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

Queen Xie Chaochao and Emperor Chu Heng, clothed in the morning light, stepped into the torrent of the world side by side, vowing to go to the people themselves and rescue those who were struggling in dire straits.

The sky was vast, and the dark clouds could not hide the magnificence of the sun. Their convoy passed through the prosperous streets of the capital, gradually moving away from the red-walled and green-tiled imperial palace, and stepped into the land shrouded in suffering. Along the way, the fields were barren and the crops were withered, as if the earth was also sad for the misfortune of the people. The wind, carrying the breath of dust and despair, whistled past, rolling up pieces of fallen leaves, like countless displaced souls circling in the air.

When they stepped into a dilapidated village, the scene before them was even more shocking. Houses collapsed, and among the broken walls, there were occasionally a few weak cries of children, like the only life in this dead silence. The air was filled with a faint smell of fireworks and damp musty air, which was the trace left after the disaster. The rain, falling at an inopportune time, dripped on the dilapidated tiles, and slid down the eaves, splashing mud flowers, adding a bit of bleakness to this desolate place.

The villagers were ragged, pale and thin, their eyes flashing with desire for life and confusion about the future. They knelt on the ground one after another, telling their sufferings in trembling voices, and the sound echoed in the empty village, like a wail in the wind, striking people's hearts.

Empress Xie Chaochao and Emperor Chu Heng had solemn faces and firm steps. They knew that at this moment, they were not only the high and mighty kings, but also the support and hope of the people on this land. Their eyes penetrated the suffering in front of them and looked towards the more distant future, where there would be a beautiful world without famine, war, and everyone living and working in peace and contentment.

In this land shrouded in suffering, the arrival of the Queen and the Emperor was like a beam of light that penetrated the darkness and illuminated the way forward. Their figures appeared particularly tall in the wind and rain, as if they were two unshakable mountains, guarding this land and its people.

In that ancient and vast country, the sun penetrated the heavy clouds and sprinkled on the dusty ground, bringing a rare warmth to this weathered land. The natural and man-made disasters in recent days have plunged the people of this land into an unprecedented predicament. Hunger and despair are like invisible shackles, tightly binding their minds and bodies.

At this critical moment of life and death, a mighty team led by the Royal Guards, like the dawn that suddenly appeared on the horizon, crossed the vast wilderness and slowly drove into this devastated town. At the front of the team was the golden dragon chariot that symbolized supreme authority and mercy. Inside sat the emperor and the queen, and the eyes of the two monarchs were full of deep concern and reluctance for the people.

As the dragon chariot slowly stopped, a gentle yet powerful voice echoed among the crowd: "My people, I know how you suffer, and I've come to rescue you." Before the words fell, the guards who had been ready for action quickly took action. They not only brought the much-needed food and medicine, but also highly skilled imperial physicians who treated the sick people's diseases and soothed their pains.

The people were shocked at first, and then tears welled up in their eyes. It was the joy of rain after a long drought, and the excitement of being saved from a desperate situation. With trembling hands, they took the heavy relief supplies, and their eyes were shining with unprecedented hope. At this moment, all the suffering seemed to have turned into a thing of the past, leaving only the infinite gratitude for the emperor's great grace in their hearts.

An old man stood up tremblingly. He was in tattered clothes and looked haggard, but his eyes were shining with determination. He slowly knelt down, put his hands together, and gently touched the ground with his forehead. He expressed the most sincere emotions in the simplest words: "Your Majesty, Queen, you are the sun in our hearts and the light of salvation for our suffering land. Please accept our humble thanks. May you be blessed for a long time and the country be peaceful and the people be safe!"

Following the old man's actions, the people around him followed suit. They were old or young, male or female, and they all expressed their deepest respect and gratitude to the high and mighty emperor and his wife in the most pious way. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the air was filled with an indescribable solemnity and sacredness.

The emperor and the queen smiled at each other, their smiles showing sympathy for the suffering of the people and their satisfaction at being able to bring them hope. The queen gently instructed the female officials beside her to pass on more warmth and care to every citizen in need. The emperor gently raised his hand and motioned everyone to stand up. His voice was warm and powerful: "The queen and I are willing to work together with you to create a prosperous world. Remember, no matter when and where, my people will always be the most precious wealth of the country."

Empress Xie Chaochao was wearing simple clothes that could not hide her elegant temperament. Her hair was tied up in a simple bun, and her brows revealed a determination that could not be ignored. Emperor Chu Heng was wearing casual clothes. The majesty of the dragon robe was replaced by a light cloth, but his deep eyes still flashed with the unique light and determination of an emperor. The two rode side by side on horses, and the sound of horse hooves echoed in the streets in the early morning, breaking the tranquility of the past.

On both sides of the street, people came upon hearing the news and knelt on the ground, their eyes showing both surprise and expectation. Xie Chaochao gently raised her hand, motioning everyone to stand up. Her voice was gentle but powerful: "Everyone, the Queen and I are here only to witness your plight with our own eyes and to overcome the difficulties together." After that, her bright eyes swept across the crowd, as if she wanted to take in everyone's suffering.

As the team went deeper, the scene in front of them became more and more desolate. Houses collapsed, and among the broken walls, there were occasional cries of children and groans of the elderly. Chu Heng frowned and rode forward. Wherever he went, he personally asked about the injuries and needs of the people, and promised to do his utmost to help them rebuild their homes.

Suddenly, a burst of urgent cries for help came, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a woman in the ruins struggling to dig out the rubble, trying to rescue the child buried underneath. Seeing this, Xie Chaochao immediately ordered the accompanying guards to help, and she jumped off her horse without hesitation to join the rescue. Her hands were scratched by the rubble, bleeding, but she didn't care at all, and only wanted to quickly rescue the innocent life.

After some efforts, the child was finally rescued successfully, crying loudly, as if it was a desire for life and a cheer for victory. Xie Chaochao hugged the child tightly, tears flashing in her eyes, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, we are here." This scene moved everyone present.