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

Xie Chaochao looked up at Chu Heng, her eyes as clear as autumn water flashing with gratitude and apology. She bit her lip lightly, as if she wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Chu Heng: "Okay, stop talking, let's go back to the palace first, warm up your body first." As he spoke, Chu Heng naturally took her into his arms and wrapped her tightly with his cloak, as if to isolate all the cold and danger.

But they were all very happy.

This is a result that cannot be changed. Being happy is being happy, so the two of them hugged each other and were extremely happy.

Xie Chaochao patted her hair, brushed off the snowflakes, and smiled happily.

Chu Heng went over and held the person in his arms.

The two walked side by side, leaving a series of footprints of varying depths in this silver-white world, and each step brought out their own warmth and sweetness. This sudden episode not only did not destroy the beauty of this tranquility, but made this emotion more resilient and precious in the cold wind. For Chu Heng and Xie Chaochao, this is their warmest memory in winter, enough to resist all the cold in the world.

Emperor Chu Heng held Empress Xie Chaochao's soft jade-like hand tightly, and the two walked side by side. In this world covered in silver, every step left a deep mark, as if they were going to engrave their immortal love legend on this boundless white snow. The heavy snow fell like thousands of pear blossoms floating in the sky, making the whole world look particularly enchanting. Every snowflake sparkled with a soft and dazzling light, which was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.

In this picturesque scene, a crisp and slightly hurried shout penetrated the snow and broke the tranquility around. "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Please stay!" There was a bit of surprise and eagerness in the voice, as if there was something important to be conveyed. Chu Heng and Xie Chaochao smiled at each other, with curiosity and tenderness flashing in their eyes. They stopped and turned to look.

Not far away, several villagers in coarse clothes were rushing over, their faces filled with simple and excited expressions, as if they had encountered an unexpected miracle. Snowflakes fell on their shoulders, covering them with a thin layer of silver gauze, but it did not reduce their enthusiasm and awe in the slightest.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I never expected to meet you here!" An elderly villager spoke first, his voice trembling with excitement. "Our village is experiencing an unprecedented severe cold, food shortages, and hardship. But just now, a strange colorful light suddenly appeared in the sky, and then you appeared in front of us like gods descending from heaven. This must be a good omen bestowed upon us by God!"

Chu Heng frowned slightly when he heard this, his eyes revealed determination and concern. He knew that as the king of a country, the suffering of the people always touched his heart. Xie Chaochao gently patted the back of Chu Heng's hand, giving him silent encouragement and support. Her eyes flashed with wisdom and gentleness, as if she could see through all the sufferings in the world and was willing to resolve them with her own strength.

"Villagers, please rest assured that the Queen and I will do our best to help you through this difficult time." Chu Heng's voice was firm and powerful, like a ray of warm sunshine in winter, instantly warming the hearts of everyone present. His words not only contained the responsibility of a king, but also contained deep affection for every life on this land.

Thus, on this snow-covered land, a journey of love and hope quietly unfolds. Emperor Chu Heng and Queen Xie Chaochao, hand in hand, vow to bring warmth and light to the people of this land in this cold winter and write a story that will be passed down through the ages.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting every inch of exposed skin, and the snowflakes danced wildly in the air, as if they were the wildest strokes of nature, outlining a series of silver-clad paintings in this quiet and vast village. The villagers were ragged, their cheeks were red from the cold, but they still had simple and sincere smiles, gathering at the entrance of the village, their eyes showing both surprise at the two distinguished guests and gratitude for the warmth and care they encountered in the severe cold.

"Empress, Your Majesty, the wind is strong and the snow is heavy in the mountains. It is so cold that it can freeze a person's chin off. How can you, your noble family, endure this hardship? Please move to our small village. Let us show our hospitality and have a cup of hot water to warm your bodies!" An elderly villager clasped his hands together, his eyes sparkling with expectation and earnestness, as if he was inviting distant relatives to return home.

Empress Xie Chaochao, in her gorgeous brocade robe, looked particularly dazzling in the snow, but her delicate eyes and eyebrows did not show any arrogance or pride, but instead revealed a touch of tenderness and care. She gently pulled the sleeve of Emperor Chu Heng beside her, and the two smiled at each other, with gratitude for the villagers' warm hospitality and cherishment for this unexpected warmth in her smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow villagers. We came here to understand the people's sentiments and their sufferings. We didn't expect to feel such sincere warmth in this cold winter. We will respectfully obey your orders and trouble you all." The emperor's voice was gentle and powerful, and every word was like a spring breeze, warming the hearts of everyone present.

So, surrounded by the villagers, the queen and the emperor walked through the snow, through the winding path, and came to a simple but warm thatched cottage in the village. Inside the house, the fire was burning, the iron kettle was gurgling, and it emitted waves of tempting hot steam, which was the smell of home and the smell of warmth. The villagers were busy, some brought steaming water, and some were busy preparing some simple food, and everyone's face was filled with simple and happy smiles.

Empress Xie Chaochao took a bowl of hot water, blew away the steam on the water, and took a sip. The warmth instantly spread from the tip of her tongue to her whole body, dispelling the chill. She looked out the window. Snowflakes were still flying, but her heart was bright. Emperor Chu Heng sat around the fire with the villagers, listening to them talk about their daily lives, occasionally interrupting them. The laughter and conversation intertwined, forming a warm and harmonious picture.

At this moment, the Queen and the Emperor are no longer high and mighty emperors, but ordinary travelers in this cold night, enjoying the most sincere care and warmth from the people. All of this will become the most precious memory in their hearts, inspiring them to work harder in the future to govern the country and make every corner of this land full of love and warmth.