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

Empress Xie Chaochao gently stroked her growing belly, with a gentle and happy smile on her face, as if her whole world was hidden in it. As the night quietly fell, she slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes like two small fans, gently casting a faint shadow under her eyelids, with a bit of anticipation in her tranquility.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant bird song penetrated the night and came from the window, like the sound of nature, breaking the silence and solemnity in the palace. For Xie Chaochao, this sound was not only the music of nature, but also a symbol of vitality, a vision and call for an infinitely beautiful future.

The corners of her mouth lifted unconsciously, and an indescribable joy welled up in her heart. The bird song seemed to be nature's blessing to the fetus in her belly, and the highest tribute to her soon-to-be mother. She seemed to be able to see, in that distant yet near future, the child taking his first steps, chasing and playing in the garden, and sharing the vastness and freedom of the sky with these free-flying birds.

Xie Chaochao's thoughts drifted away with the birdsong, and her dreams began to weave warm and beautiful pictures. She dreamed that she was holding her child's hand and walking on the path of the imperial garden, surrounded by flowers and fragrance. The child's laughter was crisp and pleasant, just like the birdsong outside the window, pure and infectious, making the entire palace bathed in an unprecedented warmth and harmony.

In this interweaving of dreams and reality, Xie Chaochao felt unprecedented peace and satisfaction. She knew that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, as long as there was love and hope in her heart, nothing was impossible. This maternal love and this expectation for the future would become her most solid armor, accompanying her through every day and night until they welcomed the beautiful tomorrow that belonged to them together.

So, on this quiet and hopeful night, Queen Xie Chaochao slowly fell asleep with a smile. In her dream, there was the sky that was made even more colorful by the singing of birds, and the little life that was about to come into the world and bring her endless joy and hope.

Emperor Chu Heng, wearing a dragon robe, sat in the magnificent imperial study, buried in a mountain of memorials. The sun shone through the carved window lattices, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a touch of warm color to the dull interior. In the interval between reviewing, he inadvertently raised his head, his eyes passed through the palace walls, as if he had passed through the constraints of time and space, and was fixed in the distant and mysterious world outside the palace.

The world outside the palace is at the end of winter, but it is already quietly nurturing the vitality of spring. In the distance, the mountains are surrounded by a veil of mist, like a fairyland; nearby, a stream flows around the bluestone path, and the gurgling sound of water and the occasional bird calls interweave into a melodious movement. On the dead branches, a few green buds stubbornly poke their heads out, indicating that the cold winter is about to pass and the spring of revival is about to come.

Chu Heng's heart was filled with an indescribable throbbing. He stood up, walked slowly to the window, and gently placed his hands on the window frame, as if he could touch the freedom and beauty one step closer. His eyes were shining with endless yearning and desire for nature, which was a deep yearning for the vast world of a person who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, and also a subtle envy for ordinary life.

"When spring comes, I will definitely take the queen out for a spring outing." Chu Heng thought to himself, his voice was soft but firm. He imagined walking side by side with his beloved on a path full of flowers, with the spring breeze blowing and the fragrance of flowers in the air. The two of them smiled at each other, and all their worries and sorrows were blown away by the wind, leaving only two hearts tightly attached to each other. At that moment, he was no longer the high and mighty emperor, and she was no longer the queen with heavy responsibilities. They were just an ordinary couple in the world, enjoying the warm time that belonged to each other.

This idea was like a seed, taking root in Chu Heng's heart, growing rapidly, and finally occupying all his thoughts. He began to plan this trip, from route selection to entourage, striving for perfection in every detail, just to let the queen feel unprecedented surprise and romance.

As the days passed, the severe cold of winter gradually receded, and the footsteps of spring quietly approached. Chu Heng's heart was full of expectations. He seemed to have seen the gorgeous sea of ​​flowers, heard the laughter, and felt the joy and happiness from the inside out. And this spring trip with the queen will also become a good story circulated in the palace, and future generations will always remember it with envy and yearning.

One week later, in the early morning, the sun shone through the clouds, dappled on the magnificent palace, covering the solemn building with a soft and warm glow. Empress Xie Chaochao, a royal woman known for her kindness, was sitting in her exquisite bedroom, gently stroking a letter that had just been hurriedly delivered by a servant. This letter was different from the usual tedious court reports or polite exchanges between nobles. It came from outside the palace, from the hands of an ordinary citizen, and the words were full of sincerity and gratitude.

The letter paper was slightly yellowed, and the edges were slightly worn, as if one could smell the atmosphere of civilian life from it. Empress Xie Chaochao slowly unfolded the letter, and her bright eyes were instantly lit up by the affectionate words in the letter. In the letter, an elderly woman, with trembling strokes, described how a heavy tax that the Empress had recently ordered to be reduced had moistened their dry lives like a sweet rain, freeing her family from hunger, allowing the children to pick up books again, and their eyes were rekindled with hope for the future.

After reading the letter, the queen's face blossomed with a gentle and firm smile, a light radiating from the inside out, illuminating the entire room. She knew very well that in the depths of the palace where power and glory intertwined, every sincere gratitude from the people was the best affirmation of her philosophy of governing the country. So the queen immediately summoned her most trusted maid and ordered: "Go, prepare a generous return gift for me, not only gold and silver treasures, but also bring food, cloth and books that I personally selected, so that this old lady and her fellow villagers can feel the warmth and care of the royal family. At the same time, attach my handwritten letter to tell them that the heart of the royal family is always with the people."

The maid took the order and left. Empress Xie Chaochao continued to sit by the window, looking at the busy palace life outside the window, with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in her heart. She knew that this was not just a story of a thank-you letter, but also a testimony of her efforts to practice the oath of "people-oriented" as an empress. In this era full of challenges and opportunities, she wants to use her actions to write legends about love and hope, so that every corner of this land can be bathed in the sunshine of peace and prosperity.