The baby-making system is unreliable

Everyone in Qingcheng eventually knew about Little Watermelon's existence, but no one had ever seen it with their own eyes, and the occasional reports from many ministers were ignored by Xu Yimo.

I heard from him that the eldest princess seemed to have left the capital last night. I guess she went out of the city to look for Doctor Du and the child.

Yun Yirou was originally worried about whether it would be dangerous for her to go alone, but then she heard Xu Yimo smile and say, "Her martial arts are more than enough for her to travel the world, and there is no need for others to worry about her."

The two noble ladies were finally rescued and secretly sent back to the mansion. When Yun Xirou heard the news, she was preparing clothes for the children.

"I heard that Miss Su was in a state of collapse when she came out of the charity cemetery. Madam Boping Marquis fainted several times from crying and seemed to have collapsed completely."

From what His Majesty said, it seems that he is giving some rewards. After all, it is because of the royal family's affairs that he has ended up like this. Although doing these will not help, this is the only thing he can do.

However, although Su Zhiyan became like this, her brother Su Zhimin's injury was almost healed. If things go as expected, Marquis Boping will definitely support his son.

"As for the Second Miss, she looks calm, but I think she is a little crazy. The First Madam also doesn't allow others to look at her. It seems that she has locked her up in the room. Even the Prime Minister seems to have only glanced at the Second Miss."

After Xia Mo finished talking about all this, she felt a little relieved. After all, she had learned a lesson. It was their fault for always being so arrogant before.

"You! After all, you are my own sister. If you want to laugh, do it behind closed doors and be careful not to be seen by others."

Yun Airou smiled helplessly and said it jokingly. She put down the clothes in her hands, saw that it was almost time to apply the medicine, and took the best ointment and left the inner room.

As the sun sets, a gentle breeze blows. The albizzia tree in the courtyard has grown new leaves, adding a touch of green to the courtyard, which is eye-catching.

There was an extra desk under the tree, with a few more official cases. A man was half lying on a recliner, holding a memorial paper in his hand. His face was serious, his brows slightly furrowed. From time to time, he stood up and held a red pen to make comments.

It was still the same face that she was used to seeing, and just as usual, a little pale. However, Yun Xirou felt that no matter how much she looked at it, it was not enough.

"Amo, take a break. It's time to apply the medicine. Listen to me and take good care of yourself, otherwise I will be worried about you."

Yun Xirou walked to his side, bent down to put the medicine on the table, turned around and looked at him seriously.

Xu Yimo looked up, seeing Yun Yirou's serious and distressed expression, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He smiled slightly, put down the pen in his hand, nodded and said: "Ahem...Okay, I'll listen to you."

Yun Xirou gently lifted his shirt, revealing his somewhat horrific wound. Her eyes were slightly red. She dipped her fingers into the herbs and gently applied them on his wound.

The cool feeling made him feel very comfortable, and he closed his eyes, enjoying this rare tranquility and care. Yun Xirou's technique was skillful and gentle, and every move seemed so caring.

"Have a good rest after applying the medicine. You are too tired." After Yun Xirou said this, she packed up her things, tidied up his clothes, put her hands on his temples, and pressed gently.

After a while, the force on her temples lightened, and Yun Yirou stopped massaging. Xu Yimo turned to look at her, smiled and said, "Ahem...Okay, I know, I will take care of myself."

"My sister-in-law said that she was worried that my younger brother would be left unattended, so she wanted to bring him to Beijing, and I agreed."

He Nanzhi said that although Hua Chenyi hated his younger brother to death, he still felt sorry for him and locked him up in the countryside to be taken care of by his father's personal guards.

That is to say, he should not hand his own brother over to that madman, if that were true.

"My sister said that my brother-in-law found Zichang in a bamboo house outside the city. He was seriously injured and most of his bones were broken and reconnected."

Yun Xirou listened to him quietly and held his hand, which seemed a little cold.

"My brother-in-law said that he might have difficulty standing on his legs again. I never thought that one day he would be like this. I also never thought that I would hear news about him like this."

At this moment, Xu Yimo couldn't tell what mood he was in. His thoughts were like the tide, rising and falling and difficult to calm down.

When he was young, he was always the weakest, smallest, and least dazzling one, while each of his older brothers and sisters seemed to be the eye-catching one.

Whether in literary talent or military strategy, the few of them are almost equally matched. Since they were young, they seemed fearless and could always create ripples of their own.

An Zichang was the best in martial arts, and could shoot almost every arrow from a hundred steps away. Yan Junhan was a talented writer, who could recite poems and write couplets, and could be easily spotted among the students.

The same goes for my elder brother and elder sister. They have unique insights, they care about the people and their livelihood. Which one of them is a gifted being! ?

How can one not feel emotional when seeing the dazzling pearls falling and being covered with dust on the ground? !

Yun Yirou gently patted Ah Mo's shoulder, held his face, asked him to look at her, and said seriously: "Ah Mo, look at me. Except for the eldest princess, I have never seen their dazzling light, and I have only heard a little about them."

"Perhaps they were once truly unrivaled in the court, but their road has come to an end. You need to walk the road ahead. Perhaps Ah Mo cannot compare to their brilliance, but that does not prevent you from walking your own path."

Xu Yimo nodded slightly, his heart full of gratitude. There was light in her eyes, which seemed to be able to dispel the haze in his heart.

"Remember, I'm here, you're not allowed to say discouraging words, cheer up. No matter what time, you must take good care of yourself."

Yun Yirou doesn't care about those things. She won't allow him to say anything discouraging and won't think about anything messy.

Maybe he can't get the answer now, and he won't get the answer in the future, but who says there will be a real answer? !

"When the two children grow up, we will travel around the world to see the territory under your rule. Ah Mo, the people of this land will tell you whether you have done a good job or not?!"

"Even if I can't get their answers, it doesn't matter. If I have a clear conscience, then I don't care whether he is right or wrong. As long as I feel comfortable, isn't that great!"

Xu Yimo replied in a hoarse voice: "Yes!!"

Really?! Why do you need an answer? It’s fine to let yourself go! ?

The debris that fell from the tree landed on her hair. Xu Yimo reached out and took it off for her. It was a broken dead leaf.

"Huh?! No?! Why are your leaves falling?! It's spring, are you infested with insects?!"

Yun Xirou suddenly jumped up from beside him, looked up at the leaves on the tree, and wanted to put her hands on her hips and look around.

“Ahem… It shouldn’t be that serious, right?! Let me take a look?!”

After saying that, Xu Yimo also stood up and looked around with her.

After confirming that it was only dropped last year, Yun Xirou patted her chest and said with relief: "This is my eldest 'son', Xiaoyou and Xiaoran's brother, nothing can happen to him!?"

"Okay, okay, then you have to watch carefully, don't let Xiaoyou and Xiaoran think that their big brother has fallen off his head!?"

Xu Yimo answered with a half-smile, looking up at the new buds on the surrounding trees.

Yun Xirou was annoyed, half scolding and half angry, "A Mo!!"

Before they knew it, there were so many red silks on the tree that they overwhelmed the original two. They spent almost all the festivals of the year together.

……

Year after year, it is spring again, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye. A lot has happened in these three years.

Yan Junning, the eldest son of Marquis Jingping, finally had a son after going through untold hardships. He set up several tables for a banquet with the sound of gongs and drums. In March of this year, the whole Qingcheng knew about it.

Even if Yun Xirou didn't want to know, she had no choice, because Xiaoran liked to listen to stories from outside, so Xu Yimo would always ask someone to collect picture books from outside and tell him stories through storytelling.

Xiaoyou is a quick learner, and although he is only three years old, he can still vaguely remember a few words. He is also very brave and not afraid of strangers, so Xu Yimo likes to take him with him when he handles court affairs.

He likes new things all day long, and few people can stop him. He plays with the imperial seal as if it were a stone. He is spoiled to no end.

Xiaoran is weak and speaks carelessly. He likes to follow his brother like a little tail and does whatever his brother does.

Sometimes when he couldn’t catch up with his brother, he would sit on the ground and cry angrily. He was still a little crybaby and liked to cry no matter what he did.

Yun Xinzhu has also made great progress this year. Mr. Yan from Donglin Academy even praised him, saying that he would be a worldly talent and shine in the court sooner or later.

However, the person who gave him a headache still stuck to him. He Nanxun would climb over the wall of the academy whenever he had time. His martial arts skills also improved a lot. He could fly over eaves and walls and didn't like to take the ordinary route.

"Hey, hey, hey, nerd, come with me for an outing outside the city! Let's go tomorrow! Quick, quick, quick!"

Yun Xinzhu glanced at him, without even looking up, and asked doubtfully, "You've gotten into some trouble again, and you want me to take the blame for it, right?!"

"How could that be?! Am I... am I that kind of person?! I... I am the most loyal person!!"

"How could that be?! Am I... am I that kind of person?! I... I am the most loyal person!!" He Nanxun smiled awkwardly, not saying anything on the surface, but thinking in his heart: How could you guess so accurately? !

There were many anecdotes about literati in this year's spring examination, and naturally there were many things that everyone in Qingcheng talked about with relish, the first of which was the top scholar.

The excitement of catching a son-in-law from the list is something that is rarely seen in three years. It is said that the man was chased across most of Qingcheng, and people laughed for more than half a month.

Her father, the Prime Minister, seemed to have become much kinder, perhaps because he was happy to be his father-in-law, or perhaps because he was pleased with his younger brother's progress.

Zhou Ziyin seemed to have more white hair. As time went by, she no longer cared about her daughter, but instead paid more attention to her youngest son.

Outside Qingcheng, in a bamboo house somewhere, Doctor Du seemed to live with Little Watermelon.

On the 15th of every month, Doctor Du would provide free medical consultations in the city. Little Watermelon had grown taller, learned a lot about medicinal herbs, and had quite a talent.

My sister said that it would be a good idea for him to study medicine and inherit his brother-in-law's legacy in the future, so let him do what he wants.

There was another person in the bamboo house, it was An Zichang. I heard that he seemed to have forgotten about people. Knowing that his legs were broken, he was not surprised and accepted it calmly.

Yun Xirou went to see him once, when she left the capital. The man was sitting in a wheelchair and looked calm.

He was not as heroic and youthful as in Xu Yimo's story, but rather had a bit more of a detached and indifferent look. He was fiddling with the herbs in the yard, presumably looking after them for Doctor Du.

There were thick calluses on his fingers, as if they were caused by shooting arrows, and he looked more sturdy than a military commander.

Although his hair was down, it was tied up with white silk satin, and if you ignore the wound on his leg, he could be considered a handsome man.

Yun Yirou didn't say anything, but handed him the jar of wine that Xu Yimo gave her, and waited for him to look up with a questioning look in his eyes.

"This is a friend named Xu who asked me to pass it to you. He refused to come, but he said he must give it to you."

The man seemed to pause, his eyes fixed on the jar of wine, until Yun Xirou turned and left, and then his voice sounded from behind him.

"Thank you, thank your friend. Tell him that I am sorry!"

He just said this, but it sounded like he had used up all his strength.

"Okay!" After saying that, Yun Xirou didn't stay for long and just walked out.

Yun Xirou didn’t know whether he had really lost his memory or not, but that didn’t matter anymore. The jar of wine was already on the table. It was Xu Yimo who had someone dig it out from under the peach tree.

His health was getting worse and worse. He was afraid that after he passed away, no one would remember the jar of wine, but he didn't want to see that person, so he asked Yun Xirou to dig it out for him.

Yun Xirou climbed onto the carriage outside the bamboo house and covered him with the cloak again. He smiled on his pale face and glanced at the bamboo house not far away.

In the end, he didn't see anyone, but just said lightly: "Let's go, let's... let's go travel around the world! Let's... let's go wandering around the world!"

Yun Xirou nodded, and something seemed to slide down her temples. What was that? Oh...it turned out to be her tears, falling unconsciously.

Isn't it just traveling around the world? Why are you crying? Isn't it just leaving two children for a few years? ! Why are you crying so uselessly? !

For another five years, they traveled for half a year each year and returned to Beijing for half a year. During these five years, the two of them traveled together to the grasslands in the north, the rivers and lakes in the south, and the Gobi hills in the west.

But the grassland was too big for them to reach its end, the rivers, seas and lakes were too vast for their boats to reach their destination, and the Gobi mountains were too high for them to cross.

They were just out for fun, and they always went wherever they went? Wherever they went, they would return there?! It seemed that if they could walk to the end without asking where they were going, they would be satisfied just by doing so.

In the spring of the third year after they left Beijing, Yun Xinzhu entered the court. He was Mr. Yan's last outstanding disciple and ranked fourth in the spring examination.

For a man of his age, he was a very outstanding person. He brought honor to his father, the Prime Minister, and became a favorite in the eyes of the girls in the capital.

On the day when the results were announced, the door of the prime minister's residence was almost broken down. I heard that my younger brother was chased here and there and hid outside for several hours before returning home. The scene is so funny just thinking about it.