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

In that slightly dim but cozy room, a soft light just happened to shine on the old wooden table, adding a touch of warmth to this ordinary night. Xie Chaochao gently placed the tray in his hand on it, on which were placed a variety of delicacies: steamed dumplings that were just out of the pot and still emitting steam, crystal clear, as if you could see the full fillings inside; golden and crispy fried chicken nuggets, sprinkled with sesame seeds on the skin, exuding an enticing aroma; and a plate of cut fruits, colorful, like a masterpiece on a palette, making people feel the freshness and sweetness at a glance.

After she finished all this, she turned and looked at Chu Heng, who was sitting by the window, staring out at the night in deep thought. The moonlight shone through the half-open curtains, scattering on his face, giving his already sharp features a soft and mysterious glow. Xie Chaochao's voice was gentle but with a hint of imperceptible expectation: "Chu Heng, I made some food, would you like to try it? I prepared it according to your favorite flavors."

Chu Heng heard this and slowly turned his head. He withdrew his gaze from the endless night outside the window and fell on the table of sumptuous food. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both a desire for food and gratitude for Xie Chaochao's careful care. "Chaochao, you always know how to heal everything with food when I need it most." His voice was low and magnetic, like the brightest star in the night sky, which made people's hearts ripple.

As he spoke, Chu Heng slowly stood up and walked towards the tempting dining table step by step. Each step seemed to carry a kind of determination, or a kind of release. When he finally stood in front of the table, he reached out and gently picked up a steamed dumpling, and took a careful bite. At that moment, the steam was rising and the fragrance was overflowing, as if even the molecules in the air were dancing for the warmth and beauty of this moment.

"Well, the taste is still so familiar, so perfect." Chu Heng exclaimed sincerely, his eyes flashing with nostalgia for the good memories of the past and longing for the infinite possibilities of the future. At this moment, the atmosphere in the room became unusually harmonious. The air was filled not only with the aroma of food, but also with the warmth and sweetness of two hearts gradually getting closer. And all this started when Xie Chaochao gently put down the food and asked a simple but meaningful question: "Chu Heng, do you want to eat it?"

Chu Heng's eyes gently swept across the exquisite pastries on the table. Each piece seemed to be the crystallization of nature and human wisdom, exuding an attractive luster and a faint fragrance. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of curiosity and expectation flashed in his eyes, as if he was full of infinite reverie about this delicacy made by the Queen.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the silky surface of the pastry with his fingertips, as if he was afraid of disturbing this ingenious work of art. Then, he gently picked up the pastry in an almost pious manner, as if he was holding the tenderness and delicacy of the entire palace.

Chu Heng slowly brought the cake to his lips. At that moment, time seemed to freeze. He took a bite, and the sweetness of the cake instantly bloomed in his mouth, like a flower blooming in spring, fresh and mellow. Every bite was an extreme indulgence for the taste buds. His brows stretched unconsciously, and his eyes flashed with surprise and satisfaction, as if at this moment, all the troubles and sorrows were melted by this sweetness.

"It's really the best delicacy in the world," Chu Heng praised sincerely, with a hint of excitement in his voice that was difficult to conceal, "Queen Xie Chaochao, your craftsmanship is really getting more and more exquisite. I'm afraid that even the immortals in heaven can hardly resist the temptation of this cake."

After saying that, he unconsciously picked up the second piece. This time, he savored it carefully, as if exploring every subtle layer and change. His love and respect for food made the whole palace seem to be enveloped by this warmth and happiness. Queen Xie Chaochao watched with a smile, her eyes full of tenderness and relief. She knew that at this moment, it was not only the success of the pastry, but also a sweet exchange of emotions between them, which brought a rare warmth and tranquility to this palace where power and struggle were intertwined.

In the magnificent Forbidden City, the moonlight gently fell on the glazed tiles like a fine yarn, covering this ancient imperial city with a mysterious and quiet veil. It was late at night, and the palace lanterns were swaying, reflecting Xie Chaochao's slightly tired but still resolute face. She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was light but with a force that could not be ignored. She said to the tall man beside her with a bit of fatigue between his eyebrows: "Chu Heng, you said that being an emperor is really an extremely hard thing."

Chu Heng heard this and slowly raised his eyes from the memorial in his hand. His deep eyes seemed to contain endless stories and pressure. He sighed softly and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In that smile, he showed both helplessness towards the current situation and determination towards the future. "Yes, Chao Chao, sitting on the dragon throne may seem to be glorious, but in fact, it carries the weight of the people and I have no rest day and night. But as long as it can bring peace to the world and the well-being of the people, I am willing to endure the hardships and fatigue."

Xie Chaochao couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart when she heard this. She slowly walked closer, stretched out her hand and gently placed it on Chu Heng's shoulder. The gentle touch seemed to dispel the fatigue around him. "You know, I admire you and feel distressed at the same time. I admire you for being able to support this crumbling country with your own strength; I feel distressed that you should have been a free and easy young man, but now you have to be bound by these heavy palace walls, and you have lost too much of the happiness and freedom that should have belonged to you."

Chu Heng turned his head and looked at Xie Chaochao tenderly. Their eyes met at this moment, and it seemed as if the whole world had stopped. "Chaochao, having you by my side is my greatest comfort. Your understanding and support are more effective than any panacea. I promise you that when the situation stabilizes, I will travel with you to see all of this beautiful country and make up for the time we have missed over the years."

As the night deepened, within the palace walls, a pair of lovers leaned against each other, their friendship flowing silently. Although the road ahead was still long and full of unknowns, with each other's company, even the most difficult road seemed no longer so out of reach. Xie Chaochao nodded gently, his eyes flashing with longing and hope for the future: "Then it's a deal, Chu Heng, you must have a good rest and get enough rest, and we will welcome the future that belongs to us together.

Xie Chaochao naturally agreed. After all, isn’t this how things are between them?

Nodded immediately.

"Okay, whatever you say is what it is."