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

Empress Xie Chaochao, wearing a gorgeous dress with gold and phoenix embroidery, stood under the palace gate of the Forbidden City with carved beams and painted buildings. She gently raised her delicate hands and caught a few snowflakes that drifted down from the gray sky. The snowflakes were crystal clear, like the purest pearls in the world, slowly melting in her palms, bringing a barely perceptible coolness. She narrowed her eyes slightly, a gentle and slightly playful smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, and she whispered softly, "It's so beautiful."

Emperor Chu Heng, wearing a dragon robe, looked majestic but tender. He stood beside the queen, his eyes gently falling on her beautiful face. Hearing the queen's praise, he shook his head gently, with a bit of pampering and helplessness in his action, as if to say that the beauty of all things in the world is not as good as you. His deep and magnetic voice rang in the cold wind: "No one is as beautiful as you." This sentence is simple but affectionate, as if it can melt all the coldness in winter.

Then, the two smiled at each other, and that smile contained a tacit understanding and sweetness that only they could understand. They slowly stepped into the carriage that had been prepared on the side. The outer wall of the carriage was inlaid with exquisite copper nails, and the curtains were woven with brocade, swaying gently in the wind, revealing a bit of nobility and elegance. The interior of the carriage was even more warm and luxurious, with soft cushions covered with fine cashmere, and the charcoal fire in the stove was burning, dispelling the cold outside, leaving only a warm room.

With the driver's shout, the carriage started slowly, along the bluestone road, heading deep into the magnificent palace. The sound of the wheels rolling over the snow, intertwined with the occasional whispers of the palace servants in the distance, formed a quiet and peaceful picture. However, under this tranquility, undercurrents surged. The power struggles, love and hatred in the palace were like the cold wind in this winter, invisible but biting. But in this carriage, Queen Xie Chaochao and Emperor Chu Heng seemed to be a piece of pure land in this troubled world. They depended on each other tightly, warming each other with their love, and also warming the coming winter.

Outside the carriage, snowflakes were still falling, but inside the carriage, because of each other, it became warm as spring, full of endless hope and longing. This journey is not only a physical return, but also a spiritual home, which makes everyone who reads this story moved and yearning.

Deep in the magnificent palace, the moonlight penetrated the clouds like a thread, gently falling on the palace where the queen lived, adding a touch of softness and mystery to this solemn place. The queen, dressed in complex and exquisite palace clothes, like a fairy in a painting, slowly walked into her private bathroom inlaid with pearls and gems. In the bathroom, the steam was hot and the fragrance was dense. The fragrance of various rare flowers intertwined together, as if it could wash away all the dust and troubles in the world. She took off her clothes and stepped into the bath filled with hot spring water. The water in the pool was warm and soft, like the first melting stream water in spring, gently soothing every inch of her skin, taking away the fatigue and worries of the day.

After the bath, the queen was carefully dried by a group of maids and put on a new set of gorgeous clothes. The clothes were made of brocade, embroidered with lifelike phoenix patterns, interwoven with gold and silver threads, shining with dazzling light, making her already beautiful face even more extraordinary. The queen gently arranged her hair in front of the bronze mirror, and each strand exuded a faint luster, like the brightest star in the night sky.

After getting dressed, the queen walked out of the bedroom with a gentle and expectant heart, ready to go to the baby room to visit her two newly born little princes. Her steps were light and graceful, and every step seemed to tell the glory and greatness of motherhood. The palace was dimly lit in the night, and the stone lions on both sides of the corridor looked more majestic under the weak light, as if they were also silently guarding this noble mother.

As the queen was walking along the path covered with red carpet, a clear and pleasant bird song suddenly broke the silence of the night. She looked up and saw a pair of magpies resting on an ancient tree not far away. They had bright feathers, red beaks and black feathers, and they were leaning against each other, looking particularly intimate. The appearance of the pair of magpies made the queen feel warm. She stopped, raised her head slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She whispered to herself: "This is a good omen. Good things come in pairs. I hope my children can grow up healthily and support each other like this pair of magpies."

At this moment, the night of the palace seemed to become gentler because of the queen's smile, and even the air was filled with a faint joy and hope. The queen continued to move forward, her heart full of beautiful visions of the future, and the pair of magpies seemed to have become her best wishes, accompanying her step by step to the baby room to embrace the purest and warmest happiness that belonged to her.

In the magnificent Forbidden City, the afterglow of the setting sun penetrated the clouds like a filament, coating the ancient palace with a soft and mysterious golden glow. At this quiet and solemn moment, a burst of hurried and light footsteps broke the silence of the imperial garden, attracting the attention of the palace people. Emperor Chu Heng, wearing a dragon robe, with an imperial aura between his eyebrows, walked slowly into the garden on the red carpet, and his appearance seemed to shock the whole world.

Chu Heng's eyes scanned the surroundings, as if he was looking for something. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he wondered in his heart: "Why is there such an unusual atmosphere in this palace today?" Just as he was about to ask, a gentle but firm voice came from not far away. It was Queen Xie Chaochao. She was wearing a gorgeous phoenix robe and a nine-phoenix pearl crown on her head. She walked lightly, as if she was walking on clouds. Every step she took exuded the dignity and gentleness of a mother of the country.

"Your Majesty, you are finally here." Xie Chaochao's voice was filled with a hint of urgency and expectation. She quickly stepped forward, bowed gently, and then looked up. Her bright eyes shone with wisdom and tenderness, as if they could see into people's hearts. "I have something to tell you, which concerns the safety of our dynasty and what the emperor cares about."

Chu Heng heard this and smiled playfully. He knew that the queen who ruled the world with him was not someone who would do anything without a purpose. So he raised his hand and motioned for the queen to stand up, saying, "Oh? What did the queen say that made me curious? Tell me about it. It's really exciting."

Xie Chaochao stood up and turned his eyes to the maid who had been waiting for orders. The maid understood and immediately presented a sealed letter. The queen took the letter and handed it to Chu Heng with both hands. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, with both worry and expectation. "Your Majesty, this is an urgent report from the border. The matter described in the letter is of great importance. It concerns the stability of the border and even more so the country of our Great Chu."