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

The guests around them were laughing and talking, making the place very lively, but between the couple, there seemed to be a peaceful world that belonged only to them. Chu Heng smiled and nodded, and drank the wine in the glass, but his action revealed restraint and self-control, as if he was really using his actions to prove to Xie Chaochao the weight of his promise.

As the night deepened, the atmosphere at the banquet became more and more tense, but Chu Heng always remained sober and self-controlled. His every move and every look seemed to announce to the world: In this world full of temptations and challenges, he, Chu Heng, with Xie Chaochao as his company, is enough to withstand all storms and protect the precious innocence and beauty.

The lights of the banquet gradually dimmed, the night was as dark as ink, and the stars dotted the boundless sky, covering the end of this royal banquet with a layer of mysterious and gentle veil. Emperor Chu Heng, wearing a dragon robe, with a bit of imperceptible tenderness in his majesty, gently held the delicate jade-like hand of Empress Xie Chaochao, and the figures of the two stretched out in the moonlight, interweaving into a breathtaking picture.

In the back garden, although the flowers have passed their peak, the fragrance still lingers, lingering with the night breeze, as if whispering unknown secrets. Lanterns swayed on both sides of the path, and the interweaving of light and shadow added a bit of warmth and fantasy to this quiet night. Emperor Chu Heng and Xie Chaochao walked slowly, and every step they took showed the unique tacit understanding and warmth between the emperor and the empress.

"Chao Chao, is the moon beautiful?" Chu Heng asked softly. His voice was deep and magnetic, and it was particularly moving in this quiet night. Xie Chao looked up at the bright moon, with a gentle light in her eyes. She smiled and replied, "Your Majesty, the moon is beautiful, but it is not as beautiful as what I feel when Your Majesty walks with me here."

After that, the two smiled at each other, and that smile contained so many emotions and stories that it seemed as if the whole world had stopped. They continued forward, passing through a well-trimmed bush, and suddenly the view in front of them was clear, and a wide lake came into view, sparkling, reflecting the stars in the sky and the lights on the shore, a beauty that seemed beyond the human world.

Emperor Chu Heng suddenly stopped and turned to face Xie Chaochao, his eyes flashing with unprecedented seriousness and affection: "Chaochao, since you entered the palace, this harem has become more lively and warm. I am willing to join hands with you to appreciate the myriad landscapes of this world, whether it is prosperous or ordinary, I am willing to spend it with you."

Xie Chaochao's eyes moistened when she heard this. She held Emperor Chu Heng's hand tightly, as if she wanted to engrave this deep affection in her heart forever. "Your Majesty, I also wish to do so. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side and never leave you."

Empress Xie Chaochao, dressed in a gorgeous palace dress, dancing with a light veil, like a fairy in the moon, stood gracefully in an exquisite pavilion deep in the imperial garden. All around, the fragrance of flowers and the night dew intertwined into a silent nocturne, adding a bit of otherworldly aura to her.

She raised her hand slightly, her fingertips seemed to be able to touch the unreachable moon, her eyes were gentle and deep, as if she could penetrate the loneliness of a thousand years and look directly at the bright moon. "The moon waxes and wanes, and this has always been difficult to achieve." Her voice was clear and melodious, and it was particularly touching in this quiet night, and every word contained endless emotion and philosophical thoughts.

A trace of barely perceptible sadness flashed across Xie Chaochao's eyes, and then turned into a ray of determination. "May we live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart." She whispered softly, as if she was expressing her endless longing and expectation for the emperor who had not returned from the battles in the distance. Under the moonlight, her figure seemed particularly lonely and tenacious. Her persistence in love and her deep affection for her country and the world intertwined into a touching picture at this moment.

The air around seemed to be stagnant, and even the breeze slowed down, fearing to disturb this rare tranquility and deep affection. The shadows of the flowers outside the pavilion swayed gracefully, as if whispering to the queen, telling the deep friendship that spanned thousands of mountains and rivers and passed through the barriers of time.

Behind this deep affection lies the deep understanding and support of the Emperor by Empress Xie Chaochao. She knows that as the ruler of a country, he shoulders heavy responsibilities and missions, and every separation is for the sake of a wider territory and the peace of the people. Therefore, she is willing to bear this loneliness, and with her strength and wisdom, she silently guards this home, waiting for his return.

The night gradually deepened, but Empress Xie Chaochao's heart was as bright and warm as the moon. She believed that no matter how far they were, as long as they had love in their hearts, they could overcome all obstacles, share the glory of the moon, and realize the beautiful vision of "sharing the beauty of the moon from a thousand miles away". In the palace, the ambergris rose in the air, lingering in the magnificent hall, adding a bit of warmth and tenderness to this solemn place.

Emperor Chu Heng, wearing a nine-dragon robe and a jade belt around his waist, looked majestic yet gentle. He stood in the pavilion of the imperial garden, his eyes piercing through the shadows of the flowers, as if he could penetrate the palace walls and see the endless stars in the distance. At this moment, there was only one person in his heart - his queen, Xie Chaochao.

"Chao Chao," he called softly, his voice full of affection and determination, as if these two words were the most gentle oath of his life, "I, Chu Heng, in the name of the Son of Heaven, solemnly swear to the heaven and earth, to my ancestors, and to you: No matter how the years pass, no matter how the world changes, I will always be by your side, hand in hand, and never separate."

After saying that, he slowly turned around and looked at Xie Chaochao who was walking slowly towards him. Empress Xie Chaochao was wearing a gorgeous phoenix robe. The phoenix embroidered with gold thread seemed to be about to spread its wings and fly high. Her face was pure and elegant, and her eyes were shining with trust and happiness. Under the moonlight, the two smiled at each other, and at that moment, it seemed as if the whole world stopped.

"Your Majesty's words will be kept in mind." Xie Chaochao's voice was soft but firm. She gently held Chu Heng's hand. The two stood side by side in the pavilion, looking at the vast starry sky in the distance, their hearts filled with infinite longing and hope for the future.

At this moment, a breeze blew, bringing the fragrance of flowers and the coolness of the night, and seemed to gently crown the love between the emperor and the empress. The surrounding flowers, plants and trees seemed to feel this deep affection, swaying gently and making rustling sounds, as if it was the most sincere blessing from nature.

"Chao Chao, I would like to enjoy this vast land with you. No matter it is prosperous or turbulent, I will always be your most solid support." Chu Heng looked at Xie Chaochao affectionately, his eyes full of expectations and promises for the future.

Xie Chaochao just smiled slightly, and that smile contained thousands of words. She knew that no matter what the future held, as long as she was with Chu Heng, it would be the best destination.