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

She recalled everything in the palace, the laughter and tears, the power and struggle, and now all of them have turned into the tranquility and peace before her. She knew that she had made the right choice, and although the road ahead was unknown, she was ready to face all challenges.

In the following days, Xie Chaochao chanted scriptures, meditated, and worked with the monks every day, experiencing an unprecedented simplicity and purity. She learned to let go, to be tolerant, and to cherish everything in front of her. And this temple seemed to have become a safe haven for her soul, allowing her to find a piece of pure land that belonged to her in the troubled world.

This experience was undoubtedly a baptism of the soul and a rebirth of life for Xie Chaochao. And all this began when she bravely walked out of the palace and walked towards the temple full of mystery and hope.

In that ancient and solemn temple, Empress Xie Chaochao was dressed in plain clothes, with her hair tied up lightly, revealing an otherworldly tranquility between her brows. She voluntarily gave up the prosperity and power in the palace and chose to stay in this quiet place, accompanied by green lamps and ancient Buddhas every day, eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name, in order to seek spiritual liberation and purification. The disputes and noises in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with her. She only wanted to find inner peace and tranquility in this small space.

However, even in this seemingly undemanding life, Xie Chaochao still had a soft spot in her heart that was hard to give up completely. Whenever it was late at night, or when the morning bells and evening drums rang, her thoughts would involuntarily drift to the distance, where her two newly born children - a pair of tender lives, were lying in the deep palace of the imperial palace, perhaps nestling in the arms of their wet nurse, sleeping peacefully.

An indescribable complex emotion surged in her heart, which was the concern and reluctance that was unique to a mother. She closed her eyes, as if she could travel through the barriers of time and space, see the children's tender faces, hear their subtle breathing, and feel the warmth of their little hands waving gently. These warm pictures were like warm sunshine, penetrating the haze in her heart, but also made her more deeply aware that although she was in the temple, her heart was always closely connected with the children.

Sometimes, she would pray silently in front of the Buddha, hoping that the Buddha would bless her children to grow up healthily, be smart, and become responsible and wise people in the future. Her lips moved gently, and every word was full of piety and love, as if she wanted to blend all her thoughts and blessings into the rising incense, which would drift to every corner of the palace with the wind.

In such days, Xie Chaochao learned to find strength in loneliness and experience the true meaning of life in tranquility. She knew that although she could not be with the children in person, her love and blessings would be like an invisible bond, forever connecting them closely. And every brick and tile of this temple is engraved with her deep longing for the children and endless expectations, waiting for the day when fate brings them together again, so that they can greet each other in the best manner.

Although such a life is full of challenges and difficulties, it also allows her to find her own peace and strength in the practice of the soul. Xie Chaochao's story is like a distant Zen poem, flowing quietly in the long river of time, inspiring everyone who hears it to pursue the sincere emotions and meaning of life that transcend the secular world and the self.

In the deep mountains surrounded by clouds and mist and towering ancient trees, there is an ancient temple with a long history. Its simple bricks and tiles and the traces of time interweave a picture of tranquility and far-reaching. The melodious sound of the temple bell seems to cleanse the dust in people's hearts and lead those who are lost to find inner peace.

The scenery is beautiful and breathtaking. In this vast expanse of heaven and earth, nature has painted a series of stunning paintings with its unparalleled magic.

The blue sky is as crystal clear as a washed gemstone, with a few white clouds wandering leisurely in it, as if they are the most leisurely painters of nature, freely expressing their inspiration. The sunlight penetrates the clouds, pouring down like a golden waterfall, sprinkling on the earth, coating every inch of land with a layer of dazzling golden light.

In the distance, the mountains are majestic, one after another, and the mountains are undulating, like a winding dragon. The top of the mountain is covered with snow, shining silver, as if it is the purest gift of nature, shining with holy light. At the foot of the mountain, the forest is lush and green, and various trees are growing, with luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun, covering the earth with a green dress.

The mountain streams are gurgling, clear and transparent, and the sound of the water is like the sound of nature, cleansing people's hearts. In the streams, fish swim happily, jumping out of the water or diving into the water, splashing ripples, adding a bit of vitality and vigor to this quiet valley.

The air is filled with the fragrance of soil and flowers, a fresh and slightly sweet aroma that gently brushes across people's faces, as if it is the most gentle touch of nature. The breeze blows, and the leaves rustle, as if it is the whisper of nature, telling an ancient and mysterious story.

This scene is refreshing and makes people feel as if they are in a grand natural painting, feeling the magnificence and magic of nature. This is not only a landscape, but also a silent poem, a flowing painting, and a soul-stirring symphony, which makes people linger and indulge in it.

One evening, the setting sun was like molten gold, shining on every corner of the temple, giving this quiet place a warm and mysterious glow. At this moment, a senior monk wearing a cassock and holding a Zen stick slowly walked into the guest hall. His face was kind and deep, and his eyes were shining with wisdom, as if he could see through the essence of all things in the world.

The monk's eyes fell gently on the girl, Xie Chaochao, who was sitting by the window, quietly gazing at the scenery outside. She was wearing a simple and elegant dress, with long hair like a waterfall, hanging down to her waist, and her eyebrows were detached and indifferent, as if she did not belong to this world. Since Xie Chaochao was forced to live here due to family changes a few days ago, she has formed an indissoluble bond with this temple.

"Donor Chaochao, have you gotten used to the simple life here recently?" The monk's voice was gentle and low, like a warm breeze in spring, gently brushing across the heart, making people involuntarily let down their guard.

Xie Chaochao turned her head slightly when she heard this, her clear eyes sparkling with gratitude. She bowed slightly, treated him politely, and said in a soft but firm voice: "Thank you for your concern, Master. Although this place is simple, my soul has gained unprecedented peace and tranquility. Listening to the morning bells and evening drums every day and comprehending the Buddhist teachings, I feel like I have found my spiritual home."

Hearing this, the monk smiled calmly, showing both comfort and compassion for all things in the world. He nodded gently and continued, "The troubles in the world are all caused by the heart. It is rare to find inner peace here. Donor Chao Chao, you have a connection with Buddha. I hope you can understand more of the true meaning of life here and resolve the doubts and shackles in your heart."

As the monk finished speaking, the entire guest hall seemed to be immersed in an indescribable harmony and tranquility. An unprecedented power surged in Xie Chaochao's heart, which was a new understanding of life and an infinite vision of the future. She knew that although the road ahead was unknown, with this inner peace and strength, she would move forward fearlessly and explore her own destiny.

And it all started that evening, with the arrival of the eminent monk and that simple but meaningful greeting. The temple bells rang again, as if playing the most moving melody for this new beginning, and also foreshadowing that Xie Chaochao was about to embark on a journey full of challenges and miracles.