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

Xie Chaochao held two children in her arms. One was the fruit of her love with Chu Heng, and the other was an orphan she accidentally rescued in the palace. Both children inherited their mother's gentleness and intelligence, and their eyes were full of longing for the future. She gently stroked the children's heads, her voice gentle but firm: "Children, mother will take you away from this magnificent but restraining palace to find our freedom and happiness."

As the palace gate slowly opened, Xie Chaochao took a deep breath, hugged her two children, and resolutely set out on the road to leave. Each of her steps seemed so heavy, yet so determined. Inside the palace, the imperial concubine selection ceremony was in full swing, with constant laughter and joy, but outside the palace gate, Xie Chaochao's back seemed particularly lonely and resolute.

Just as she was about to step out of the palace gate, a hurried sound of footsteps came. It was Chu Heng. He didn't know when he learned of Xie Chaochao's decision, and hurried over, his eyes full of anxiety and reluctance. He tried to keep her, but found that he had already lost the qualification. Xie Chaochao looked back, and their eyes met, and thousands of words turned into silent sighs. In the end, she just shook her head gently, turned and left, leaving Chu Heng alone, in front of the palace door that was about to close, tasting the bitterness of loss alone. Emperor Chu Heng, the emperor who owned the world and was powerful for a time, was sitting alone on the magnificent dragon throne at this moment, with unprecedented solemnity and astonishment between his brows. He never thought that Empress Xie Chaochao, whom he regarded as the most important person in his life, would take the young prince and quietly leave the Forbidden City, which imprisoned countless laughter and tears, on a dark and windy night.

The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight shone through the clouds, sprinkling mottled light on the empty palace, adding a bit of loneliness and desolation. Chu Heng's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain was unbearable. He recalled every warm moment he spent with Xie Chaochao, those days of laughter and affection, but now they have become the sharpest blade, cutting his heart one by one.

"How could she be so cruel?" Chu Heng murmured in a low voice, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. He closed his eyes, and the gentle yet resolute figure of Xie Chaochao emerged in his mind, with mixed feelings in his heart. Queen Xie Chaochao was not only his political ally, but also his soulmate. Her departure was undoubtedly the biggest blow to him.

Chu Heng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with determination and anger. He could not tolerate such betrayal, even if the other party was the one he loved the most. He stood up, strode out of the palace, and said to the guards waiting outside in a deep voice: "I want to know where she went, no matter where in the world, I must find her back!"

For a time, the entire imperial city seemed to be swept by an invisible storm. Countless spies and secret agents were secretly sent out. They were like ghosts in the night, shuttling through the streets and alleys, looking for the traces of the queen and the prince. Chu Heng sat on the dragon chair every day, looking at the empty palace, missing Xie Chaochao, but also feeling angry and puzzled about her leaving without saying goodbye.

This sudden change shocked the entire court and quietly set off an uproar among the people. People were talking about the reason why the queen left the palace. Some said it was to escape the palace struggle, while others believed that it was because the emperor had a new love and the queen was disheartened and made such a move. But no matter what the truth was, the queen's disappearance undoubtedly cast a huge stone into the originally peaceful empire, causing ripples.

Chu Heng knew that only by finding Xie Chaochao could he solve all these mysteries and heal his inner trauma. Therefore, he became more determined to find her and vowed to bring the mother and son back to his side. No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead was, he would try to the end. And this journey full of unknowns and excitement to find his wife quietly kicked off. What kind of fate and challenges awaited them, no one knew...

Xie Chaochao, a woman with an unyielding will and gentle temperament, embarked on a journey back to her old house with her lively and lovely children. It was an ancient house hidden in the green mountains and forests, where the years were peaceful and quiet. It seemed that the whisper of time was gently echoing here, and every brick and tile was engraved with the family's memory and glory.

She is not a wealthy woman in the ordinary sense, but an unexpected inheritance, like a blessing from heaven, has changed her life forever. That money is enough for Xie Chaochao and her children to be immersed in a carefree happiness for the rest of their lives, without having to rush for a living or tossing and turning for sleep over tomorrow's worries. However, wealth is more like a gift from fate to her, giving her the opportunity to re-examine her life and find the beauty and warmth that have been ignored.

On the first day back at the old house, the sun shone through the sparse clouds, dappled on the bluestone road, and the air was filled with the fresh fragrance of soil and flowers. Xie Chaochao stood in the spacious and bright kitchen, where every corner carried traces of the lives of her ancestors, and those stories about love and persistence seemed within reach. She decided to use her own hands to cook a homely but heartfelt dinner for the children, so that this warmth from taste buds to the soul would become the starting point of their new life.

She rolled up her sleeves and skillfully picked and washed vegetables. Her hands, which were slightly rough due to years of wear and tear, seemed particularly dexterous at this moment. The symphony of pots and pans was her farewell to the past and her expectations for the future. She first stewed a pot of delicious soup, which was carefully brewed with ingredients grown in the backyard of the old house. The aroma was so fragrant that it seemed to instantly awaken the dormant taste buds. Then, she began to cut various vegetables and meats. Every cut was precise and accurate, as if she was performing a silent artistic creation.

The children gathered around the stove curiously, their big eyes sparkling with desire and excitement for unknown delicacies. The youngest son reached out to help from time to time, but always almost knocked over the spice jar, which attracted Xie Chaochao's gentle rebuke and doting smile. The eldest daughter was more fond of observing her mother's every move, and her little hands quietly imitated, as if silently learning the love and inheritance from her mother.

As the delicious dishes were placed on the table, the whole old house was surrounded by a warm and tempting aroma. Under the lights, the family of three sat together, enjoying this rare tranquility and satisfaction. Every bite of food is not only an enjoyment for the taste buds, but also a comfort for the soul, and the best expectation and celebration of a new life. On such a night full of love and hope, Xie Chaochao knew that no matter what the future holds, as long as there is love and home in his heart, he will have nothing to fear.