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

Empress Xie Chaochao leaned gently against the carved window, her eyes passing through the falling snow, as if she wanted to penetrate this world covered in silver to find a trace of unusual vitality and freedom. Outside the window, the goose-feather-like snow fell one after another, dressing up the Forbidden City as a pure and flawless white world. Every snowflake seemed to be telling the silence and peace of winter. However, in this tranquility, Xie Chaochao's heart was surging with an indescribable impulse and desire.

She slowly turned around and looked at the emperor Chu Heng who was sitting at the table, concentrating on practicing calligraphy. Chu Heng was wearing a dragon robe, with a handsome face and a powerful pen. Every word was written with great force, revealing his inner tenacity and calmness. On the table was spread rice paper, and the fragrance of ink filled the air, forming a sharp contrast with the biting cold outside.

"Heng, look at the snow, it's so beautiful." Xie Chaochao's voice was soft and magnetic, with a hint of imperceptible pleading, "I want to go out for a walk and feel the purity and tranquility of this winter. Maybe it will make me feel better."

Chu Heng paused his pen when he heard this, and looked up at Xie Chaochao, with a hint of love and helplessness in his eyes. He put down the pen in his hand, sighed softly, walked to Xie Chaochao, and gently held her hand. "Chaochao, I know you like snow, but you are pregnant with our child now, and it is freezing outside. What should I do if something goes wrong?" Chu Heng's words were full of concern and worry, and his eyes were deep, as if he could see through the subtlest emotional fluctuations in Xie Chaochao's heart.

Xie Chaochao gently pulled her hand away and stroked her slightly bulging belly, with a maternal glow in her eyes. "Heng, I understand your concerns, but I am also a mother, and I want my child to feel my love for life and my awe of nature. Besides, with you by my side, I believe there will be no danger." Her voice was firm, as if she was trying to convince herself and Chu Heng.

Chu Heng looked at Xie Chaochao's determined eyes, and his heart could not help but ripple. He knew that this queen who had accompanied him in battles and weathered storms had an unyielding and brave character. In the end, Chu Heng smiled helplessly and nodded. "Okay, but you must promise me that you will wear the warmest clothes, be accompanied by me personally, and never leave my sight."

Hearing this, Xie Chaochao smiled with relief, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Thank you, Heng. I knew you would always fulfill all my wishes." She tiptoed gently and kissed Chu Heng on the cheek. The tenderness and sweetness seemed to melt all the ice and snow.

The queen looked at the osmanthus tree outside the window, which was dyed golden by the autumn wind, and sighed involuntarily. This sigh seemed to carry the endless sorrow and helplessness in her heart, like the last fallen leaf in autumn, slowly falling, with a hint of imperceptible sadness.

At this moment, a burst of light footsteps broke the silence. Madam Chu, wearing a light and elegant long dress embroidered with chrysanthemums and holding an exquisite bamboo basket, slowly walked into the magnificent palace. She had a gentle and mysterious smile on her face, which was like a flower blooming in spring, warm and full of hope.

"Sister Queen, I made some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes for you." Madam Chu said as she gently placed the bamboo basket on the table. In the basket, the golden and tempting sweet-scented osmanthus cakes exuded an alluring aroma, as if they could instantly dispel all the sorrow and fatigue. Her voice was soft and firm, and every word was like a carefully carved pearl, falling on the lake of Xie Chaochao's heart, stirring up circles of delicate ripples.

Xie Chaochao turned around, her eyes filled with surprise and gratitude. She gently stroked the delicate cakes, as if she could feel Mrs. Chu's meticulous care and warmth. "Sister, you are so thoughtful. This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is probably even sweeter than the one in the imperial kitchen."

Madam Chu smiled slightly, with a sly look in her eyes. "If the Queen likes it, it would be my greatest honor. However, I came here today to ask for a favor." As she spoke, she gently approached Xie Chaochao, her tone serious and resolute, "Please ask the Emperor Chu Heng to treat me better. After all, everyone in the harem wants to be treated sincerely, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to freeze for a moment. Xie Chaochao heard this, her eyes flickered, as if she was recalling every bit of the past with Chu Heng, and those sweet and bitter memories came like a tide. She took a deep breath, nodded, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes. "Don't worry, sister, I will do my best. This palace is in turmoil, and all we can do is support each other and overcome the difficulties together."

Emperor Chu Heng sat quietly in the magnificent imperial study. The night outside the window was as dark as ink, but the moonlight stubbornly penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the floor, adding a touch of softness to this solemn place. His eyes were deep and complicated, and he slowly turned to his mother, Mrs. Chu, who was sitting beside him. She was a woman who was still beautiful and charming after years of precipitation, and her eyes were shining with endless care and worry for her son.

Chu Heng sighed softly, and that sigh seemed to carry all the troubles in the world, and also seemed to be a kind of relief from the helplessness of the past. "Mother, I know in my heart that I should love and cherish Chao Chao with all my heart." His voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to struggle out from the bottom of his heart, full of sincere emotions. Chu Heng knew that his marriage was not just the union of two people, but also the expectation and sustenance of two families and even the entire country.

After saying that, he slowly stood up and walked steadily towards the Queen Xie Chaochao who was standing not far away. Xie Chaochao, the legendary woman of both talent and beauty, was waiting in a gentle manner at this moment, with trust and tenderness for her husband flashing in her eyes, as if she could see through all the waves in Chu Heng's heart.

Chu Heng stretched out his hands that were always in power, but also warm and strong, and gently held Xie Chaochao's soft and boneless fingers. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and their eyes met in the air. Without words, they knew each other's intentions. Chu Heng's hands were warm and strong, as if silently telling Xie Chaochao that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, he would be her most solid support.

"Chaochao, from now on, come rain or shine, I will walk side by side with you, and face all the challenges of this world together." Chu Heng's voice was gentle but firm, and every word sounded like a vow, echoing in the empty imperial study, and was deeply imprinted in Xie Chaochao's heart.

This scene was silently witnessed by everyone present, and the air was filled with an indescribable warmth and determination. Outside the window, the moonlight seemed to become brighter.