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

Xie Chaochao raised her head and her eyes met Chu Heng's, her eyes sparkling with gratitude and tenderness. "Your Majesty is concerned about me, and I am very blessed. Thanks to the careful care of the imperial doctors and the blessing of your dragon energy, my body has improved greatly after three days of care. I think I will be able to recover in a few days." She spoke softly, revealing her dependence and trust in the emperor, as well as her optimistic attitude towards her own body.

This attitude serves them well.

Chu Heng felt relieved after hearing this, but he couldn't help but frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something. "I know you have always been weak. After you recover from this illness, you must pay more attention to your health and don't let me worry anymore." His words were full of unquestionable firmness. At the same time, he reached out and gently stroked the ends of Xie Chaochao's hair. His movements were gentle and full of love, as if he was comforting a frightened child.

Xie Chaochao felt warm in her heart, and a tear flashed in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let it fall. "I understand, I will live up to the emperor's high expectations, take good care of myself, and accompany the emperor through every spring, summer, autumn and winter." Her voice was soft, but every word was sonorous, full of expectations and determination for the future.

Deep in the magnificent palace with carved beams and painted buildings, the Queen Xie Chaochao's figure was like a quietly blooming peony, with a touch of subtle loneliness in her elegance. She turned gently, her eyes passed through the layers of pearl curtains and fixed on the back of the emperor who was about to step out of the palace. The emperor's steps were steady and resolute, as if every step was to the pinnacle of power, but also to step away from her world step by step.

A hint of barely perceptible sadness flashed across Xie Chaochao's eyes, but was soon replaced by determination. She opened her red lips slightly, her voice soft but with a force that could not be ignored, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, rippling the surface: "Your Majesty, are you in such a hurry to leave? Can't you stay with me for a while?" This sentence was both a question and a request to stay, and every word contained deep emotion and expectation.

The emperor paused slightly, as if the call had touched a chord in his heart. He turned around, and a complex expression flashed across his majestic face, with surprise and a hint of imperceptible tenderness. The candlelight in the palace cast mottled shadows on his face, adding a bit of depth and mystery.

"Chao Chao," the emperor called softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, as if even he himself was troubled by this sudden emotion, "I... I have many state affairs to deal with, and I have to..."

"State affairs are certainly important," Xie Chaochao interrupted him, with a faint smile on her face, which showed both understanding and persistence, "But all I want is a moment of companionship from Your Majesty. In this deep palace, my world is nothing more than you, Your Majesty."

As she spoke, she slowly approached, each step was like walking on the clouds, light and firm. Her eyes flashed with wisdom and tenderness, as if she could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts. The emperor looked at her, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, and finally, he sighed softly and gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

"Forget it, just accompany Chaochao for a while today." The emperor said, with a hint of compromise in his tone, but also revealing his deep doting on the queen.

So, the two sat side by side in front of the palace window. Outside the window was the dark night with twinkling stars, while inside the palace, the candlelight was swaying and warm as spring. At this moment, all the power struggles and court conspiracies seemed to be isolated outside this small space. Only two hearts were left, quietly approaching each other in this quiet night, weaving together a warm time that belonged only to them.

Such a scene is full of the complexity and helplessness of court life, and is overflowing with the most sincere emotions in human nature. It makes people unable to help but be moved by the subtle emotions between the emperor and the empress, and also look forward to the story that may happen next, which is full of excitement and unknowns.

Emperor Chu Heng stood in the magnificent palace, wearing a dragon robe, with an unquestionable imperial aura between his eyebrows. He gently stroked his sleeves, and looked at Empress Xie Chaochao sitting on the phoenix chair with a gentle and slightly apologetic look. Xie Chaochao, wearing a gorgeous phoenix robe, with her hair tied up high and embellished with pearls and jade, looked like a fairy walking out of a painting, dignified with a bit of indescribable gentleness.

"Chao Chao," Chu Heng's voice was low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate people's hearts, "I have some urgent state affairs to deal with here, and I'm afraid I can't accompany you right away. But please believe that my heart is always with you." There was a hint of helplessness in his words, but also full of affection, as if he was explaining to a loved one the reason why he had to leave temporarily.

Hearing this, Xie Chaochao gently raised her eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and there was a light of understanding and tolerance in her eyes. She nodded slightly, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. That smile was like the first flower blooming in spring, warm and with a hint of imperceptible tenacity. "Your Majesty, don't worry. State affairs are more important. I will take good care of myself." Her voice was soft but firm, and every word was like a carefully crafted work of art, revealing her unconditional support and trust in Chu Heng.

Seeing this, Chu Heng felt a warm current in his heart. He took a few steps forward and gently took Xie Chaochao's hand. Although those hands had been pampered for many years, he could still feel the delicacy and tenderness in them. "When I finish dealing with these tedious matters, I will come in person to watch the stars change with you and spend this quiet night together." His promise was like a vow, and every word was loud and clear, as if he was announcing to the whole world his unchanging love and commitment to Xie Chaochao.

Xie Chaochao nodded gently, her eyes sparkling with anticipation and happiness, as if she could already foresee that starry night, when the two of them sat side by side in the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, enjoying the rare tranquility and sweetness. She whispered, "I am waiting for Your Majesty here. No matter how late it is, this door will always be open to Your Majesty."

As Chu Heng turned and left, the hall gradually returned to its former tranquility, leaving Xie Chaochao alone sitting there quietly, worried about Chu Heng and looking forward to the future. This night was destined to be extraordinary, because at the pinnacle of power, a story about love and sacrifice, trust and waiting was quietly unfolding, waiting to be passed down by the world.

Xie Chaochao blinked gently and watched the emperor's back, wearing a dragon robe that trailed on the ground, gradually go away until it disappeared into the depths of the magnificent hall. She slowly exhaled, then shook her head and left, feeling tired and unwell.