The baby-making system is unreliable

"Okay, okay, Arou doesn't want to cry, it's him who wants to." Xu Yimo gently stroked her back and continued with her words, feeling somewhat satisfied in his heart.

The person in front of him is his wife, and the child in her belly is his blood. They are the closest relatives in the world.

He coaxed them for a long time, and procrastinated for a long time. Under Xiao Linzi's urging, the two "medicine jars" finally took the medicine on time.

They wanted to make some noise, but they didn't have the energy to do so now. Both of them were actually a little listless and lacked much energy.

Xu Yimo still had a slight cough. After catching a cold, he felt a little weak, and his hands and feet were a little colder than usual.

Looking at Yun Xirou when she got up in the morning, she seemed to have not gotten enough sleep, except that she had a slight miscarriage yesterday and the imperial physician reminded her to rest.

She just felt that the pain in her lower abdomen was gone, and her hands and feet even felt a little hot, which was completely opposite to Xu Yimo.

Now, the only thing worth being happy about is that Arou has a child, and he doesn't have to worry about recent political affairs, as they are all decided by Prime Minister Yun and the eldest princess in the court.

He didn't have to worry about the affairs of the court. Xu Yimo suffered a minor illness every ten days and a serious illness every six months. The civil and military officials had long been accustomed to it.

The whole situation is that the government and the people are very calm, and a group of people are like old dogs. The most they say is: "Oh, His Majesty is sick again."

Regarding this, Yun Xirou was half lying on the couch, feeling very strange and somewhat puzzled while lying comfortably.

According to convention, the court and the people should not be worried that His Majesty will have no heirs and no one will inherit the throne, so they should not be crazy about taking concubines.

Then, at the very least, there has to be a son of destiny, uh… that, a regent, relatives from outside the royal family, internal strife among the royal family, a duel between the royal uncle and the royal nephew, or something like that? !

Li Li's face was full of black lines. He wandered back and forth in front of her, interrupting her thoughts and said, "Have you forgotten why you married him?! He is about to die, who would dare to marry their daughter to him!?"

If someone dies accidentally during the wedding, then the whole family can just have some fun before that, right?! As for internal strife, there was also one among the powerful officials six or seven years ago, but that person died five years ago.

The current situation is unclear, so which of those smart people in the court is not secretly accumulating strength? Waiting for the situation to become clear before speaking? !

The Xu family is a declining royal family, with only a sister and a brother left. How could there be internal fighting?! How could there be internal fighting?!

"Ah Rou, cough cough cough... What are you thinking about?! Cough cough cough... I was bored during my illness, didn't you say you would secretly bring Little Watermelon into the palace?! I told my sister and brother-in-law to let him stay in the palace so that we can relieve our boredom."

Xu Yimo was half lying on the bed, holding a book in his hand that he had read who knows how many times, but his eyes never left his sweetheart. It was originally a moment when the two of them were inseparable.

But he always remembered that he was still sick and that the symptoms were caused by catching a cold. He was concerned about her health and refused to let her get too close to him no matter what.

Look, he was staring at someone in boredom and not wanting her to go out. He felt uncomfortable without seeing her.

Yun Xirou raised her eyes and smiled, looking at the person on the bed, she couldn't help but complain: "Pfft... Ah Mo, you are not afraid that your sister will be angry with you, I haven't seen the child for so long, but you detained him first."

"Ahem... the buttons have already been snapped, what else can we do?! Ahem... Besides, Little Watermelon is still young, and after a few days, he might not want to stay anymore because the novelty has worn off."

Xu Yimo held his chin with his left hand, his face turned red from coughing, but he was still able to speak without changing his expression, which showed that he was quite steady.

Children are just interested in new things. His identity must be kept secret. I’m afraid he will lose interest after staying in a limited scope for ten days or half a month.

"You never know. He'll cry for his mother in a few days. It wouldn't be bad to return him to his sister after he cries from playing."

Xu Yimo said these slightly childish words seriously, without any embarrassment at all, he really had a childlike nature.

Yun Xirou silently touched her belly, feeling a little speechless: "..."

I am a little worried about the baby in my belly. I wonder if he will harm the baby after it is born? !

Maybe what I said came true, the little guy was really brought here, but the way he did it was a little unexpected - he jumped out from behind the bookshelf.

"Uncle, aunt, were you scared by Little Watermelon? Little Watermelon is almost bored to death, hurry up and find something for Little Watermelon to do."

Little Watermelon looked at the person who looked like him, showing his two little fangs, and stretched out his cute little paws towards Xu Yimo. He was not afraid of strangers at all.

"Little Watermelon, you've grown a lot. Your uncle can hardly recognize you. The last time I saw you, you seemed to have just arrived here..."

When Xu Yimo saw the person coming, he was also stunned. He chuckled slightly and gestured a height with one hand. The height seemed quite small.

This time he was much taller than the last time I saw him. Xu Yimo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's amazing how quickly children change.

"This secret passage existed during the previous dynasty, but it has not been used for a long time, and it can only connect a few palaces in the palace. The others have been almost destroyed, and I almost forgot about it. Today, when the little guy came through the secret passage, I remembered it."

This was an explanation to her. Yun Yirou smiled and nodded, indicating that she understood. Any aristocratic family might have a secret passage, not to mention the imperial palace.

Moreover, looking at Xu Yimo's expression, it seemed that he hadn't used this secret room for a long time. After living in peace for too many days, it was inevitable that he would forget about these places used to hide people while they escaped.

And from his tone, it seemed that if it couldn't connect with the outside of the palace, it would be easier for him to forget it. What's more, Yun Xirou found out later that he was even more reluctant to mention this place.

"Amo, if it can be connected to Fengyi Palace, wouldn't it be convenient for me to sneak back?!"

Yun Xirou seemed to realize something, but she laughed at herself at the same time. Why did she have to take the small road instead of the main one? Wasn't that unnecessary? ?

"Pfft...cough cough cough..."

Xu Yimo seemed to know what she was laughing at, as if he was thinking about something, with a playful smile on his face, thinking to himself: Can I also go to the Fragrance Pavilion at night? !

"Why did you sneak away?! Are you afraid of being discovered, just like Little Watermelon?!"

Little Watermelon seemed to have heard something fun. His eyes opened wide and he clapped his hands happily.

"Ahem... Little Watermelon is right. Of course, we have to do it secretly so as not to be discovered. Uh... Did Little Watermelon encounter any interesting things outside?"

Xu Yimo looked at his somewhat shy wife, coughed and changed the subject, asking her to talk about interesting things outside to help relieve his boredom.

Maybe it's because they look similar, or maybe it's because they are blood relatives, there seems to be no obstacles in getting along with each other.

They actually started a lively conversation, with the little one mostly chattering about things on the island, while Xu Yimo listened and said a few words from time to time.

Worried that he might have passed the disease, Xu Yimo simply touched his little head, smiled lightly, said a few words to him, and asked him to sit on Yun Xirou's couch.

"Little Watermelon is so cute. Uncle is still sick, come sit next to Auntie. If you have any interesting stories, tell them to Auntie, okay?"

Yun Xirou half-hugged Little Watermelon and protected him on the edge of the couch to prevent him from falling off, and pinched his little face with a smile.

Little Watermelon climbed up with a pair of short legs wobbling, it seemed that he had used up a lot of energy. When he climbed up, his little face was rosy and looked very pretty.

He also knew that his uncle was sick, so he didn't make a fuss around Yun Xirou, but happily shared the interesting things that happened to him.

He said that once before, he ran away from Huludao, which not only caused his father to look for him everywhere, but also caused his mother to chase him for several days.

Xu Yimo also remembered that there was a time before when his elder sister only left a message saying that there was something extremely urgent to deal with and left the capital that day.

At that time, there were a lot of political affairs piling up in the court, and he only dealt with some urgent ones. The rest were piled up in three or four piles, which were almost taller than himself.

Later, after Xu Shuyao returned to Beijing, he looked at the pile of memorials and criticized them in his palace. Not only did he curse Du Xicong, he also looked at him with great dislike, and wanted to point at his nose and scold him.

The little guy said that when he left the island, he encountered many rare things in the town near the island, which he had never seen before. But he had no copper coins, so he could only wander around the streets and buy nothing.

Afterwards, he was taken home by his father, who bought him a small sachet and took him for a walk on the street.

Because his father had a good temper, he was not punished, but as a result he was severely scolded by his mother, and his father was also severely scolded by his mother.

Uh... for two whole days, no, a day and a half, mother didn't speak to father, and she also asked father to grow her favorite lychee tree.

So now on Huludao Island, there are lychee trees everywhere that my father is trying to grow, and they are planted in a circle that almost surrounds his home.

……

In a palace somewhere in the princess's mansion, the windows were wide open and the breeze blew the gauze inside the room, bringing a slight cool feeling.

Through the window, one can just see a man sitting at a desk, carefully handling a thick stack of memorials.

This person was Xu Shuyao. She was wearing gorgeous clothes, with long black hair falling on her shoulders like a waterfall. Her slightly furrowed brows revealed her anger.

At this moment, Xu Shuyao was concentrating on the memorial in front of her, but her expression became more and more solemn. She held a red pen in one hand, her brows knitted tightly together, her eyes serious and sharp, as if she was reading every word carefully.

Suddenly, she stopped what she was doing, angrily threw a memorial to the ground, her chest heaving with anger.

"Where do so many things come from?! How can there be so many things every day!? Huh?! It's all things, all things, it's making me so angry!"

Her voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction, as if she wanted to vent all her troubles. The memorial rolled along the smooth ground for a few times and finally stopped at the corner of the wall.

Xu Shuyao slammed the table angrily, stood up, walked to the window, looked into the distance, and a feeling of helplessness and fatigue surged in her heart.

She sighed and said to herself, "Handling government affairs is not suitable for me at all! I will be pissed off by them sooner or later. This job is more suitable for my younger brother. He doesn't get angry even when he reads memorials."

With her temper, she gets angry when she sees these useless things. In this respect, she feels that she is not as good as her brother. Xu Yimo doesn't get angry when he sees the memorials. If it were her, she would have been unable to bear it like she is now.

"Shuyao, why are you so angry? Who made you so unhappy?" A gentle and steady voice sounded behind her.

With just one sentence, she knew who the visitor was. It was exactly the person she had in mind. Today, Du Xicong was wearing a long green robe with jade-like green bamboo embroidered on it. His hair was tied up with a slender blue cloth, and there was a faint smile on his face.

Maybe it's because he has reached his age, he is more stable than a boy of seventeen or eighteen, and he looks independent and elegant.

Xu Shuyao suppressed the anger in her eyes and hurriedly straightened her clothes. With such a personality, she would become gentler in front of Du Xicong. She turned around with a smile and walked forward a few steps.

"You're here. Ahem... you're so shameless that you came straight into the palace without coming to my princess's residence first. You even left your son in the palace. I haven't seen the little guy for a long time."

What mother wouldn't miss her child? Especially since they hadn't seen each other for half a year, Xu Shuyao certainly missed the little guy, but she didn't know if the heartless man missed his mother?

Du Xicong just smiled and said nothing, knowing that she must not have finished speaking and that this was definitely not what she wanted to ask, so he waited for her to continue.

Wasn't it because she was separated from her son for such a long time this time that he ate all her favorite lychees when she wasn't paying attention?!

At that time, she was obviously very angry and wanted to beat her son up, but she couldn't bear to do that, so she gave him a "severe" lesson.

"However, you two came at the right time. Fortunately, both of them are fine. A-di's illness has stabilized, and Ai-rou and the child are also fine. By the way, can you tell who assassinated her?! But... was it sent by that person?!"

When the assassination was mentioned, Xu Shuyao's expression suddenly became solemn, her eyebrows slightly frowned, revealing a trace of worry. It was shocking that someone dared to assassinate the emperor openly.

Du Xicong shook his head, frowned and thought for a moment, then said softly: "I can't tell for now. I don't think he is a professional killer, otherwise... I'm afraid he wouldn't wait until I meet him. That person shouldn't send such a person."

"I hope it's not that man. I spared his life, not to let him come back for revenge. If he dares to show up again and hurt me, I will not let him go no matter what."

As she spoke, Xu Shuyao's expression turned cold, her eyes showed a hint of murderous intent, and she had her own ideas in mind.

She will do whatever A-di is unwilling to do.

"There are too many things. I haven't had time to ask. Has Airou found a way to cure my brother's illness at Bishui Temple?!" Xu Shuyao continued, with a hint of uneasiness in her voice, and sighed.