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

However, beneath this seemingly calm appearance, lies a turbulent inner world.

"Your Majesty," Xie Chaochao's voice was cold and firm, breaking the silence in the hall, "Your vision is indeed good. The virtuous concubine you have chosen is indeed sharp-tongued and eloquent. One cannot help but admire her." There was a subtle hint of sarcasm in her tone, but she did not lose the dignity and grandeur that a queen should have.

Upon hearing this, Chu Heng's face darkened instantly, and his eyes shot straight at the pale but calm Concubine Xian who was standing beside him. The Concubine Xian was wearing a simple and elegant palace dress, without too many decorations, but it could not hide her pure and elegant appearance. However, at this moment, under the emperor's angry glare, she seemed to have been stripped of all her halo, leaving only a trembling body and a pair of terrified eyes.

"How dare you!" Chu Heng shouted angrily, his voice echoing in the hall, making everyone's eardrums hurt. He waved his hand violently, a strong wind swept past, and with a crisp "snap" sound, a bright red palm print instantly appeared on Concubine Xian's face, and her body staggered back a few steps, almost falling to the ground.

"How dare you speak to the queen like that!" Chu Heng's voice was cold and angry, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable majesty. There was a dead silence in the hall, and everyone was so shocked by this scene that they were speechless, and even their breathing became cautious, for fear of accidentally angering this moody emperor.

Concubine Xian covered her cheeks, tears welling up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall. She looked up at Chu Heng, with hatred and unwillingness in her eyes, but more of fear and confusion about the future. Xie Chaochao, on the other hand, was still sitting there, with a calm face, as if all this had nothing to do with her, just quietly watching a power game in the palace quietly unfold.

At this moment, the wind in the Forbidden City seemed to have stopped blowing, and the air was filled with a depressing and tense atmosphere, as if a bigger storm was about to come, making people feel chilly, but they couldn't help but want to continue watching to see how this game of thrones would end.

Deep in the magnificent palace, a sudden change was like a spring rainstorm, catching people off guard. Concubine Xian, the woman who was known for her gentleness and virtue, but secretly scheming, was staring at the woman in front of her, Xie Chaochao, who was wearing a gorgeous phoenix robe and a nine-phoenix pearl crown, with wide eyes and a look of disbelief. She never thought that this seemingly insignificant maid, who was even bullied by her occasionally, would be the high and mighty Empress.

The virtuous concubine's legs began to tremble involuntarily, and her knees seemed to have lost the strength to support them. She fell to her knees in an instant, clenched her fists, and kept knocking her head on the ground, muttering: "Queen, please spare me, Queen, please spare me! I was blinded by greed and did not recognize the great man. I beg you to have mercy on me, please have mercy on me..." Her voice was filled with tears, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, full of fear and despair.

However, Xie Chaochao just stood there quietly, with no ripples on her beautiful but slightly indifferent face. Her eyes passed over Concubine Xian and fell directly on Emperor Chu Heng who was sitting on the dragon throne. Chu Heng's eyes were gentle and complicated. He seemed to want to read something from Xie Chaochao's eyes, but was afraid to touch the hidden emotional vortex.

"Your Majesty," Xie Chaochao's voice was cold and firm, as if it came from the distant sky, with an unquestionable power, "I have a favor to ask of you."

Chu Heng's heart tightened when he heard this. He had a feeling that the next words would be the most shocking words he had ever heard in his life. Xie Chaochao bowed slightly and continued, "Since I entered the palace, although I have been favored by the emperor and enjoyed all the glory and wealth, my heart has always been uneasy. The position of queen is not a blessing for me, but a bondage. What I long for is freedom and tranquility, not life in this golden cage. Therefore, I dare to ask the emperor to allow me to resign the position of queen, stay away from the world, and live the rest of my life in seclusion."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall seemed to be still, even the air was frozen. Concubine Xian stopped kowtow abruptly, her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief; Chu Heng was shocked, but more of a heartache and reluctance. He looked at Xie Chaochao, the eyes that once sparkled with wisdom and tenderness now revealed a sense of determination, making him feel unprecedented powerlessness.

At this moment, the wind in the palace seemed to have stopped blowing, and all eyes were focused on Xie Chaochao. She seemed to have become the most dazzling existence in the world, writing an unusual palace legend with her courage and determination. And this sudden change was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples, shaking the entire palace and even the world. A contest about power, love and freedom quietly kicked off...

Emperor Chu Heng sat on the magnificent dragon throne, his brows condensed with unquestionable majesty, his eyes were like torches, piercing through the heavy curtains in the hall and shooting straight ahead. Empress Xie Chaochao, wearing a luxurious phoenix robe, embroidered with a phoenix spreading its wings, lifelike, as if it could break through the clothes and soar into the sky at any time. Her face was cold and resolute, and her eyes flashed with an unprecedented firm light, forming a sharp contrast with Chu Heng's majesty.

"Your Majesty, I have made up my mind. I hope you will grant my wish." Although Xie Chaochao's voice was soft, it carried a force that could not be refused. She slowly knelt on the ground, and respectfully held up the phoenix seal that symbolized the queen's supreme power with both hands. The gems inlaid on it sparkled in the sunlight, reflecting her resolute and complex expression.

Chu Heng's face instantly darkened. He had never expected that the queen, who was always gentle and docile, would have such a tough side. He glared at her and said in a deep and powerful voice, "Chao Chao, do you know what you are doing? Once you hand over this Phoenix Seal, it means that you have given up your position as the master of the harem and the qualification to stand shoulder to shoulder with me!"

Xie Chaochao's body trembled slightly, but then she stood up straight again. A trace of barely perceptible sadness flashed across her eyes, but she still said firmly: "I know this, but this matter concerns the country and the safety of millions of people. I cannot sit idly by. Please allow me to go to the border and personally supervise the battle to save the country."