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

However, in this tense situation, Empress Xie Chaochao patted Chu Heng's hand gently with extraordinary tenacity and grace, signaling him to rest assured. Her eyes were full of determination and warmth, as if to say, "I'm fine. With you here, I'm not afraid of anything." This move, like a warm current, slowly flowed through everyone's heart, temporarily returning this palace full of power struggles to peace and harmony.

What else can I do? I don't know.

Anyway, Chu Heng loved his wife Xie Chaochao very much, and he didn't expect that she would suddenly cough.

I must be heartbroken.

Mrs. Chu's heart seemed to be weighed down by a heavy stone, and every step she took was extremely heavy. Her eyes were fixed on her daughter-in-law, the noble but fragile Empress Xie Chaochao. Xie Chaochao's face was as pale as paper, and fine beads of sweat slowly slid down her delicate cheeks. It was obvious that she was in great pain and discomfort.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Chu's heart instantly rose to her throat. She almost trotted to Xie Chaochao's side. Her hands, which were usually as gentle as jade, now patted Xie Chaochao's slender back gently and firmly with unquestionable strength. Every pat contained Mrs. Chu's deep concern and anxiety. She seemed to want to use this method to pass on all her warmth and strength to the young queen, hoping to relieve her pain.

"Chao Chao, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Tell mother quickly. Don't be afraid, I'm here." Mrs. Chu's voice was soft but with an unignorable firmness. Her eyes were full of heartache and worry, as if at this moment, all the troubles in the world had gone away, and the woman in front of her was the only concern in her heart.

Xie Chaochao tilted her head slightly, her slightly tired but still clear eyes looked at Madam Chu, and she managed to raise a faint smile, which was filled with endless gratitude and strength. "Mother, I... I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable, I just need to rest for a while." Her voice was soft, but it carried a reassuring power, as if telling Madam Chu that although her body was under a heavy burden, her spirit was still tenacious.

However, how could Mrs. Chu not see Xie Chaochao's reluctance? She sighed softly, stretched out her hand to gently wipe the sweat from Xie Chaochao's forehead, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes. Deep in the palace, power and glory are intertwined, but also hide endless bitterness and difficulties. Mrs. Chu knew that as the queen, Xie Chaochao was not only responsible for her personal honor and disgrace, but also for the rise and fall of the entire family. She secretly made up her mind that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she would become Xie Chaochao's strongest backing, protect her, and support her until the storm was over and they welcomed their rainbow.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Chu clapped her hands more gently and firmly, as if silently saying: In this turbulent palace, with me, you don't have to be alone. And this scene inadvertently added a touch of warmth and moving color to this exciting palace life, which made people have endless reverie and expectations about the deep feelings between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Deep in the magnificent palace, the night was as dark as ink, and the stars twinkled, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity to the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City. Emperor Chu Heng, wearing a dragon robe, revealed an unquestionable imperial aura between his eyebrows, but at this moment, he rarely showed a trace of anxiety and uneasiness. He hurriedly walked into the bedroom of Empress Xie Chaochao, and his footsteps echoed in the empty hall, and every step seemed to tell of his inner panic.

In the bedroom, the candlelight flickered, and the warmth was cozy, but it was hard to dispel the faint tense atmosphere in the air. Queen Xie Chaochao, dressed in a gorgeous dress embroidered with gold and phoenixes, sat in front of the mirror. She had a beautiful face, but her slightly red eyes and slightly messy hair revealed something unusual. As soon as Chu Heng entered the room, his eyes were fixed on her and he asked anxiously, "Chaochao, how are you? I heard from the maid that you were not feeling well, and I was so worried that I rushed over immediately."

Xie Chaochao looked up when she heard the voice, her bright eyes flashing with tenderness and tenacity. She gently waved her hand, a soothing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Although her voice was a little hoarse, it was still as gentle as before: "Your Majesty, don't worry. I am fine. It was just that I accidentally choked on the food when I was having a meal just now. I coughed a few times and disturbed Your Majesty. It was really my fault."

Chu Heng heard this, but his frown did not relax immediately. He took a step forward, stretched out his big hand and gently stroked Xie Chaochao's back. His movements were gentle and caring, as if he wanted to personally confirm her safety: "Even if it is a small matter, I cannot take it lightly. You know, in this palace, my heart is only tied to you."

Xie Chaochao felt the warmth of Chu Heng's palm, and a warm current surged in her heart. She gently snuggled in Chu Heng's arms, her voice lowered a few degrees with a hint of coquettishness: "Your Majesty loves me so much, how dare I not cherish myself. It's really just a small accident. Look, I'm fine now, right?" As she spoke, she deliberately moved her body to show that she was indeed fine.

Chu Heng was relieved when he saw this, but he still did not loosen his arms immediately. Instead, he hugged Xie Chaochao even tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his body and protect her forever: "Forget it, forget it, I hope you are fine. From now on, I will personally watch over your meals and will not let such trivial matters disturb you again."

Mrs. Chu, a middle-aged woman dressed in gorgeous clothes and with an elegant temperament, was sitting upright on a pearwood chair inlaid with gems. Her eyes showed both maternal kindness and a certain majesty that could not be ignored.

Her daughter-in-law, Empress Xie Chaochao, a young woman with stunning appearance and dignified manners, was sitting next to Madam Chu with a gentle smile on her face, but her eyes were flashing with imperceptible fatigue. The Empress handled state affairs until late at night. When she returned, the moonlight was already hazy, but she was still summoned here. Although there were waves in her heart, her face was calm.

Madam Chu gently picked up a beautifully carved white jade pot on the table. The clear spring water in the pot seemed to carry the freshness of the mountains. She carefully filled a cup for Xie Chaochao, and her actions revealed her love and care for her daughter-in-law. Then, Madam Chu's eyes slowly turned to the side, where Emperor Chu Heng was leisurely leaning on the dragon chair, playing with a string of priceless jade beads in his hands, with a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't care about everything around him.