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

At this moment, the door of the bar was pushed open, and a gust of cold wind blew in, bringing with it a fresh breath that did not belong here. Chu Heng raised his head abruptly, his eyes passing through the crowd, as if he was looking for something. Although he knew that the familiar figure would not appear here so easily, the desire and expectation for a miracle made him unable to suppress his gaze.

The night remained the same, the noise in the bar remained the same, but Chu Heng's heart became more complicated and deep at this moment. He continued to drink, and the figure of Xie Chaochao became clearer in his mind. Every smile and every glance back were like engraved in his heart, becoming an unforgettable scenery in his life. And he, in this endless longing and waiting, looked forward to meeting her again one day and continuing the unfinished love.

Chu Heng sat alone at an old wooden table under the dim light. The night outside the window was as dark as ink, and occasionally the barking of dogs in the distance broke the silence of the night. His fingertips gently stroked the slightly yellowed photo on the table. In the photo, Xie Chaochao was smiling like a flower, standing side by side with him, as if the happiness at that time could travel through time and space and warm his cold heart at this moment. However, reality was like a sharp knife, cutting the beauty in his heart into pieces.

Chu Heng's thoughts were like a wild horse running wild on the grassland of memories. He thought of every day and night he spent with Xie Chaochao, those sweet words, warm moments, now turned into an indescribable pain in his heart. He couldn't help but clench his fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, as if this could lock up the resentment and anger.

"Why? Why doesn't she want to come back to accompany me?" Chu Heng cried silently in his heart, his voice full of despair and confusion. He knew that he was not only dependent on her, but also loved her deeply. But this deep affection seemed to fail to move the heart that was drifting away from him.

That's fine.

A helpless smile quietly climbed up the corner of his mouth, with a hint of bitterness and a hint of self-mockery. This smile was a mockery of his own powerlessness, and also a sigh for the tricks of fate. Chu Heng understood that even if he was unwilling and reluctant in his heart, he could not force Xie Chaochao to return to him. Love is never a response that can be exchanged for one-sided efforts.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew and gently lifted the group photo on the table, as if it was a kind of comfort from nature to Chu Heng, or some unknown omen. Chu Heng's eyes fell on Xie Chaochao's smiling face again. At that moment, he seemed to see the determination and reluctance in her eyes, and also felt the helplessness and struggle in her heart.

"Perhaps, I should really let go." Chu Heng said silently in his heart. Although these words were like a heavy burden, pressing him so hard that he could hardly breathe, he knew that only in this way could he free himself from this fruitless entanglement and find a new life of his own.

The night was still deep and the wind continued to blow. Chu Heng stood up and carefully put the photo back into the drawer, locking up the past and the obsession in his heart. He knew that the road ahead was still long, and he had to learn to walk alone, even if the road ahead was unknown and full of challenges, he had to walk bravely until he met the person who was willing to walk side by side with him.

As the night fell and the silver light spread, Xie Chaochao stood alone in the deep courtyard of the Forbidden City, looking up at the bright and flawless moon, as if it was the only confidant in the world who could listen to her heart. The night breeze blew gently, bringing a bit of coolness, but it couldn't blow away the melancholy and helplessness in her heart.

Recalling the evening, Chu Heng's firm yet gentle words hit her heart like a heavy hammer, causing ripples. He said, "Chao Chao, as a member of the royal family, you shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the government and bringing glory to the family. It is only a matter of time before you return to the palace." After that, his deep eyes were full of expectations for the future and unspeakable concern for her.

However, Xie Chaochao felt bitter in her heart. She shook her head gently, and under the moonlight, her helpless smile carried a hint of stubbornness that was hard to detect. She knew very well that although the Forbidden City was magnificent and a symbol of power, for her, it was more like an invisible cage that bound her freedom and dreams. She didn't like the intrigues here, didn't like being bound by rules and etiquette, and didn't like her life being arranged by others.

"If I don't like it, no one can order me to do it." She silently repeated this sentence in her heart, as if it was a declaration to Chu Heng and herself. Under the moonlight, her figure seemed particularly lonely and determined, and her bright eyes flashed with an unyielding light, which was a persistence in her own will and a silent struggle against fate.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the night, and a figure in nightgown quietly appeared beside her and whispered: "Princess, the time has come, it's time to make a choice." This sudden change made Xie Chaochao stunned for a moment, then he quickly came to his senses, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

She understood that at this moment, she not only had to fight for her own freedom, but also to find a way out for those who were also teased by fate. So, she nodded gently and followed the mysterious man into the night. An adventure about courage, wisdom and freedom quietly began.

The moonlight still gently shines on this ancient land, but in the depths of the Forbidden City, unprecedented waves are quietly surging because of Xie Chaochao's decision. In the torrent of fate, can she go upstream and find her own sky? All this will be revealed one by one in the days to come.

The night was as dark as ink, and the stars were hidden behind the thick clouds, as if even the sky was immersed in an inexplicable depression. Xie Chaochao sat in a corner of the simple but cozy wooden house, the pottery bowl in his hand was almost empty, and the last drop of wine slowly slid down the edge of the bowl and finally sank into the dry lips, bringing a subtle warmth and comfort. He closed his eyes and let the mellow aroma of the wine linger in his mouth, and finally turned into a wisp of light smoke and dissipated in the night sky.

It was quiet all around, with only the occasional chirping of insects and the gurgling of a stream in the distance, interweaving into a lullaby of nature. Xie Chaochao's thoughts did not become blurred with the alcohol, but became clearer in this tranquility. However, he forced himself not to delve into the turbulent past and the unknown future, as if he was escaping from an impending storm, and only wished to let his heart find a moment of peace at this moment.