The baby-making system is unreliable

A fine drizzle was falling, and the raindrops were falling all over the place, dripping on the calm water surface, splashing small water flowers.

These small water splashes bloom in an instant and disappear quickly, adding a touch of agility to the originally tranquil water surface.

A man was sitting quietly in front of the window. He was wearing clothes as white as snow, and looked otherworldly like a fairy from fairyland. He was listening attentively to the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the eaves.

The sound of the dripping rain was sometimes as rapid as drumbeats, sometimes as slow as a soft hum, and the ink-like mist covered everything.

"Ah! Now that you're gone, it's a relief. You don't have to be strictly controlled by palace rules. Your family can be reunited happily and smoothly."

A low, half-angry, half-coquettish voice came from behind him, and the person's breath moved closer. She actually sat directly next to him and rested her head on his shoulder.

"You left me alone under the palace wall, unable to sleep alone, guarding an empty bed. You are so cruel. Yanzhi, please don't forget about me! "

Yun Xirou glanced at him and shook him gently. Seeing that his luggage was almost packed, she knew that he liked to listen to the sound of rain hitting the eaves the most.

"Yuan Ning, I don't feel anything on weekdays, but I feel sad to be separated from you today. It wasn't like this before." Wen Shengxian tilted his head to smell the scent of her hair, his expression full of greed and reluctance. He took a deep breath and said, "We have been like this for a long time. I have become accustomed to having you by my side every day. I don't want to leave."

He must have been drugged. He is now becoming more and more uncontrollable. Although he is only staying at home temporarily, he feels accustomed to having someone by his side and does not want to leave for even a moment.

"I know, but don't pay attention to those rumors. They are just doing this because they have nothing to say." Yun Xirou looked up and stared at him, her eyes full of suppressed emotions, and spoke in a soft voice that only the two of them could hear.

Every word she spoke was extremely formal. Her eyes were deep, filled with silent emotion and stubbornness, as if she had only recognized him.

Yun Yi's warm palm swept across his handsome face. She longed to be close to him. She looked at him as if he were a treasure: "I want to marry you and make you my husband. No one can say anything!!"

It's not just talk, she will definitely do it so that he can stand by her side with full legitimacy.

"You?! You want to marry me?! Wouldn't that fuel the rumor that I'm using my beauty to seduce the king?!" Wen Shengxian didn't know what to say when he heard that. His body was tense and he turned around abruptly. Two thoughts in his mind were straining against each other.

But I just couldn't say no. I didn't dare to agree directly, but I also couldn't bear the feeling of letting go completely.

There had been rumors before that Wen Shengxian used her beauty to seduce the emperor. After all, her brother had done something ridiculous once. Now that she mentioned it again, there would probably be rumors again.

"Are you scared?!" There was a hint of teasing in Yun Xirou's deep eyes. Looking at his fair skin, which was slightly rosy, it seemed that he had been in good health recently.

Wen Shengxian did not answer, but just took a deep breath, and after a while shook his head, indicating that it was not because of the rumors.

It's not that he didn't want to, he just hadn't thought she would say it at this time, and he didn't react for a while. After all, no one had mentioned it, and there was no sign at all.

"I'm not afraid. Why don't you follow me now?!" Yun Yurou smiled faintly. Her soft fingers curled up and brushed across the smooth lines of his face. She bit his ear tip when he was not prepared and said in a low voice, "Master Emperor is a good bed warmer!"

"Nonsense, aren't you afraid of being seen?" Wen Shengxian's clear voice became even hoarse, and his throat moved slightly as he spoke, as if he was a little shy: "My parents are back in Beijing, and as a child, I have to go home for a few days."

"Okay, but without you, I'm bound to feel lonely and cold at night! Won't you miss me?!" Yun Xirou nodded in response, clasped his wrist, pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, and swept her slender eyes across his face meaningfully.

Wen Shengxian had a smile on his gentle face, and he said with a long tone, "I miss you. I really don't want to leave for even a moment."

"Then I have to warn you a few things. When you go home, don't run into any of your sisters, or you'll be tripped up and forget about me." Yun Yi said softly, with a half-coquettish, half-angry look in her eyes, and she looked him in the nose.

Wen Shengxian's smile grew wider, he raised his finger and slowly touched her cheek, and said tenderly: "I don't have any sister, even if there is one, I can't see it. I can only see you, I can't see anyone else."

"I have always remembered your little look. After all these years, I have never forgotten it at all." Wen Shengxian whispered softly as he slowly stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the back of her slender and graceful neck like a swan.

Then he slowly leaned down, as if time had frozen at this moment. Everything around them became extremely quiet, with only the intertwined breathing of the two people.

His lips gently touched her lips, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, instantly causing ripples.

All I heard was Yun Xirou saying coquettishly, "You said that yourself. As for me... well, I have actually always kept you firmly in my heart."

Yun Xirou pressed her forehead against his and suddenly sat on Wen Shengxian's knees, wrapped her arms around his neck tightly and laughed in a deep voice.

The laughter was deep and magnetic, as if carrying an irresistible charm that made people involuntarily indulge in it.

"If you want to marry me, I have to prepare a dowry, otherwise I can't enter your palace." Wen Shengxian couldn't hide the smile on his face, as if he took this matter seriously and wouldn't allow her to regret it.

"Then I have to prepare the betrothal gift, otherwise I won't be able to get close to your house." Wen Shengxian smiled sweetly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her unconcealed smile was as bright and dazzling as a blooming spring flower.

"Then I'll wait, wait for you to 'marry' me, okay?!" Wen Shengxian's fingers trembled slightly as he slowly stroked her palm. He leaned forward slightly, wanting to grab her, but chose to give up at the moment of struggle.

Because... there are people, there are other people's footsteps around, someone is coming in...

Liu Zhi suddenly came in, knelt on the cold wooden board, lowered his head and dared not speak, his eyes flickering as if he wanted to say something.

"Ahem...what's the matter? Tell me now." Yun Xirou got up from him and straightened her clothes calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Liu Zhi lowered her head and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Master, Madam Taifu has sent someone to urge you."

It's no wonder that Master Wen and his wife are urging him. He saw his son on the pleasure boat two days ago, and today the young master is still in the palace and has not returned yet.

The Wen family must be getting impatient, but these two masters don't seem to be in a hurry. How can they not be in a hurry? !

"Yuanning, I'm going to go home and stay for a few days. You take care of yourself and don't worry about me." Wen Shengxian smiled, slowly stood up, holding her hand but never letting go.

Yun Xirou nodded in agreement, and the two walked side by side, holding an oil-paper umbrella, slowly walked out of the temple and strolled out of the palace wall.

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In the Wen Mansion, raindrops fell on the stamens, leaving drops of water stains. The stream in the courtyard flowed smoothly, and occasionally there were bursts of light but not heavy rain falling into the water. The layout of this mansion was still arranged by Wen Sheng Xian Mingren.

It has remained the same for all these years, except that servants occasionally trim the flowers and plants and clean the yard to prevent it from getting dusty.

"Father and Mother, I'm back!" After Wen Shengxian stepped into the house and heard his parents' footsteps, he quickly stood up straight and bowed respectfully to his parents. However, Guo Ranxi quickly stepped forward and stopped him.

"Okay, okay, my son, it's good that you're back! Let mother see you soon." Guo Ranxi said in a trembling voice, her eyes full of joy and love.

It was drizzling outside and the air was slightly chilly, but she didn't care about that and walked quickly towards him with joy.

"Oh my, it's raining and so cold, let me touch it... Well, my hand is warm, which is good." Guo Ranxi muttered as she stretched out her hands and gently held Wen Shengxian's hands.

At that moment, tears of excitement burst out from her eyes like a flood and slid down her cheeks.

She held Wen Shengxian's hand tightly, her fingers trembling slightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, the child she had been thinking about day and night would leave her.

Such thoughts always made her feel uneasy, and Guo Ranxi felt like her heart was always in pain.

Wen Shengxian patted his mother's hand tenderly and consoled her softly, "My child is not cold, but your palms are so cold. You should put on more clothes."

After saying that, he held his mother's hand with his backhand, trying to give her some warmth with the temperature of his palm to make his mother feel a little more at ease.

Guo Ranxi gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her other hand, with a relieved smile on her face: "Mother knows that you love fish soup the most, so I went to the Bixi River to catch the freshest fish to make soup for you."

At this time, Guo Ranxi's eyes were always on her son, looking him up and down.

Even though they had met a few days ago, she could not suppress the concern and worry about her child in her heart, and her tears always flowed uncontrollably.

Wen Qingyu, the father who was standing nearby, felt much calmer when he looked at his son today compared to a few days ago.

He hugged his wife and comforted her with a smile: "Alright, alright, why are you crying?! Stop crying. Haven't you cried enough these past few days?! If you keep crying, the pond in our house will be flooded."

Whenever his wife thought of her son, she would cry, and it was hard to tell how much.

At this point, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly, with a look of helplessness and doting on his face, and then he said: "You don't know your mother, she has been crying a lot these past two days. Last night, she even woke me up and repeatedly asked me if I had lost weight?!"

He had suffered a lot this night. After all these years, he was woken up by his own wife again. How could he sleep in the middle of the night? !

My wife is my own, um... my childhood sweetheart, um, if it were someone else, they would have probably punched her.

"Look, he sent someone to bring a fresh fish early in the morning, and he said he would cook it himself and make your favorite fish soup. He also insisted on waiting for you at the door, and I had to stop him before he agreed to wait for you in the outer hall to avoid the rain."

Wen Qingyu had a smile in his eyes as he followed his wife and children silently. The whole family gathered together and slowly went into the house, and only then did he feel a little warmer.

His favorite calming incense was lit in the room, and the layout was also what he was used to. Guo Ranxi was afraid that the layout would be changed. As he had eyesight problems now, he would inevitably feel lost and resentful.

"Look...cough cough cough, hurry up, mother will serve you a bowl of soup, come and taste it to see if it tastes the same as before?!"

Guo Ranxi looked up and her eyes dimmed immediately. She then turned around and brought up the fish soup, pulled her son to sit down, and excitedly served a bowl of fish soup.

"Thank you for taking the trouble, mother. It smells the same as when I was a child. It's exactly what I've been craving for for a long time."

Wen Shengxian's expression remained unchanged as he took the fish soup handed to him by his mother. The fish soup in his hand tasted delicious, the edge of the bowl was warm but not hot, and bursts of hot steam were coming out.

Wen Shengxian paused, then added subconsciously, "I wanted to pack up and go home after the Dragon Boat Festival, but it rained these past two days, and His Majesty thought the road was not easy to travel, so he asked me to stay for two more days."

It sounded like an explanation, but it actually made people feel that there was a hint of protection in it. Wen Qingyu raised her eyebrows and smiled, as if she saw what he was thinking, but she didn't say much at this time.

"These are all minor matters. I told you it's okay. Don't worry, right? You're already this old, nothing will happen to you. Just be at ease. Yanzhi has always been prudent in his work."

Wen Qingyu "excused" her son, and served herself a bowl of fish soup, savoring it with ecstasy.

He had been missing this bowl of soup for a long time. It could be considered their love soup. Guo Ranxi often made this soup when she was in her boudoir, but she made it less often after marriage, especially after she gave birth to a certain brat.

Guo Ranxi rolled her eyes when she heard that, but it worked. She immediately stopped feeling sad.

She was a little angry and said, "Don't bully me in front of my son, old man. I feel... itchy lately, right?!"

Wen Qingyu teased her just like he did when they were young, and said jokingly without knowing whether to live or die: "I'm not wrong, is it possible that the water level of our pond has not risen?!"

"It's increased?!" Guo Ranxi answered subconsciously without even looking at it.

After thinking about it, he realized something was wrong. He looked up at someone with a smile on his face and angrily said, "But... isn't that because of the rain? Do you think I'm stupid?!"

"..." Wen Shengxian listened, raised a helpless smile, and sighed in his heart: "Father and mother are still the same, noisy and restless."

His parents have always been like this. If they hadn't pushed him that day, they would probably have felt something was wrong.