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

Under the blood-red afterglow of the setting sun, a corner of the imperial city seemed particularly lonely and heavy, and the air was filled with an indescribable depression. Xie Chaochao, the empress of the new dynasty, who was famous for her wisdom and courage, stood on a high platform in a gorgeous dress embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and swept her deep and complex eyes over the people kneeling below. At her feet were the once invincible forces of the old emperor, including the empress who was once the mother of the country, who was also trembling at this moment, with a light of disbelief and despair in her eyes.

The queen looked up, trying to find the answer from Xie Chaochao's eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, but she only saw endless depth and a trace of barely perceptible compassion. She asked in a trembling voice: "Why... why did you let us go? This... this is not in line with common sense." In her words, there was both astonishment at the miracle of survival and questioning of the cruel reality of power change.

Xie Chaochao sighed softly. Although his voice was light, it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer: "Empress, the game of power has never ended with hatred and revenge. Although I am the new emperor, I know that the wheel of history rolls forward and should not be driven by personal grudges and hatred. The old emperor is gone, and what should be left behind is reflection and reconstruction, not an endless cycle of killing and hatred."

She walked down the platform slowly, each step seemed so firm and powerful, as if she was announcing to everyone the arrival of a new era. Walking in front of the queen, Xie Chaochao stretched out her hand and gently helped up the former noble woman, with unprecedented tenderness and determination in her eyes: "You and the people of the old emperor are all part of this world, and you deserve forgiveness and a chance to be reborn. I, Xie Chaochao, am willing to accept the past with a broad mind and create the future together."

The crowd around, including the generals and ministers who had sworn to be loyal to the old emperor, were all shocked by Xie Chaochao's broad mind and magnanimity at this moment. Some bowed their heads in thought, while others had tears in their eyes, with complex emotions surging in their hearts. The queen was even more tearful and choked up, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty... Your kindness will be recorded in history forever."

In the dim twilight, Xie Chaochao's voice was like a ray of sunshine that penetrated the heavy haze, warm and firm, echoing in the empty hall. Her eyes flashed with an unyielding light, as if they could illuminate the deepest darkness in the world and light the lamp of hope for those desperate souls.

"Listen to me," she began slowly. Although her voice was soft, it contained a force that could not be ignored. "In this turbulent time, we are standing together at a turning point in history. The old dynasty has become a thing of the past. The monarch who once sat on the throne and held the power of life and death has turned into a pile of dust. His will can no longer bind our fate."

Every word of Xie Chaochao is like a carefully carved necklace, gently falling into everyone's heart and stirring up ripples. "Please remember that in this vast land, every life is a unique miracle in the universe, carrying the expectations of their parents and infinite possibilities for the future. They, those who once trembled and struggled in fear under the old system, were not born guilty, nor were they pawns of others who could be manipulated and sacrificed at will."

Her words were like a gentle spring breeze, gradually dispelling the haze that surrounded people's hearts. She continued: "We should look at this world with a more tolerant and compassionate heart, and embrace every soul that desires to survive. They are innocent, as pure and flawless as newborn babies, and their lives should not be shackled by past hatred and prejudice."

As Xie Chaochao spoke, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became warm and full of vitality. People began to whisper to each other, with unprecedented light flashing in their eyes, which was the desire for a new life, the yearning for freedom and equality.

"Let us join hands to create a new world without oppression and fear." Xie Chaochao's voice was passionate and inspiring. "Let everyone, regardless of their status or origin, breathe freely on this land and bravely pursue their dreams. Because, on the scale of life, each of us has the same weight, and we all deserve the opportunity to live and write our own glorious chapter!"

In the magnificent court, Xie Chaochao's judgment, full of benevolence and wisdom, slowly fell, like the most gentle warm sunshine in spring, instantly dispelling the tension and chill in the air. All officials showed respect on their faces, secretly admiring the extraordinary bearing and mind of this empress. Every decision she made was like a drizzle that moistened everything, silently nourishing this ancient land and filling the hearts of her subjects with hope and longing for the future.

When the court was dismissed, the sound of drums and music symbolized the successful conclusion of a day's government affairs, and also foreshadowed the quiet beginning of another story. In the eyes of the ministers, who were either in awe or admiration, Xie Chaochao, dressed in a gorgeous dragon robe, slowly walked down the high steps. Every step seemed so calm, as if the changes in the world could not shake her in the slightest.

At this moment, a minister in official uniform and handsome suddenly stepped out of the crowd. His eyes flashed with an indescribable light, as if he had something urgent to report. He quickly came to Xie Chaochao's side, bowed respectfully, and then lowered his voice and said in a cautious and slightly joking tone: "Your Majesty is wise, I dare to ask, although there are many beauties in your mansion, if you can add two more handsome men to match your wisdom and bravery, wouldn't it be the icing on the cake?"

As soon as these words came out, the air around them seemed to stagnate. Everyone had different expressions, some were curious, some were surprised, and some were a little bit amused. When Xie Chaochao heard this, she couldn't help but smile lightly. In that smile, she was tolerant of the ministers' mischievous thoughts, but also had a little bit of hidden meaning. She shook her head gently, with a bit of tenderness and firmness in her tone: "My heart is for the world, and it cannot be bound by love. If you can serve the people wholeheartedly and work together for national affairs, that is what I want in my heart."

After that, Xie Chaochao walked forward again, leaving the civil and military officials in the court looking at each other in bewilderment, but their admiration for the empress increased a little more. The minister smiled awkwardly, secretly admiring his majesty, who not only had a broad mind, but also a transcendent state. He could not help but secretly vowed in his heart that he must be more diligent to repay the emperor's grace.

This scene, like the climax of a drama, not only demonstrated Xie Chaochao's extraordinary charm as an empress, but also made everyone present deeply feel her deep affection for the country and her lofty spirit of transcending personal desires and taking the world as her own responsibility.