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

The setting sun was like blood, sprinkling all over the mottled glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, and covering this ancient and solemn palace with a mysterious veil. The maid Xiao Cui held an exquisite palace fan in her hand, gently waving it to dispel the heat for the dignified and majestic Queen Xie Chaochao beside her. The Queen was dressed in a gorgeous phoenix robe, and her steps were light. Every step seemed to tell the dignity and calmness of the mother of the country. There was a trace of imperceptible worry between her eyebrows, but it could not hide her natural beauty and unparalleled grace.

The two were walking slowly along the vermilion corridor, enjoying this rare quiet time, when they suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps in the distance, breaking the silence. Xiao Cui looked sideways curiously, and saw several ministers in court robes, with panic expressions and hurried steps, as if something big was about to happen. Their robes were gently swaying in the wind, and the fine beads of sweat on their foreheads shimmered in the sun, revealing their inner anxiety and uneasiness.

"Your Majesty, look at those ministers, they are so panicked, could it be that something unexpected has happened in the palace again?" Xiao Cui lowered her voice, with a bit of speculation and worry in her tone. She held the Queen's hand tightly, as if this could give her a little comfort.

Upon hearing this, Xie Chaochao tilted her head slightly, her eyes as sharp as torches, penetrating through the layers of palace walls, as if she could see through the unknown changes in the situation. Her eyes showed the calmness and wisdom of a queen, as well as her keen perception of the undercurrents in the palace. "Humph, when has there been no trouble in the Forbidden City? I just don't know which clown is stirring up trouble this time." Although her voice was soft, it carried a force that could not be ignored, and people could not help but believe it.

After that, the queen gently raised her hand, signaling Xiao Cui to continue moving forward, her steps were not disordered, and her expression was more determined. She knew that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, as a queen, she must remain calm and noble, remain unchanged in the face of all changes, and protect this land and people she loved deeply.

Xie Chaochao, the queen dressed in gorgeous palace clothes and with an extraordinary temperament, was sitting leisurely in Fengming Palace, gently waving an exquisite round fan in her hand, her eyes occasionally passing through the window, as if she was appreciating the rare tranquility in this winter. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility, and a maid hurriedly walked in with a somewhat flustered look on her face.

"Empress, there is a minister outside who wants to see the Emperor, and he seems quite anxious." The maid reported in a low voice, revealing a bit of uneasiness in her words.

Xie Chaochao gently put down her round fan, her eyes sharpened, she knew very well that on this day when the snow blocked the roads, unless it was an emergency, the ministers would never easily enter the palace to disturb. "Go and quietly ask that minister what urgent matter it is that he is in a hurry to see the emperor." Her voice was gentle and powerful, with unquestionable majesty.

The maid took the order and left, her footsteps light but swift, like a gust of wind passing through the corridors of the palace. Not long after, she returned again, her face even more solemn: "Your Majesty, the minister said that due to the heavy snow in recent days, many landslides have occurred in the people, the roads are blocked, and the people are trapped. The situation is critical and the emperor needs to make a decision urgently."

Hearing this, Xie Chaochao frowned, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes. She stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the world covered in silver outside, but her heart was churning. Although the heavy snow was beautiful, it also brought endless disasters to this land. She knew very well that as the queen, she could not sit idly by, and she could not let this worry affect the emperor's decision.

"Prepare the sedan chair. I want to go and see the people affected by the disaster myself." Xie Chaochao's voice was firm and powerful, like a warm current, giving the maids endless courage in this cold winter.

So, the group hurriedly put on heavy winter clothes, took a gorgeous sedan chair, and passed through the snow-covered palace road, rushing to the worst-hit areas. Along the way, they saw the devastation after the avalanche, boulders rolling, roads blocked, and people huddled under the dilapidated eaves or trudged through the snow, looking for a glimmer of hope.

Xie Chaochao's heart sank little by little as she watched the scene before her. She understood that this heavy snowfall was not only a test for the people, but also a test for her as the queen and even the entire court. She had to stand up and use her own strength to hold up a piece of sky for these innocent people.

The night was falling, the moon was shining like a silver thread, and the glazed tiles of the palace glowed with a faint blue light under the weak moonlight, appearing particularly quiet and solemn. Xie Chaochao, the dignified and beautiful queen with a temperament like orchid, was wearing an intricate and exquisite phoenix robe, but she could not hide a trace of worry between her brows. She opened her red lips slightly, her voice was soft but with a majesty that could not be ignored, and she asked softly to the servant standing beside her: "How is the emperor today? Is his injury getting better?"

Upon hearing this, the servant hurriedly bowed, with a look of awe and distress on his face: "Reporting to the Queen, the Emperor is still recuperating in the palace. Although his injuries have stabilized, it will take some time for him to recover. The imperial doctors are taking turns to wait on him, and they dare not slack off in the slightest."

Xie Chaochao's heart was moved when she heard this. Chu Heng, her husband, the monarch of this country, was always so heroic, but now he was seriously injured by a sudden assassination. How could she not be worried? She nodded slightly, with a flash of determination in her eyes: "I have decided to go to the palace to visit the emperor in person."

After that, Xie Chaochao turned and walked into the inner room, ordered the maids to prepare a light phoenix sedan chair, and selected some snacks and soups that the emperor liked on weekdays. Her heart was filled with deep affection and care for Chu Heng. This love was like the warm sunshine in spring, which would never leave her no matter the wind or rain.

As the phoenix chariot slowly moved forward, passing through the winding and deep palace roads, the lanterns on both sides swayed gently in the night wind, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of mystery and urgency to this late-night visit. Xie Chaochao's mood also fluctuated with it. She imagined the scene of meeting Chu Heng, and her heart was full of expectation and a bit of trepidation.

Finally, the phoenix chariot stopped in front of the emperor's bedroom. Xie Chaochao stroked her clothes, took a deep breath, and stepped into the door that symbolized power and warmth with a heart full of tenderness and determination. In the bedroom, the candlelight flickered, and Chu Heng lay quietly on the dragon couch. Although his face was a little pale, his deep eyes still flashed with an unyielding light.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, their eyes met, and without words, the deep emotion flowed in the air. Xie Chaochao slowly walked towards Chu Heng, each step was full of affection and strength, as if telling the world that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she would be his strongest support.

"Your Majesty, I'm here." Her voice was gentle and firm, carrying an unquestionable power that seemed to be able to dispel all the haze and bring hope and light to Chu Heng.