and spoken with great force, "If we keep this person, he will be of great use." Her eyes penetrated the heavy curtains, as if she had foreseen a turning point in the changing future.

The emperor spent countless efforts and went through many years to carefully train this person. The hardships and expectations in the process were not known to others. Xie Chaochao knew that this was not just a simple training, but also a silent power layout under the imperial power. Every effort contained a profound consideration for the future.

"After all," she continued, her voice filled with a gentle yet unquestionable power, "The Emperor has a keen eye for talent, so how could he give up so easily? This person must have untapped potential, or a secret weapon that can change the situation."

The palace servants around held their breath and concentrated their attention upon hearing this, not daring to slack off in the slightest. They knew that although Xie Chaochao was not of royal blood, she had won a pivotal position in the palace with her extraordinary wisdom and courage. Every word she said could be the key to influencing the fate of the empire.

The moonlight shines through the window lattice and falls on her resolute face, adding a bit of sacred and inviolable temperament to her. Xie Chaochao's eyes are deep, as if he can see through the deepest secrets of people's hearts, and seem to be able to foresee the magnificent future.

"Let's wait patiently," she said softly, but every word was weighty. "When the time is right, this person will become the sharpest sword in the emperor's hand, pointing directly at the enemies hiding in the dark, and protecting the peace and prosperity of this land."