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

Chu Heng took the letter and slowly unfolded it. As the contents of the letter gradually came into his eyes, his smile gradually faded and his eyes became deep and sharp. The letter described a sudden rebellion. The important town on the border was besieged by unknown forces. The situation was critical and urgently needed support from the court. At this moment, Chu Heng felt an unprecedented sense of urgency. He knew that this was not only a test of his ability to govern the country, but also a test of the loyalty and love of the imperial couple to the land they jointly protected.

"Really? It seems that the Queen and I will have to work together to overcome difficulties again." Chu Heng's voice was low and powerful, and every word revealed an unquestionable firmness. His eyes met Xie Chaochao again. The two of them did not need to say much, they already had a mutual understanding, and an invisible force flowed between them. It was the determination of an emperor and the tacit understanding of a partner.

In the setting sun, the imperial couple stood side by side, their shadows were stretched out, as if they were an eternal mark in the long river of history, foreshadowing that a magnificent journey full of excitement and challenges was about to begin, and their story would also shine even brighter in this journey.

In the magnificent Forbidden City with its carved beams and painted buildings, the sun shines through the clouds and sprinkles on the bluestone slabs of the imperial garden, adding a touch of gentle color to this ancient palace. Empress Xie Chaochao, wearing a luxurious brocade phoenix robe, with her hair tied high and surrounded by pearls and jade, looks like a fairy from a painting. She is leaning against the dragon throne and gently hugging the emperor. Their eyes fall on the old locust tree with lush branches and leaves not far away.

On the branches of the old locust tree, two magpies were jumping happily. Their feathers were bright, one black and one white, which set off each other. Their chirping sounds were crisp and pleasant, full of vitality and energy. Sometimes they chased each other and played, and sometimes they stood side by side, lowering their heads and whispering, as if they had endless whispers to say. This warm and lively scene made Queen Xie Chaochao's eyes glow with tenderness.

"Look, Your Majesty," Xie Chaochao whispered softly, her voice full of tenderness and affection, "these two little things have such a good relationship. They can't bear to be apart for a moment. It's like a match made in heaven, destined to be together." Her fingers gently stroked the back of the emperor's hand. The touch was warm and delicate, like a breeze in spring, brushing across the heart and causing ripples in one's heart.

Upon hearing this, the emperor smiled dotingly. He gently held the queen's hand, his eyes deep and gentle: "Yes, Chao Chao, they are just like us. Although they were born on different branches, they met each other by chance and stayed together. The fate in this world is so wonderful." His voice was low and magnetic, and every word seemed to flow from the bottom of his heart, full of deep love and cherishment for the queen.

Empress Xie Chaochao's eyes were slightly red, she snuggled in the emperor's arms, feeling the warmth and peace from the bottom of her heart. At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world had quieted down, leaving only the two of them, and the two magpies singing happily on the branches, weaving together their beautiful time.

The flowers in the imperial garden seemed to feel the affection, swaying and emitting fragrance, adding a touch of romance and poetry to this warm scene. In the distance, the occasional footsteps of palace servants and the melodious bells from the distant palace made everything seem both real and dreamy, like a moving painting that slowly unfolds before the world, making people want to explore and indulge in it.

As the emperor and Empress Xie Chaochao were immersed in each other's affectionate gaze, it seemed that only the heartbeat and breathing of the other person remained in their world, and the noise of the outside world was isolated by this deep affection. The emperor's hand gently stroked the silky black hair of the Empress, and his eyes flashed with unprecedented tenderness and doting, as if he wanted to engrave this moment forever in his heart.

However, at this moment, a hurried and slightly panicked sound of footsteps broke the silence. An eunuch dressed in gorgeous palace clothes, with a pale face, hurried into the hall, holding a golden edict in his hand, as if carrying important news. He knelt on the ground, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice: "Your Majesty, there is a minister outside the palace who urgently wants to see you, and it seems that there is something important to discuss."

The emperor's eyes froze instantly, and a trace of helplessness and reluctance flashed across his brows. He slowly loosened his arms around Empress Xie Chaochao, the hands that had wiped away her tears countless times and put on the phoenix crown for her, but now he could only let go reluctantly. A trace of barely perceptible tears flashed in the eyes of the Empress, but she held back the tears that were about to overflow and responded to the emperor with a gentle smile, which showed both understanding and encouragement, as if saying: "State affairs are more important, I will wait for your return."

The emperor stood up and looked into the distance with a determined gaze, where he, as the ruler of a country, had to shoulder the responsibility and burden. He gently patted the back of the queen's hand, which was a silent farewell and a deep promise. Then, he turned around and strode towards the palace gate, each step seemed so firm and powerful, as if he was announcing to the world that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, he would move forward without hesitation.

Empress Xie Chaochao watched the emperor's back gradually go away until he disappeared outside the palace gate, and she felt mixed emotions. She knew that every separation was for a better reunion, and she would wait here until he returned again, bringing news of victory, and watching the bright moon that belonged to them with her.

Empress Xie Chaochao, wearing an intricate and exquisite phoenix robe embroidered with lifelike golden phoenixes, seemed ready to fly high at any time, but was ultimately bound by the palace walls. She stood on the highest observation deck in the Forbidden City, her eyes passed through the layers of glazed tiles, closely following the emperor's receding figure until the bright yellow dragon robe completely disappeared behind the vermilion palace gate. Her eyes were filled with reluctance and indescribable complex emotions, just like the last sunset in autumn, gorgeous and sad.

A long sigh slowly flowed from her cherry-red lips, like the loneliest wind in the middle of the night, penetrating the empty palace, carrying endless sorrow and helplessness, echoing in every corner. This sigh was not only a pity for the emperor's departure, but also a feeling for the impermanence of her own fate. Empress Xie Chaochao, although she was the mother of the world and enjoyed all the glory and wealth, she also had unknown loneliness and struggle.

She turned slowly, and each step seemed to carry a heavy weight. The hem of her phoenix robe brushed against the cold floor tiles, making a crisp sound that was particularly clear in the silent palace. Although her steps were slow, they were extremely firm, as if she was telling herself that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she had to walk on bravely.