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

The sun shone through the clouds, dappling on her phoenix coronet and bridal robe, dazzling but also reflecting the subtle fatigue and boredom between her brows. But Xie Chaochao, the queen above all others, felt unprecedented turmoil in her heart - she didn't want to be this queen anymore.

At first, this thought was like a petal that fell carelessly in spring, gentle and fleeting. But as time went by, it gradually took root and sprouted, until it grew into a towering tree, occupying her entire heart. Every night when it was quiet, she sat alone in the palace with carved beams and painted rafters, looking at the lonely bright moon outside the window, and her heart was filled with endless emotions. It turned out that behind this seemingly glorious position of queen was endless responsibility and restraint, and it was the toil and bitterness that every maid and eunuch could not escape.

She recalled those days, when the first rays of sunlight in the morning had not yet penetrated the clouds, the maids and eunuchs in the palace were already busy, carrying heavy food boxes and shuttling between the palaces, or carefully cleaning every inch of floor tiles, for fear of disturbing the sweet dreams of their masters. Even in the cold winter, when their hands were red from the cold, they still stood firm at their posts, not daring to slack off. Although she herself was the queen, she was often overwhelmed by the cumbersome etiquette and complicated interpersonal relationships. Behind those seemingly glamorous appearances were countless days and nights of loneliness and helplessness.

Xie Chaochao began to reflect, is this really the life she wanted? In this deep palace, she lost her freedom, her smile, and even herself. Every night, she could always hear low sobbing in the distance, that is, a palace maid worrying about her family, or crying for her unknown fate. Those sounds, like fine needles, deeply hurt her heart.

Finally, on a stormy night, Xie Chaochao made a decision. She wanted to break free from this golden cage and find her own sky, even if the road ahead was unknown and even if it was full of wind and rain. She knew that this road would be full of challenges and dangers, but she knew that only by taking this step could she truly live out her true self and no longer be shrouded by the shadow of this palace.

So, she began to plan secretly, carefully collecting information and resources that could help her escape from it all. Every step was like walking on thin ice, but her heart was filled with unprecedented determination and courage. Because she knew that once she took this step, she would no longer be the queen trapped in the deep palace, but a soul bravely pursuing freedom.

Xie Chaochao rubbed her aching shoulders tiredly. Long hours of work made her spine seem to be oppressed by invisible weight. Every slight turn was accompanied by a subtle but hard to ignore sound. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window lattice, sprinkling on her slightly messy desk, adding a touch of warm color to this slightly monotonous space. She sighed, finally put down the pen in her hand, and decided to give her body and mind a short vacation.

On the dining table, next to a bowl of steaming white rice, there were a few simple but delicious home-cooked dishes. That was the dinner she cooked herself. Although it was not luxurious, it was full of warmth. Every bite of food seemed to dispel a trace of fatigue and let her mind get a moment of peace. After dinner, she simply cleaned up the dishes and walked into the bathroom. The warm water poured down from her head, washing away her fatigue and dust of the day, as if washing away all the troubled thoughts.

When she walked out of the bathroom in a loose pajamas with her hair casually draped over her shoulders, time had quietly slipped into the depths of the night. The moonlight was like water, quietly sprinkling in the quaint courtyard, covering this quiet night with a layer of mysterious silver gauze. Xie Chaochao looked up and looked out the window, ready to enjoy this rare tranquility, but suddenly, her eyes were fixed on the center of the courtyard - a man in black stood there quietly, like a ghost in the night, silent and in sharp contrast with the surrounding environment.

His figure was tall and cold, and his black outfit almost blended into the night, revealing only two sharp eagle eyes that flashed coldly under the moonlight. He was motionless, like a sculpture, but he exuded an indescribable dangerous aura that made the air in the entire yard seem to freeze.

Xie Chaochao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an inexplicable fear and curiosity intertwined, causing her body to freeze in place. She suppressed her panic and tried to calm herself down. Her mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the various possibilities of the scene in front of her. Was it a thief walking at night? Or a visitor with some special purpose? In this quiet night, the sudden appearance of a man in black undoubtedly added a bit of unknown excitement and danger to her life.

Xie Chaochao's heart suddenly shrank, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand. She took a few steps back involuntarily, and each step was stepped on the fragments of memory. The grievances and hatreds about the palace surged like a tide and drowned her. Under the moonlight, her figure looked thin and stubborn, with a light of vigilance and doubt flashing in her eyes.

The man in black in front of him was tall and straight, his face hidden under the shadow of his hood, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts. He nodded slowly, the movement was concise and powerful, like a judge who pronounced a fate, every subtle movement revealed unquestionable authority.

"Are you Emperor Chu Heng's man?" Xie Chaochao's voice trembled slightly, but she still tried her best to stay calm. She tried to find a flaw in the other person's eyes, perhaps sympathy, or hesitation, but there was only cold determination.

The man in black sighed softly, his voice was low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate the night and reach people's hearts: "Yes, my lady, it is not easy to find you. The emperor is looking forward to it day and night, and only hopes that you can return to the palace and continue our relationship."

"Renew our past relationship?" Xie Chaochao smiled bitterly. These four words were like a sharp blade, gently cutting through her already scarred heart. The past intertwined with power, betrayal and love was like a nightmare from which she could not wake up. From the moment she fled the palace, she swore that she would never look back.

However, at this moment, facing this sudden call, Xie Chaochao's heart was in turmoil. The palace, the place where her dream began, has now become the cage she is most reluctant to face. She closed her eyes, and Chu Heng's deep eyes appeared in her mind. There was the tenderness and affection she once longed for, but also endless calculations and secrets.