The baby-making system is unreliable

"I did secretly withhold some letters for you, sir, but this... this is what you want. I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Your Majesty!!"

Liu Zhi admitted that she was guilty but she did not regret it. She felt that she was really embarrassed to be caught between these two people.

She knew that as a close attendant of the empress, it was a serious offense to conceal the letter, but she had followed her master since she was young. No one knew better than her that it was not easy for her master to get to where she is now.

"Forgive me for speaking frankly, but Your Majesty should not have any contact with you anymore. This is good for both you and me!" Liu Zhi said bravely, digging her fingertips deep into her palm and biting her teeth hard.

The dispute between Emperor Chanwen and the imperial tutor has been secretly spread among the people. If the master is also like this, wouldn't he be following in their footsteps?

Regardless of whether it is true or false, people's words are scary. What people need is never the truth, but to believe what they want to believe.

"He is actually... concerned about this matter!?" Yun Xirou lowered her eyes, her tense face looked extremely cold, and her hands were clenched into fists under her wide sleeves.

The rumors outside the capital were indeed annoying. Even if she didn't care about them, and Wen Shengxian really didn't care, one rumor from anyone in the court would be enough to sentence him to death.

"Then please deliver the letter for me, the last one. For many years to come, I will never force him again!" His reputation was ruined by Yun Shangyi, so I can also clear his name.

She was also taught by the Imperial Master, so she wanted to prove with her actual actions that his teachings were not wrong, and no one could say he was wrong!!

Yun Xirou waved her hand slightly, motioning her to stand up, and rubbed her eyes slowly: "Liu Zhi, let's go see Yuan An and see what she is doing?!"

As for how she knew that Liu Zhi had hidden the letter, it was Li Li who found out when she went out to digest her food at night. But she was nowhere to be seen now. I guess she went out to look for food again.

Yun Xirou walked forward a few steps, as if she was trying to identify the direction of the Qi'an Palace, or as if she was admiring the surrounding scenery.

The lights in the Qi'an Hall were dim and flickering, as if they would go out at any moment. The air was filled with a damp smell, and the walls and the ground were also a little damp and cold due to the moisture.

The entire palace seemed unusually quiet. There seemed to be only the slight sound of dripping water and the faint sound of wind echoing in the ears.

The palace is surrounded by living water ponds, but the lotus flowers in the ponds have not yet bloomed, standing quietly in the water.

Down the corridor, there was a man, a servant and a cat. The man was sitting cross-legged with the seven-stringed guqin placed in front of his knees. The strings of the guqin trembled gently in the breeze, making a subtle sound.

Her eyes were fixed ahead, seemingly lost in her own thoughts, her fingers lightly touching the strings.

The whole picture is full of poetry and beauty, making people feel a kind of secluded and peaceful atmosphere. In this quiet night, time seems to stand still, and everything becomes so beautiful and intoxicating.

Look at this little cat again…Isn’t this Li Li?! Li Li looked at this person curiously, tapping the ground with her paws from time to time, licking the crumbs at the corners of her mouth, and she had eaten half of the purple sweet potato cake next to her.

"Drunk and floating in a small boat, the current leads to the deep flowers. Misled by worldly ties, there is no way to stay among the flowers." No one knows where the drunkard came from in the palace, but he accidentally entered the Qi'an Palace in a small boat.

I saw a person coming ashore, wearing a simple palace dress, like a palace lady. I don't know how many years she has worn it, the sleeves are worn out and pilling, and from the sound of the wine jug in her hand, it seems that it is still half full.

"The smoke and water are boundless, the setting sun is thousands of miles away. There are countless mountains, and the red flowers are scattered like rain. I don't remember the way I came." The person in the corridor paused in playing the piano. The gentle and quiet voice was very pleasant to the ear. He signaled the servant behind him to step back, and looked up at the person who came closer.

"Zhao Shangyi, how much wine did you drink that you could drink from the afterglow of the sunset to the rising of the gray moon?" The man smelled the odor of alcohol on her, but he seemed to be in a much better mood because of her coming, and there was even a hint of joking in his words.

"Your Highness, I am sorry for being impolite. I just happened to be here." After hearing this, the man in front of her seemed to have a clearer look in his eyes. After bowing, he hid the wine jug behind him and stood respectfully in front of her.

The person playing the piano in the corridor is Princess Yuan'an, the fifth sister of the current empress. Her biological mother was a little palace maid of Qi Yudian.

That year, her father got drunk at a spring banquet and accidentally favored her biological mother that night, who later gave birth to her.

Her biological mother had a difficult delivery and did not take good care of herself during the confinement period, so she fell seriously ill and died within a year.

After that, she lived alone in the cold palace until she was found by the empress dowager at the age of six and adopted by her. After she grew up, she always kept a low profile, as if she existed like air.

Perhaps it was because of this that she was one of the few surviving members of the royal family, and was able to escape the madness of Emperor Chanwen and live safely to this day.

"Yu Shu!!" Yuan An seemed a little arrogant and angry when he heard this. He patted the cushion beside him with his right hand and said, "Come and sit down and play the piano with me. I don't play this song well, but you must play it very well."

The female official who brought the wine was named Zhao Yushu. The Zhao family was originally... originally one of the six great families of scholars, but twenty years ago, her father made a mistake, and the late emperor ordered the execution of the entire family in the name of corruption, and most of his wives and daughters were sent to the inner court as slaves.

By now, most of the Zhao family members had died or fallen ill, leaving only a young daughter. Only Zhao Yushu was still surviving in the inner court.

After all, Zhao Yushu is from the Zhao family. He has been outstanding in learning since childhood. After only attending school for a few years, his poems and songs are all excellent.

A month ago, she was named Shang Yi, in charge of the affairs of the inner palace, and worked with the other female eunuchs to reorganize the inner palace.

"Your Highness, I drank some wine, and the smell of alcohol is too strong. You don't like the smell of alcohol." Zhao Yushu stepped back again and again upon hearing this, not daring to look directly at the person in front of him, and his slender fingers curled up under his sleeves.

Yuan An smiled slightly, her eyes visibly brightened, she still remembered that she didn't like alcohol. Her biological mother was not good-looking, and her father was absurd because of alcohol, but he didn't care about his mother at all afterwards.

So she has always disliked people drinking, especially men. Once they drink, they always like to brag and talk nonsense, which makes people feel annoyed for no reason.

"Today is your mother's death anniversary. I allow you to drink, just drink it with peace of mind. This won't happen again!" At this time every year, Zhao Yushu would always have a few drinks to commemorate her deceased mother. Her mother has always liked plum wine because her parents were childhood sweethearts and were engaged since childhood.

Zhao Yushu threw the wine jug on her back a little further away. Her cheeks were slightly red as she was tipsy, and she looked even more beautiful than when she put on rouge on weekdays.

"Then I...then I can't sit next to you, I can't..." Zhao Yushu's eyes flashed slightly. He put his hands behind his back, looked down at Yuan'an, pursed his lips and shook his head.

However, Yuan'an saw that she was definitely not drunk. She always knew when to drink and would not get drunk.

"Shang Yi, are you unwilling to give me a chance?! I told you to sit down, but you didn't listen?!" Yuan An actually stood up and looked directly at her face. There was a small scar at the corner of her right eye, which could not be seen without careful observation.

But Yuan'an just liked to focus her eyes on the scar. Every time she saw the scar, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

"Your Highness, I'm not!!" After hearing her words, Zhao Yushu did not retreat, but just stood there in a daze. After a moment, he turned his head away and avoided her gaze.

She didn’t dare, couldn’t, and shouldn’t! ! But people are so strange, there are some things that they know they can’t do, but they just can’t control it.

"You and I have known each other for many years. I live in this deep palace. When I look up, I can see the sky in all directions. I can't go anywhere else." Yuan'an squinted his eyes and looked at the corner of her eyes. He brushed her scar with his right index finger and looked at her with a smile on his face.

Yuan'an raised his hand and brushed off the fallen leaves on Zhao Yushu's shoulders, thinking that there shouldn't be any fallen branches or leaves on her shoulders, and she shouldn't be stained by dust!

Sometimes when I look at her, I always think of the summer of that year when I first met her. The pond was full of beautifully blooming lotus flowers.

It’s just that there are many rainstorms in summer. If there are continuous rainstorms in summer, it is the most dangerous time for Yongchang, which has many lakes and rivers.

The same goes for her. She is prone to catching colds when it rains a lot. The longest time she was sick lasted for more than a year. But she is a transparent person. She is young, lives far away, and doesn't like to trouble others. Who can take care of her during the busiest time of the year? !

"In this palace, I am just an insignificant person. No one remembers who I am, and no one knows what I look like?! I can't see the prosperity of the world outside the palace walls, and I can't hear the noise of life in the market. People like me never have the final say in their own destiny."

She was the one who brought her life, so Yuan'an would naturally always remember her, remembering that she had taken care of her for a month and brought her back from the brink of death.

Zhao Yushu lowered his eyes under An Yuan's gaze, his sight always lingering elsewhere. After a long while, he looked at Yuan An again and said, "I remember! I drew what you can't see for you, and I told you what you can't hear. Don't talk about fate or not. How can you say such depressing words when you have only lived for a short time!?"

The breeze was gentle and the courtyard was dim, but they could still see each other's faces, as if they could not tolerate anything else, like a painting that could not bear to be disturbed.

"Well! I like your unrestrained painting style, and I also like the folk stories you tell." Yuan'an seemed a little sad, his nose was slightly sour, and a string of tears filled his eyes when he closed his eyes. I feel pity for the beauty when she cries.

She was a bit sentimental, after all, she had been trapped in the palace for a long time and couldn't go anywhere?! It was good enough for a person not to go crazy!! Before, when the imperial teacher was in Beijing, she still had to go to the school, but now she didn't even have to go to the school.

"I'm bored enough during the day without going to school. If I don't have your paintings to admire and folk ghost stories to entertain me during this long night, I don't know how I'm going to get through it?!"

The long nights in the palace were inevitably lonely and boring. There was really nothing much she could do except playing music and painting, staying at home all the time.

After Emperor Chanwen passed away, the empress disliked the extravagant lifestyle and carried out a large-scale reorganization of the palace. Most of the royal family members of their generation had died.

Now, there are only two sisters alive and grown up. The younger brother is only three years old and is looked after by a nanny. Thinking about it now, the Yongchang Palace is indeed deserted.

In the past, she didn't go out because she was afraid of being embarrassed by her brother. Now, she doesn't go out because she is afraid of disturbing her sister's government affairs. In any case, she is afraid that she can't go out with her personality. She just likes this loneliness.

Zhao Yushu took her hand, pursed his lips, smiled and wiped her lips, as if wiping away some debris, and then said: "Where is the painting?! I didn't leave the palace this time, and I haven't seen any beautiful scenery. I'm afraid I can't appreciate it. There are a few stories! Do you want to listen first?!"

"Eh?! Yu Shu was teasing me on purpose and trying to change the subject, huh!!" Yuan'an was led by her and was distracted for a moment. He actually walked a few steps into the house and said something as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Play the piano first, then tell me stories. If you don't play seventeen or eighteen pieces... er, three or four pieces to relieve your boredom, I won't forgive you!!"

As he said this, Yuan'an turned around, pulled her back with a smile, sat with her in front of the guqin, and played with the bracelet on her wrist.

In this way, Yuan'an seemed to be making things difficult for Zhao Yushu, adding some difficulty to her and not allowing her to play the song easily.

The music is leisurely, sour and astringent, complex and sad. It seems to be telling of entanglement, and also seems to be telling of confusion and unwillingness in the heart, but there is no hatred.

"..." Yun Xirou heard the sound of the piano from afar. She walked closer to the corridor and could see the two people clearly.

Did she come at a bad time?! She never thought that one day she would be able to see such a huge excitement.

"This piano music, this friendship, is hidden... so shallowly, it makes people feel uncomfortable listening to it!?" Yun Xirou stood behind the pillar, listening to the melodious piano music, and almost laughed out of anger. She actually felt that her brother's homosexuality was not without reason.

At this moment, she seemed to be inappropriate to be here. Seeing that Liu Zhi seemed to want to say something, she stretched out her hand to stop her, and then she didn't say anything else. She just left with her.

I wonder if that gentleman misses her?! I remember that man once taught her to play the piano, but she was not good at it.

……

In the mountains, there are few lights in the courtyard, and the banyan trees sway in the wind, with a few sounds in my ears. The mountains are cold, not like the mountains below. Although it is already spring, the person in front of the window is still wearing a thick shawl.

On the table was a thick file. He clearly could not see it, but he still did not forget the hard work that was about to be completed. It took him more than three years to compile so many files, all of which were strategies for flood and river control.

It’s a pity that he still has the last part to summarize, and now he can’t complete it.

"Hanzhi, give these things to His Majesty. You must go in person and cannot delegate it to others." Wen Shengxian put down the letter on the table, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Although he couldn't see, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Hanzhi agreed and bowed, saying, "Yes, sir." After that, he walked forward, holding a pile of books, and walked a few steps out.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but look back a few times, and couldn't help feeling emotional. He thought he should secretly write a letter to the master and his wife about the young master's recent situation.