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

Xie Chaochao was alone, leaning on a soft brocade couch. The gorgeous surroundings seemed incompatible with her mood at the moment. Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, gently falling on the carved window lattice, but it failed to soothe the waves in her heart. Her eyes, which were usually bright and shining, were now covered with a layer of faint sadness and irritability.

Recalling the words that the servants had spread privately, they were like countless fine needles that silently pierced her heart. Those whispers about the ups and downs of the court and the secrets of the palace, each sentence seemed to remind her that even as the queen, she could not completely escape the undercurrents in this vortex of power. Especially the news that the emperor had frequently summoned a new concubine recently, it was like a huge rock, weighing heavily on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Xie Chaochao turned over irritably, and the quilt slid down gently with her movements, revealing her delicate collarbone and delicate skin, which added a bit of fragility and beauty under the weak candlelight. However, no one appreciated this beauty at the moment, and her heart was filled with endless worries and uneasiness. She tried to calm her inner waves with deep breaths, but every breath she took seemed to remind herself that those rumors were like invisible shackles, binding her step by step in this cold palace.

She sat up again, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her fingertips slightly white due to the force. In the bedroom, the candlelight flickered, reflecting her furrowed brows and unwilling eyes. Xie Chaochao knew that she could not continue to sit there and wait for death. She had to take action to defend her position, and to protect the love that she once thought was indestructible.

So, she stood up resolutely, her long skirt dragging on the ground, making a slight sound, which was particularly clear in the silent night. Her eyes passed through the layers of beaded curtains and looked at the distant and blurry palace gate. She had already made up her mind. She wanted everyone to know that the position of queen was not something that could be easily shaken by others; and she, Xie Chaochao, was not a chess piece that could be manipulated by others.

That night, the lights in the Queen's bedroom were on all night long, and Xie Chaochao's heart was like the lights, burning with indomitable spirit and determination.

After a sleepless night, the morning light had already quietly retreated, and the warm afternoon sun was too lazy to penetrate the clouds. Empress Xie Chaochao slowly opened her eyes from the edge of heavy dreams and reality. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings to fly, but with a hint of imperceptible fatigue and helplessness. In the palace, the air seemed to solidify, revealing a biting chill, and even the delicate carved window lattices seemed to tremble slightly in the cold wind, making a subtle and resentful sound.

At this time, a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps broke the silence, and a maid dressed in light green palace clothes, with a pale face and slightly messy hair from running, rushed into the queen's bedroom. Her eyes were full of anxiety and panic, as if there was something extremely urgent to report.

"Empress, something bad has happened! Something terrible has happened!" The maidservant's voice was tearful and she shouted almost as she entered the room. She clenched her fists and kept twisting the corners of her clothes, revealing her extreme inner anxiety.

Xie Chaochao barely supported himself and looked at the maid with his slightly tired but still bright eyes. Although his voice was weak, it carried unquestionable majesty: "Why are you so panicked? Tell me slowly."

The maid took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but her voice was still trembling: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the border. The enemy has suddenly launched a large-scale invasion. The border is in danger! The emperor has summoned the ministers to discuss countermeasures and has specially ordered me to come and inform your Majesty. Please make a decision quickly."

Hearing this, Xie Chaochao's face instantly became solemn, and a trace of determination and resoluteness flashed in her eyes. She knew very well that as the queen, she not only represented herself at this moment, but also the spiritual pillar of the entire country. Although she had not slept all night and was physically exhausted, in the face of national crisis, she must cheer up and fight side by side with the emperor to overcome the difficulties together.

"I understand. You go back first and prepare hot water and clothes. I need to change clothes immediately and go to the imperial study." Although Xie Chaochao's voice was soft, it revealed unquestionable strength, like a warm current that instantly dispelled the chill in the hall and ignited the light of hope in the maid's eyes.

On that sunny but turbulent spring afternoon, in the bedroom of Empress Xie Chaochao, a veil swayed gently in the wind, reflecting the softness and tranquility of the room. A maid with a pretty face and anxious eyes ran to Xie Chaochao, knelt on her knees, and her voice trembled slightly: "Empress, please have mercy and save those servants who used to work in this palace but are now in trouble!"

Hearing this, Xie Chaochao paused for a moment with the cup in her hand, and withdrew her gaze from the gorgeous sea of ​​flowers outside the window, and turned to look at the maid in front of her tenderly and deeply. Her voice was like the warmest spring breeze, gentle yet powerful: "Stand up and talk, tell me slowly, what happened?"

The maid stood up, her eyes slightly red, her voice choked with gratitude: "Your Highness, you don't know that since you entered the palace, although you are the queen, you have always maintained a compassionate heart and been kind and generous to the servants. However, in recent days, those servants who once served you and were later transferred or demoted for various reasons have suddenly encountered a series of injustices. Some were punished innocently, and some could not make a living and were in a miserable situation. After asking around, I learned that all this was actually... It turned out that the emperor Chu Heng secretly ordered the punishment of those who had been disrespectful to you in order to vent his anger for you, but he did not expect that many innocent people would be affected."

Xie Chaochao frowned upon hearing this, and an indescribable complex emotion flashed in her eyes. She slowly stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the sky in the distance, which seemed to be worried about her. She felt mixed emotions. Chu Heng, the emperor with all the power in the world, was willing to use his imperial power for her. This deep affection touched her, but at the same time made her deeply worried - the abuse of power often brings unpredictable consequences.

"If this is true, I don't want to see it either. Chu Heng... although he has good intentions, he shouldn't sacrifice innocent people." Xie Chaochao's voice was low and firm. She turned around, her eyes were like torches, as if she had made up her mind. "Quickly gather a few confidants. We must find out the truth as soon as possible and never let innocent people continue to suffer. At the same time, prepare pen and ink. I want to write a letter myself to the emperor, asking him to revoke his order and rule the country with benevolence and virtue, so that it can last for a long time."