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

The emperor couldn't help but smile fondly when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with tenderness and fondness. He gently scratched Xie Chaochao's nose, his action full of endless tenderness and love, "My queen, how can you say 'I didn't think much'? You clearly guessed my thoughts and said this on purpose. You want to see how I can make you happy, right?"

Xie Chaochao smiled and felt that what he said was quite right. It was indeed the case.

Xie Chaochao's cheeks turned redder when she heard this, but she couldn't help but giggle. Her laughter was clear and sweet, as pleasant as a mountain stream. She snuggled tightly in the emperor's arms, feeling the warmth and peace from the bottom of her heart, as if the whole world had stopped.

Emperor Chu Heng gently, almost dotingly, touched Empress Xie Chaochao's silky black hair again, as if he was touching the most precious treasure in the world. The sunlight shone through the delicate window lattice, sprinkling on her face, coating her beautiful face with a layer of light golden light, adding a bit of incomparable charm.

"Chao Chao," Chu Heng's voice was low and gentle, with a hint of subtle emotion, "We are so familiar with each other. With a subtle expression, an unintentional glance, or even a slight frown, I can immediately understand the waves in your heart. This tacit understanding seems to be the fate cultivated in the previous life, which allows us to find the most solid support for each other in this troubled world."

Hearing this, Xie Chaochao's mouth curled up into a gentle smile, which contained both nostalgia for the sweet times in the past and expectations for the infinite possibilities in the future. She gently placed her hand on the back of Chu Heng's hand, and their hands quietly overlapped, as if their two hearts were also tightly connected at this moment, inseparable.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Her voice was soft but firm. "From our youth to now, we have been through so much together. The days we have spent together, rain or shine, have brought us closer. A glance, an unspoken word, can show each other's feelings. This is the unique tacit understanding and deep affection between us."

Outside the window, the breeze blew past, causing the light gauze to dance, and it seemed to be humming a song for the deep feelings between the emperor and the empress. Within the palace walls, although the power struggles never stopped, in this small space, it seemed as if there was a piece of pure land, belonging only to Chu Heng and Xie Chaochao, allowing them to temporarily forget the storms of the outside world and immerse themselves in this rare tranquility and warmth.

"Chao Chao," Chu Heng looked at her affectionately again, his eyes flashing with determination and tenderness, "No matter how bumpy the future is, I will walk hand in hand with you and go on that unknown journey together. Because of you, my world is so complete."

Xie Chaochao's eyes were slightly red, but her smile became even more brighter. She nodded gently, and at that moment, it seemed as if the whole world stopped, just to witness this sincere emotion that transcended time and space, and transcended power and status.

Empress Xie Chaochao leaned gently against the carved window lattice, the moonlight like water, shining through the delicate hollow patterns, and sprinkled on her gentle but slightly tired face. She sighed faintly, and the sound seemed to have passed through the mist of time and space, carrying endless sorrow and relief. "Your Majesty, you know that I am reborn." Her voice was soft, but every word was clear, as crystal clear as morning dew, and like the candlelight swaying in the night wind, weak but firm.

The emperor paused slightly when he heard this, and the ink in his hand accidentally splashed onto the rice paper, creating a mottled mess. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes like torches, piercing through the night, shooting straight into the queen's eyes that seemed to hide the secrets of past and present lives. At this moment, the emperor's heart involuntarily tightened, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, painful and bitter.

"I didn't have a good life in my previous life." Xie Chaochao continued, with a barely perceptible wry smile in her tone, which hid the hardships of the past, as well as the uncertainty and desire for the future. Her eyes drifted into the distance, where there were memories of her previous life, endless suffering and struggle, and her determination to change her fate after her rebirth.

The emperor stood up and walked to the queen with big strides. He gently held her soft hands, and the warmth in his palms spread instantly, as if to dispel all the coldness and loneliness. "Chao Chao, from now on, I will protect your life." His voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to burst out from the bottom of his heart, with unquestionable power and affection.

Under the moonlight, the two figures were tightly attached to each other, like a moving painting, frozen at this moment. A glimmer of tears flashed in the eyes of Queen Xie Chaochao, which was touching and relieved. She knew that this time, she was no longer fighting alone. With the company of the emperor, she had the confidence to rewrite her fate and make this life bloom with unprecedented brilliance.

As the night deepens, a story about rebirth and redemption quietly begins within the palace walls. Empress Xie Chaochao and the Emperor, a couple who have transcended past and present lives, will join hands to face the storms of the future and write a legendary chapter full of excitement and warmth, love and courage. And all of this began on that moonlit night with a simple but meaningful sentence - "I am reborn."

Deep in the magnificent palace with carved beams and painted buildings, the night was as dark as ink, with stars twinkling, and the moonlight shone through the delicate window lattices, onto the phoenix robe of Empress Xie Chaochao, casting a soft glow on her gentle face. Emperor Chu Heng, with an inextricable sorrow locked between his brows, seemed to be carrying the burden of the entire world, and walked heavily into the bedroom, his eyes full of unspeakable guilt and self-blame.

Seeing this, Xie Chaochao stood up gently, her steps light, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, bringing up layers of delicate ripples. She slowly walked to Chu Heng's side, stretched out her soft and boneless hands, gently placed them on his shoulders, her eyes full of affection and understanding. Her voice was gentle and firm, like the warmest ray of sunshine in spring, penetrating the haze in Chu Heng's heart: "Your Majesty, please don't worry about this matter anymore. I am not sad at all."

Chu Heng's eyes trembled slightly when he heard this, as if he couldn't believe that such tolerance and generosity came from the weak woman in front of him. He knew very well that the recent disturbances in the court and the frequent wars on the border had all touched the heartstrings of the queen, but she could comfort her husband who was supposed to protect her from the wind and rain with such a peaceful attitude at this moment.