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

"Your Majesty is so considerate, I am very grateful. But although this palace is warm, it is hard to resist the loneliness that occasionally arises in my heart."

Chu Heng frowned slightly upon hearing this, but then relaxed again, his eyes becoming more determined. "Don't worry, Queen. From now on, I will try to spend more time with you and not let this palace become a cage of loneliness for you." His words were like a vow, full of strength and determination.

Empress Xie Chaochao, wearing a light gauze dress and with her hair tied up lightly, looked like a newly blooming night primrose. She quietly nestled in the broad and warm embrace of Emperor Chu Heng and fell asleep. The moonlight shone through the delicate window lattice and sprinkled on her peaceful face, adding a bit of softness and tranquility to her. Chu Heng's eyes were as gentle as water, gently stroking her soft black hair, his heart full of doting and reluctance, as if the whole world had quieted down because of her.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and quietly entered the bedroom, Empress Xie Chaochao slowly opened her eyes, her eyes flickering with the haziness and curiosity of just waking up. She gently moved her body and felt that Chu Heng was still holding her tightly. A warm current surged in her heart, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose. Chu Heng felt her movement and whispered gently: "Chaochao, sleep a little longer, it's still early."

However, Queen Xie Chaochao suddenly sat up straight, with a trace of anxiety in her eyes: "No, Your Majesty, I heard that your father and mother came to the palace today, how can I be negligent?" As she spoke, she hurriedly stood up and began to tidy up her clothes. Every movement revealed the dignity and eagerness that a queen should have.

Seeing this, Chu Heng's eyes flashed with a smile, but he also knew that she had made up her mind, so he ordered the maids to quickly dress up the queen. Not long after, Xie Chaochao had changed into a luxurious palace dress, wearing an eight-treasure pearl hairpin on her head and a pearl necklace around her neck, which sparkled in the morning light, making her look even more noble and extraordinary.

She held Chu Heng's hand tightly, and the two walked out of the palace side by side, with a hint of nervousness and expectation in their steps. Seeing this, the palace servants along the way bowed their heads and saluted. The whole palace seemed to have added a bit of solemnity and liveliness because of the arrival of the emperor and empress.

When the two entered the hall, they saw Chu Heng's father and mother sitting at the top, with kind and majestic faces. Empress Xie Chaochao took a deep breath, walked forward with firm steps, bowed respectfully, and said in a clear and pleasant voice: "Your concubine Xie Chaochao, I pay my respects to the father and mother. I wish you good health and happiness."

Chu Heng's father, the old emperor Chu Yuan, looked at his gentle and dignified daughter-in-law with deep eyes, and a trace of satisfaction and approval flashed in his eyes. And his mother, Queen Lin, had a loving face. She reached out to help Xie Chaochao up and whispered softly, "Good child, get up quickly, you have worked hard."

Father Chu and Mrs. Chu sat in the elegantly decorated side hall of the palace. The sunlight shone through the delicate window lattices and sprinkled on them, adding a layer of soft golden light to this warm scene. Their eyes were gently focused on the queen Xie Chaochao, a woman of extraordinary beauty. Her eyebrows showed both maternal kindness and the dignity and nobility of a queen. Xie Chaochao was lowering her head and gently stroking the exquisite tea set in her hand, pouring cups of fragrant tea for her parents. Every movement revealed delicate care and affection.

The family of three sat around the round table, laughing and talking, enjoying themselves, as if the outside world's disturbances and power struggles had nothing to do with the moment. Mrs. Chu's eyes were shining with tears, tears of happiness, she spoke softly, telling interesting stories from the past, making Xie Chaochao and Chu's father laugh from time to time, and the air was filled with strong family affection and warmth.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence, the palace gate was pushed open, and Emperor Chu Heng rushed in, his face was a little tired, but more of the joy and eagerness to see his relatives. Chu Heng had just pulled away from the busy affairs of the previous dynasty and rushed here day and night, just to share a moment of peace and joy with his family in this short time.

His eyes swept across the room, and when he saw Xie Chaochao's gentle smile, all his fatigue seemed to disappear. Chu Heng quickly stepped forward, first respectfully bowed to Chu's father and Mrs. Chu, and then naturally sat next to Xie Chaochao, reaching out and gently holding her slender fingers. It was an emotional exchange that could convey thousands of words without words.

"Chao Chao, you've worked so hard. You have to manage the harem and worry about your parents." Chu Heng's voice was deep and affectionate. His words were like a spring breeze, which made Xie Chaochao's heart surge with warmth. She smiled slightly, with a firm light in her eyes. "It is my honor to share the worries of His Majesty and bring peace to my family."

This scene, like a moving painting, shows a rare touch of warmth and harmony in the vortex of power struggle. The turbulent situation outside the palace seems to be isolated. At this moment, only the deep bond and endless love between family members quietly bloom in every corner of the palace, inspiring every reader's yearning for beauty and peace.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the exquisite window lattices and sprinkles on the simple and elegant dining table, adding a bit of warmth and vitality to this quiet morning. A family of four sits around this long table with countless laughter and joy, enjoying a hearty breakfast happily. The table is filled with a variety of delicacies, steaming hot and fragrant, as if every bite is a careful taste of the beautiful moments of life.

Madam Chu, a gentle and dignified woman with a graceful temperament, was dressed in a light embroidered long dress, with her hair tied up high and embellished with pearls and jade, which made her look particularly gentle and moving. Her eyes were full of tenderness and love for her family. She poured tea and water for her children from time to time, with gentle and delicate movements. At this moment, she looked at her son, Emperor Chu Heng, tenderly, with the brilliance of motherhood and endless expectations in her eyes.

Chu Heng, who was in his twenties, was heroic and heroic, with an imperial aura that could not be underestimated. However, in the warm atmosphere of this family, he was more like a spoiled child, with a happy and satisfied smile on his face. His queen, Xie Chaochao, sat opposite him, wearing a gorgeous palace dress that set off her extraordinary temperament. Her eyebrows were like paintings, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, like the gentlest spring breeze, blowing into everyone's heart.

Mrs. Chu opened her red lips, her voice soft and loving: "Heng'er, remember to get some of Chaochao's favorite emerald shrimps. She looks so good today. I guess the walk in the Imperial Garden yesterday made her happy." After she finished speaking, her eyes moved between her son and daughter-in-law, full of deep meaning, as if she was silently telling the ancient legend about love and responsibility.