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

Empress Xie Chaochao, wearing a luxurious phoenix robe and a dazzling phoenix crown, stood quietly in front of the magnificent palace, her eyes gently and deeply cast into the courtyard. The sunlight shone through the clouds, dappled on her body, giving her a layer of soft and sacred brilliance.

Everybody is happy.

In the courtyard, a mass of people knelt down, their clothes were ragged, their faces were haggard, but their eyes were shining with the light of eternal hope. Some of these people were farmers who had no harvest due to years of drought, some were families displaced by war, and some were poor people who were seriously ill and had no money to treat... They came from all corners of the country, but at this moment, they gathered here for the same reason - the mercy and grace of Queen Xie Chaochao.

Not long ago, Xie Chaochao learned about the suffering of the people. She did not choose to be indifferent, but resolutely used her power to open the granaries to release grain, reduce taxes, and even personally sent imperial doctors to the disaster area to treat patients. This series of measures, like a sweet rain, moistened this long-dry land and warmed countless desperate hearts.

At this moment, when the people learned that the queen had come in person, they spontaneously gathered outside the palace gate and expressed their gratitude in the simplest way. They knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, tears welled up in their eyes, and kept chanting: "Long live the queen, you are our savior!"

Xie Chaochao watched this scene, and her heart was filled with indescribable emotion and sorrow. She gently raised her hand, motioned the maid beside her to come forward, and said in a gentle but firm voice: "Fellow villagers, please stand up quickly. I really can't bear such a great gift from you. Everything I have done is just fulfilling my responsibilities as the queen. The people live and work in peace and the country prospers, this is my greatest wish."

Before he finished speaking, a breeze blew by, and it seemed that even the air was filled with a warm and touching atmosphere. Upon hearing this, the people looked up, their eyes flashing with gratitude and admiration. They slowly stood up, some wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, and some were so excited that they couldn't speak, but just kept nodding to thank Xie Chaozhao.

At this moment, the whole courtyard seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force, a force called "hope", which made everyone present feel unprecedented warmth and strength. And Xie Chaochao, the beautiful and kind queen, also proved with her actions that true nobility and greatness do not lie in the prominence of power, but in the compassion and responsibility of the world.

As the people gradually dispersed, Xie Chaochao's figure appeared taller and more sacred in the afterglow of the setting sun. She knew that she still had a long way to go, but as long as she had this belief and persistence, she believed that the days ahead would be better.

In the magnificent and majestic imperial city, Emperor Chu Heng sat on the dragon throne, his brows revealing an unconcealable benevolence. Outside the window, the sun shines through the delicate window lattices, sprinkling on the smooth marble floor, adding a bit of warmth and vitality to this solemn palace. He gently stroked the jade seal in his hand, but his eyes passed through the palace walls and cast towards the vast fields and villages in the distance, his heart full of deep concern for the people of the world.

"My people," Chu Heng whispered softly, as if he was talking to the tiniest dust in the air, or as if he was announcing to the whole world, "You don't have to worry, don't panic. I know very well that your lives are not easy, and I also know that this separation is for a better future. I promise you here that after a while, when the spring breeze greens the south bank of the river again and all things revive, you will be able to see my messenger again, and return to this land that raised you with my care and hope."

Although his voice was soft, it contained unquestionable power, as if it could penetrate the clouds and reach the hearts of every citizen. Under the court, the ministers were silent. They knew the young emperor's intentions and were moved by his deep love for the people. There was an inexplicable emotion in the air, with both longing for the future and helplessness about the current predicament, but more of it was the unwavering trust in Chu Heng.

Chu Heng continued, his eyes flashing with wisdom and determination: "I have ordered that local governments should speed up preparations to ensure that spring ploughing is worry-free and autumn harvest is promising. When the time is right, I will personally tour the four directions and witness with my own eyes how my people live and work in peace and prosperity under my protection."

As his words fell, the entire hall seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force, and an inextinguishable flame ignited in everyone's heart, which was the yearning for a better life and endless admiration for Chu Heng, the benevolent monarch. The sunlight outside seemed to become brighter, as if even the heavens were cheering for this emperor who cared about the people.

In this way, Chu Heng's words, like a warm current, quietly took root in the hearts of the people and became the source of their strength to persevere. They began to believe that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, as long as they followed this wise ruler, they would one day be able to usher in their own spring, and that separation was only temporary, in preparation for a more glorious reunion.

At dawn, everything came back to life. People gathered at the foot of the magnificent imperial city. Although their clothes were old, their eyes were shining with the light of eternal hope, as if every breeze carried the yearning for a better life. With the long sound of the bell, Emperor Chu Heng and Empress Xie Chaochao slowly walked out of the palace. Their figures looked particularly solemn and warm in the morning light.

Seeing this, the people knelt on the ground spontaneously, and the dust was lightly raised, but it did not reduce their piety and gratitude in the least. The old man's hands were shaking, and tears were in his eyes, as if he was recalling the sufferings of the past and the peace of today; the children looked up, their eyes were full of endless admiration and curiosity for the two monarchs, as if the seeds of hope were planted in their hearts.

"Long live the emperor! Long live the queen!" The uniform shouts, like a surging tide, echoed in every corner of the imperial city, shocking people. This voice is not only a reverence for the imperial power, but also a deep gratitude to Chu Heng and Xie Chaochao for their hard work and concern for the people in recent years. Under their governance, the country has ushered in unprecedented prosperity, the people live and work in peace, and famine and war seem to have become distant legends.