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

Empress Xie Chaochao gently held the carefully sewn garment in her hand. Every stitch contained her infinite tenderness and expectation for her unborn child. It was a baby garment inspired by the summer sun, cut from soft and delicate satin, embroidered with delicate flower patterns, each petal was lifelike, as if it could sway gently with the breeze, emitting a faint fragrance. Her fingertips gently slid across the delicate embroidery, her eyes flashed with the radiance of motherhood, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

There's nothing we can do, this is how it is.

No one can say anything, so just be fine.

Xie Chaochao sighed.

However, outside the window, heavy snow was falling, and the white world formed a sharp contrast with the summer clothes in her hands. Snowflakes were like feathers falling from the sky, one piece, one layer, silently covering the entire imperial city, bringing the cold and silence of winter to this magnificent palace. Xie Chaochao's eyes passed through the flying snowflakes and looked at the hazy sky in the distance, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"This child must be born in the summer..." She whispered softly, with a hint of imperceptible worry and helplessness in her voice. She knew that everything in this world has its time to grow, and so does the birth of a child. It cannot be forced, let alone predicted. But as a mother, she hoped that her child could come into this world in the warm sunshine, accompanied by the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, rather than in this cold and snowy winter.

Recalling every detail of her pregnancy, from the initial surprise and uneasiness to the current expectation and worry, Xie Chaochao's state of mind has undergone countless changes, just like the changing of seasons. She stroked her bulging belly, felt the rhythm of life, and an unprecedented strength surged in her heart. This strength allowed her to remain strong and optimistic in the face of the unknown and challenges, because she knew that no matter when the child was born, he would be the most precious gift in her life, and she was willing to protect him with all her heart.

At this moment, the fire in the palace was blazing, warm as spring, in sharp contrast to the severe cold outside. Xie Chaochao slowly stood up, walked to the window, gently pushed open the window frame, and let a few snowflakes fall on her cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness, but also awakening the tenacity and hope deep in her heart. She closed her eyes and silently made a wish, hoping that God would give her child a beautiful summer and let him thrive in love and warmth.

Outside the window, it was still snowing heavily, but in the heart of Queen Xie Chaochao, the sun was shining brightly, as if she had foreseen the brilliant summer that would belong to her children.

Deep inside the magnificent palace with carved beams and painted buildings, the sun shines through the delicate window lattices, casting patches of mottled light and shadow, adding a rare gentleness to this solemn place. Empress Xie Chaochao, wearing a complicated and gorgeous palace dress, with her hair tied high and surrounded by pearls and jade, could not hide a trace of worry between her brows. She gently stroked her bulging belly, where the fruit of her love with the emperor was nurtured, and it was also the hope of the entire royal family.

"My queen, are you worried about the coming summer again?" A clever maid named Cui Liu, holding an exquisite round fan, gently fanned away the heat around the queen, with a warm and caring smile on her face. Cui Liu had been with Xie Chaochao since she was a child, and knew her thoughts very well.

Xie Chaochao tilted her head slightly, with some uncertainty in her eyes: "Yes, Cui Liu, do you think that if this child is born in the summer, it will be too hot and he will suffer?" Although her voice was soft, it concealed deep maternal love and worry.

Cui Liu smiled even more when she heard this, like a breeze in the summer that instantly blew away the haze in the queen's heart. "Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. What's wrong with being born in the summer? You see, in this hot summer, everything grows most vigorously. Doesn't it symbolize that our little prince will have strong vitality and a bright future in the future? Besides, doesn't the hot weather also indicate that our little prince will be a passionate and wise ruler with a heart for the world in the future?"

There was a bit of playfulness and sincerity in her words, which made Xie Chaochao laugh, and most of the worries in his heart also dissipated. "Your little mouth is really good at talking. Well, since it is fate, why should I worry about it? I just hope that this child can grow up healthily, safely and happily."

As she spoke, Xie Chaochao gently stroked the guqin on the table. The melodious sound of the guqin seemed to be telling of her expectations and visions for the future. Cui Liu listened quietly, her eyes flashing with deep respect for the queen and infinite expectations for the new life to be born.

Outside the window, the sound of cicadas chirped one after another, adding a bit of liveliness and vitality to this quiet and hopeful afternoon. At this exciting and unknown moment, Queen Xie Chaochao and her maid Cui Liu.

Empress Xie Chaochao leaned against the carved window lattice. The soft sunlight shone through the delicate hollow patterns onto her delicate face, adding a bit of laziness and gentleness to her. She squinted her eyes slightly, looked at the boundless blue sky outside the window, and said with a hint of melancholy in her voice: "This summer is indeed a good season, with everything flourishing and full of vitality. But the scorching sun, like a blazing flame, scorches the earth, and also makes people upset, and even their thoughts become chaotic."

She sighed softly, as if to vent all the irritation in her heart, and then her bright eyes suddenly lit up, and her thoughts seemed to drift to the distant winter time with the breeze. "Compared to this hot summer, I miss the snow-covered winter more. The world at that time was pure white, and even the air was filled with freshness and tranquility. The most unforgettable thing is that the cool snow, although it can't really bake, but its purity and beauty can warm the deepest corner of the human heart."

At this point, Xie Chaochao's eyes flashed with warm scenes: she and several close palace maids built cute snowmen in the imperial garden, or sat around the stove, holding hot ginger tea in their hands, chatting and laughing. The warmth and joy of those winter days are like the warm sun in winter, which can bring a touch of coolness and comfort even in the hot summer.

"How wonderful it would be if I could have a cool and refreshing state of mind like in winter in such a summer." Xie Chaochao whispered to herself, revealing her longing for a peaceful life. She gently stroked a pot of pure and clean orchids placed beside her, as if she had drawn some strength and peace from its proud blooming posture despite the scorching heat.