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

Emperor Chu Heng gently picked up a piece of delicate and exquisite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which was dotted with a few golden sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, as if the most gorgeous scenery of autumn was cleverly sealed here. He took a bite carefully, and instantly, a rich and non-greasy sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance burst out in his mouth, accompanied by a hint of sweetness, which went straight to the depths of his heart. A trace of surprise and nostalgia flashed in Chu Heng's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh: "This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is as delicious as the one made by my mother herself, and it is unforgettable."

Mrs. Chu, who was sitting next to him, was wearing a light and elegant embroidered long dress, with a gentle and doting smile on her face. Her eyes, which had experienced the vicissitudes of life but were still as gentle as water, were now shining with a loving light. Hearing her son's praise, Mrs. Chu gently slapped away his hand that wanted to take another piece, with a bit of anger and doting in her action: "You child, you only know how to be greedy. This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is not prepared for you, I made it specially for Queen Xie Chaochao."

Chu Heng was surprised when he heard this, but then he smiled with understanding and relief. He knew that since Queen Xie Chaochao entered the palace, she had not only won the respect of the civil and military officials with her extraordinary talent, but also deeply touched his mother's heart with her gentleness, virtue and understanding. This sweet-scented osmanthus cake was not only a token of his mother's love for the queen, but also a bridge of emotional exchange between the two generations, connecting the warmth and harmony inside and outside the palace.

"I see. I am indeed rude." Chu Heng said with a smile, his tone was a bit self-deprecating, but more intimate. "However, since my mother is so thoughtful, I would like to take this opportunity to personally deliver this sweet-scented osmanthus cake to the queen, which can be regarded as a small token of my mother's kindness. What do you think?"

Madam Chu's smile became even brighter, with a hint of approval in her eyes: "That's great. I'm very pleased that you think this way. Chao Chao has been working hard to manage the harem since she entered the palace. It's not easy. As an emperor, it's rare for you to be considerate of her difficulties."

After that, Mrs. Chu personally handed the packaged osmanthus cake to Chu Heng, her eyes full of expectation and encouragement. Chu Heng took it, and a warm current surged in his heart, as if this was not just a cake, but also carried a heavy family affection and responsibility. He secretly vowed to make every corner of this palace full of love and warmth, and let Queen Xie Chaochao feel the respect and love from him and the entire royal family.

So, Chu Heng took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake full of love and set off for the Queen's bedroom. Along the way, the autumn breeze was refreshing and the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant. It seemed that even the air was filled with the warmth and sweetness that was about to unfold, making people look forward to the story that might happen next, and their hearts were filled with infinite reverie and expectations.

In the magnificent Forbidden City, the afterglow of the setting sun lazily sprinkled on the carved beams and painted buildings, covering this ancient palace with a layer of light golden gauze. Emperor Chu Heng, wearing a dragon robe, could not hide a trace of helplessness and bitterness between his brows. He slowly walked into the imperial garden with heavy steps, as if every step was on his heart.

"Mother, why are you always so partial?" Chu Heng's voice was low and slightly hoarse, and his words revealed a faint sadness about the injustice of fate. He stood in front of Madam Chu, and his deep eyes showed both the desire for power and the deep yearning for the warmth of family affection.

Madam Chu, a woman with a graceful and elegant temperament, sighed softly upon hearing this, and the round fan in her hand swayed gently, as if to dispel the sorrow in her heart. She slowly walked towards the Queen Xie Chaochao, and her gentle hands gently covered Xie Chaochao's slightly bulging belly, with a complex light flashing in her eyes - that was the expectation for the future, and also the helplessness for the past.

"Heng'er, you also know that things in this world are never black and white. As your mother, I, as the mistress of the harem, have a very heavy burden on my shoulders. The child in Chaochao's belly is not only related to you and me by blood, but also a part of the future of this world. How can I not be partial to him?" Mrs. Chu's voice was soft but firm, and every word seemed to flow from the bottom of her heart, carrying a power that could not be ignored.

Empress Xie Chaochao, dressed in a luxurious palace dress, had a gentle face and a maternal glow in her eyes. She gently held Madam Chu's hand, as if silently giving her comfort and strength. "Mother, I understand your intentions. No matter how the world changes, I will do my best to protect this child, let him grow up healthily, and become someone who can shoulder great responsibilities."

At this moment, the wind in the Imperial Garden seems to be much gentler, and the petals dance lightly in the wind, as if they are also moved by this deep maternal love and responsibility. However, under this seemingly calm appearance, undercurrents are surging in every corner of the Forbidden City, and the game of power has never stopped. Chu Heng, Mrs. Chu and Xie Chaochao, they each have different thoughts and dreams, and in this vortex of power, they actively or passively interpret their own stories.

Deep in the magnificent palace with carved beams and painted buildings, a touch of warm sunlight shines through the delicate window lattices onto the figures of Emperor Chu Heng and Empress Xie Chaochao leaning on each other. Emperor Chu Heng, dressed in a dragon robe, looks majestic but tender. His eyes gently fall on the slightly bulging belly of Empress Xie Chaochao, his eyes gleaming with endless expectation and joy.

He gently stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched the delicate skin, as if he could feel the rhythm of life inside. With a gentle smile on his lips, Chu Heng said in a low and loving voice: "Chao Chao, look at this belly, it must be my son, who will inherit the throne and become a wise ruler in the future." His eyes showed both a vision for the future and a deep attachment to the beauty in front of him.

Empress Xie Chaochao, wearing a luxurious phoenix robe and a dazzling phoenix crown, was dignified yet gentle. When she heard this, a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes. She gently pushed Chu Heng's hand away and said angrily: "Why is the emperor so sure? Can't it be a princess? If she is a princess, she will be as smart, gentle and lovely as me, and become the jewel in the palm of my Great Chu." Her voice was soft and firm, with a hint of unquestionable pride and expectation.

Chu Heng heard this and laughed heartily. His laughter echoed in the empty palace, as if even the air was shaking. He held Xie Chaochao's hand tightly again and looked at her affectionately: "Whether it is a prince or a princess, they are the fruit of my love with you and the welfare of the Great Chu. I only hope that they can grow up healthily, in peace and happiness. If it is a prince, I will teach him carefully and train him to become a wise king; if it is a princess, I will also do my best to make her the happiest woman in the world."