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

"Humph, the ignorant are fearless." Mrs. Chu murmured softly. Xie Chaochao's voice sounded particularly urgent and firm in the swaying carriage. He held Mrs. Chu's hand tightly, his eyes flashing with an unquestionable light, and said in a low but powerful voice: "Madam, this place is extremely dangerous, you must not act rashly, please stay in the car, safety is the top priority." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Chu's eyes flashed with a trace of worry, but she was quickly comforted by Xie Chaochao's undeniable tenderness. She nodded gently and gave her trust to him.

Outside the carriage, the sound of the wind mixed with rough shouts. A group of masked bandits emerged from the darkness like ghosts and surrounded the carriage. The light and shadow of the torches danced on their faces, reflecting greedy and ferocious faces. Xie Chaochao stepped forward and stood in front of the carriage. His posture was upright, like an insurmountable mountain. He shouted loudly: "My dear men, we have a lot of inconvenience in our journey here. You can take all the gold, silver and jewelry in the carriage. I hope you will be gracious and don't hurt the harmony!"

However, what he got in response was a loud and arrogant laugh, which was mixed with disdain and greed. "Gold, silver and jewelry? Of course we want them, but brothers, we haven't seen meat for a long time in this wilderness, so let's take the women in this carriage as well!" Before the bandit leader finished speaking, he swung the big knife in his hand and pointed it directly at the carriage. A bloody conflict seemed inevitable.

At this critical moment, Xie Chaochao's guards rushed out like cheetahs. They were dressed in night clothes, and their movements were agile and tacit. They instantly tangled with the bandits. Swords gleamed like weaving, knives flew, and the air was filled with a strong sense of blood and indomitable will. Although Xie Chaochao did not directly participate in the battle, his eyes were always fixed on the battle situation, looking for the best time to intervene. He had only one thought in his mind: to protect Mrs. Chu, absolutely.

Under the moonlight, this sudden battle seemed both cruel and beautiful. Every collision of weapons was accompanied by sparks, and every dodge tested the wisdom and courage of both sides. Although the bandits were numerous, they gradually showed signs of weakness in front of Xie Chaochao's carefully trained guards. At the critical moment, Xie Chaochao used a precise hidden weapon to hit the bandit leader's vital point, instantly turning the tide of the battle.

In the wilderness dyed golden and blood red by the setting sun, a group of ragged bandits armed with crude weapons quietly surrounded a seemingly ordinary caravan, like the shadow of the night falling early. However, there was an unknown edge hidden in this caravan.

The leading guard, with a body as straight as a pine tree and eyes as sharp as an eagle, was Chu Heng, a veteran general with superb martial arts. He was employed by the owner of the mysterious caravan to secretly guard an unknown secret and dignity. Facing the sudden threat, Chu Heng smiled faintly, with both contempt for the opponent and anticipation for the upcoming show.

With a low command, the guards under Chu Heng seemed to be awakened by an invisible force. They moved swiftly and tacitly, like a cheetah pouncing on its prey. In a few seconds, the bandits who were originally arrogant and domineering were subdued one by one, some kneeling on the ground, or curled up in fear. The air was filled with the smell of dust and sweat, and a barely perceptible trace of blood.

The bandit leader, a man with a face full of flesh and flickering eyes, was shaking on his knees, barely supporting himself. He looked up at the group of guards, his heart full of disbelief and deep fear. He knew that the people he met today were definitely not ordinary people, so he mustered up his courage and asked in a hoarse voice: "May I ask you, heroes, which god has descended to the earth to have such magical powers?"

At this time, a gorgeously decorated carriage slowly drove out of the caravan, the door opened slightly, and a woman in gorgeous palace dress and extraordinary temperament slowly stepped down. She had a beautiful face, and her eyebrows revealed an inviolable majesty. She was the empress of the current dynasty - Xie Chaochao. She was not moved by the scene in front of her, but just smiled faintly, her voice was cold but gentle: "I am the empress of the Great Zhou, Xie Chaochao. You bandits, quickly disperse, I can still spare your lives."

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence all around. The bandits looked at each other, their eyes full of shock and awe. They had never thought that they would have the honor to see the emperor, and they had never expected that this legendary empress would be so young and majestic. For a moment, fear and awe intertwined, so that they no longer dared to have the slightest thought of resistance.

Upon seeing this, Chu Heng and the guards knelt down and saluted, shouting, "Long live His Majesty!" The voice echoed in the wilderness. Xie Chaochao and Madam Chu looked particularly panicked under the dim palace lanterns. They walked hurriedly, and every step seemed to be stepped on their rapid heartbeats. The remaining fear on their faces was as hard to dissipate as the night.

The journey back to the palace was no longer the familiar and quiet corridor they had walked in the past, but a long and torturous journey through the unknown fog. The air around them seemed to freeze, and even breathing became cautious, for fear of disturbing the unknown threats lurking in the dark.

Finally, they stepped into the magnificent yet extremely cold palace. The moment the palace door slammed shut, it seemed like a barrier that isolated all dangers and fears, yet trapped the two of them tightly in the center of the vortex of power.

Madam Chu held Xie Chaochao's hand tightly. The warmth from her fingertips was her only comfort at the moment. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Her eyes, which were usually gentle as water, now flashed with determination and resoluteness. She knew that what she was going to say next would not only affect the safety of the two of them, but also the fate of the entire royal family.

"Chu Heng, we must see you immediately." Mrs. Chu's voice was soft, but it carried an unquestionable force. Chu Heng, the young emperor, was sitting at the table, his brows revealing an inviolable majesty, but when he looked up at the two of them, the concern and doubt in his eyes were instantly revealed.

"What happened?" Chu Heng's voice was low and powerful, as if it could penetrate the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

Xie Chaochao and Mrs. Chu looked at each other. There was no need for them to say much. The tacit understanding was enough to support them in facing the coming storm. So, Xie Chaochao slowly opened his mouth and unfolded the thrilling experience along the way like a scroll - from the unexpected discovery of secrets, to the sudden pursuit, to the escape between life and death, every detail was described vividly by him, making people feel as if they had personally experienced a thrilling adventure.