The baby-making system is unreliable

As the night deepened, a gentle breeze blew, and the sudden downpour finally stopped, but the air was still filled with a damp scent.

The bricks and tiles on both sides of the street were wet from the rain, as if they had been bathed.

The crystal clear water droplets flowed slowly down the tiles, gathered into small puddles in some places, and then fell drop by drop along the eaves, making crisp and pleasant sounds.

Against the backdrop of the night and the rain, the Wen Mansion appeared exceptionally peaceful and tranquil, revealing a solemnity and depth that came with the passage of years.

There were a few dim lights in the dark room. The door creaked open and Wen Qingyu walked in. He sat next to his wife and said, "I thought Yanzhi's eyes...he was going to be sad and frustrated, but looking at him now, he is no different from before."

Guo Ranxi put down the teacup in her hand, turned sideways, looked up at her husband, paused and said, "Yes, I was thinking that if Yanzhi was sad, it would be good to take him back to his hometown, where he could live a peaceful life. We as parents would also be at ease."

She didn't dare mention the eyes these past two days, fearing that the child would be sad, but she didn't seem to be affected.

"The child has grown up and has his own thoughts. We can't control him anymore. I think he and the empress are serious about their relationship." Wen Qingyu pursed his lips and touched his slightly white beard, as if he had thought of something.

Guo Ranxi stared at him blankly, and after a while, she slapped him jokingly and said, "I noticed that too. At noon today, I went to give him some new clothes to change into. Guess what he was doing?!"

"Oh? What for?! Isn't he busy teaching?" Wen Qingyu raised the corner of her mouth slightly, looking at the person in front of her with a smile and asked.

I secretly thought to myself that my precious son now has eye problems and is even more reluctant to go out on weekdays.

Back then, the empress intended to let Wen Sheng teach the little prince in his spare time. Now, even the prince's study partner has been selected. This way, he finally has something to do.

These days, Wen Shengxian locked himself in the room all day, thinking hard about how to teach the little prince.

Although it had been drizzling outside for the past few days, the weather was indeed not suitable for outdoor activities, so he often stayed in his room and did not come out.

However, every morning and evening, when it was time to reflect on his past, Wen Shengxian would still walk out of his room.

Moreover, every time I saw him, I found that there was no sign of decadence on his face. Instead, his complexion was getting better and better, and he was full of energy.

According to the servants around him, his daily diet was also very good. If he was in a particularly good mood, he would even drink two extra bowls of delicious fish soup.

"He is busy, yes, but don't you understand our son?! He has memorized all those books by heart, so why does he need to study them behind closed doors?!"

Guo Ranxi actually covered her mouth and laughed as she spoke. She felt that her son's sneaky look was both rare and funny.

At noon today, Guo Ranxi went to her son's room and gave him a few clothes she had sewn herself, worried that he didn't have enough clothes for changing.

Unexpectedly, when she walked along the wooden plank road to the front of the house, she saw Wen Sheng standing in a daze when she passed by the window. When she got closer, he hid behind her in panic.

Wen Shengxian's movements were considered quick, but Guo still had the sharpness to notice what was in his hand. It was clearly the incense bag used during the Dragon Boat Festival.

"Mother, is that you?!" Wen Shengxian stood up and said softly. He did have some basic skills in martial arts. His eyesight was not good but his hearing was good.

At first, he was naturally a little uncomfortable, but after a while, he could tell who was coming by the sound of footsteps!

"..." Guo Ranxi pretended not to hear anything, just smiled, walked around a little and entered the house through the main door, then spoke: "Recently it seems that the rainy season is slowly approaching. This dress is newly made for you, Yanzhi, come and try it?!"

"Mother, did you see it?!" Wen Shengxian didn't hide at all. He threw himself into the open, groped forward a few steps, and was held by his mother's hand.

"Mother, I am very pleased with Your Majesty. I wish my parents good health and happiness, and that everything goes well. I also wish to be with Yuanning forever, knowing and accompanying him."

Wen Shengxian didn't ask for much. He just wanted his parents to be healthy and to be with his loved ones for the rest of his life. But he also knew that the seemingly simplest wishes were often the hardest to come by.

"Hey! Yanzhi, won't you regret it? I remember that when you were young, you loved to travel and didn't like the chaos and complexity of the court."

After a while, Guo Ranxi finally asked. She knew her son was serious. Hanzhi's letter in the past few months had made it clear enough.

If it weren't for the empress's scheme, he might not be willing to leave his house, and now the Wen family might not be able to return to the capital from the south city.

Guo Ranxi said earnestly: "Human hearts are always complicated, you know this, not to mention the monarch who is in a high position, it is even easier for him to be moody."

I may like and love you today, but I may abandon and hate you tomorrow. Can the love that lasts only depends on that moment? There are many people and things in this world that are sweet today, but disgusting tomorrow.

Many couples have quarreled and the endings are different. Some break up, some get tired of each other, and some endure it. For the sake of their children and their families, many people sacrifice themselves. Who can predict what will happen in the future? !

"I have served as an official in the court and as a tutor to the emperor. I have stood in such a high position and I know that it is inevitable that people will criticize it, but I don't regret it."

"Just because at that seemingly cold and lonely high position, there is always someone accompanying me, making me realize that I am not alone."

Wen Shengxian slowly recounted the past, with a hint of nostalgia and emotion in his words. It seemed that he had made up his mind and had thought it through clearly.

Guo Ranxi listened quietly, and after a long while, she sighed softly and said, "Since you insist on doing this, I'll talk to your father."

After saying that, she shook her head slightly, turned and left, leaving Wen Sheng standing there alone, holding the sachet in his hand thoughtfully.

The book on the table moved in the wind, the pages curled up, and made a slight rustling sound, as if it was being fiddled with by an invisible hand.

"That's fine. It's the children's business that they should make up their own minds on their own." After Wen Qingyu heard this, a light flickered in her eyes, as if she was quite curious about what she heard.

He pondered for a long time before he slowly spoke: "From what I have observed recently, Her Majesty is becoming more and more organized and methodical in handling affairs! Her decisions are decisive and wise, and her policies are able to take into account the interests of all parties. This is really rare!"

His words revealed his admiration for the empress. This empress was not confused or short-sighted, and she was gradually becoming more proficient in political affairs.

Recently, there have been reports that the empress asked the Ministry of Personnel for the performance evaluation records of officials in recent years, and it seems that she is preparing for an audit, and it seems that she is serious about it.

It was not just the Ministry of Personnel. Although the empress did not make any major changes to the court system, she had the intention of secretly investigating. After hearing about this, everyone in the court was secretly in a panic.

Some corrupt officials began to get restless and tried to collude with each other to deal with the coming scrutiny.

However, the empress was well prepared. She sent her trusted confidants to secretly monitor these people's every move.

I don't know when the empress started (before she planned to eliminate the Wu family), but she has been secretly and slowly checking the flow of silver and money in the national treasury for three years.

This morning, the empress summoned several officials from the Ministry of Revenue for questioning. As a result, those who knew nothing about anything were not only fined their salaries, but also demoted and transferred out of the capital.

It can be seen from this that the empress is definitely not someone who can be fooled, and changes are likely to occur in the court.

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The long street was like a winding jade belt, quietly spreading on the ground, and every household had their doors closed.

The moonlight sprinkled down, giving the wet road a faint silver glow, making it look as pure and beautiful as white jade.

Looking downstream on the river, it was pitch black and the road ahead was unclear. On the building signs on the shore of the capital, the red lanterns on both sides swayed gently in the wind.

Zuichunlou stands by the bank and is close to the water. Through the carved patterns, you can see the river, the sounds of singing and dancing, and the lights flickering in varying brightness.

In the west corner of the second floor of the building, a figure was sitting there alone, with glass after glass of liquor in front of him.

He silently picked up the wine glass and drank it all, as if he wanted to use alcohol to numb his wounded heart.

"Cough cough cough..." While half drunk, a few suppressed low coughs were suddenly heard. Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly clear and abrupt in this silent space.

In the next room, the smoke of cigarettes filled the entire house. The singing and dancing had stopped, but the shy voice of the woman could still be heard.

A young man sat at the table, raised his eyebrows and ate a crystal clear red fruit. He seemed to have heard the drunken cough and shouted vigilantly, showing his two fangs: "Who is it?!"

"Come on, come on, sir, would you like to drink? Let's drink!" Chunjuan leaned weakly on the young man, and suddenly had an idea and fed him a sip of wine, trying to divert his attention.

"Sir, what do you think of our singing and dancing? You haven't told me yet, sir... Oh." Chunjuan spoke softly, her voice as clear and pleasant as the song of a nightingale, and like the ripples caused by the breeze blowing across the lake, gentle and moving.

Every word was like a crystal clear pearl, rolling out from her cherry-like mouth, forming a string of beautiful notes.

Even so, the young man still pushed her away, stood up, pushed open the door, and headed straight into the next room.

"Oh, sir, please don't go in. Those who come to Zuichunlou are all distinguished guests whom I cannot afford to offend. We are all here to have fun. You are all alone, but I still have to make a living. Please show some mercy, sir!"

Chunjuan made a shy sound, took a quick step forward and turned around, and before he could stand firmly, she grabbed the door frame with one hand.

She knows martial arts?! This girl was able to get there before him and stop him first?! It seems that I still underestimated her.

"You dare to stop me?" His tone suddenly turned serious, and he sobered up from his drunkenness in an instant. His ink-black eyes revealed a murderous aura that made people shudder.

"How could that be?! I dare not, how could I dare?! I just don't want you to smash my shop." Chunjuan's face changed slightly, she was shocked, she smiled apologetically, and secretly complained in her heart.

However, despite saying this, a layer of fine beads of sweat had already appeared on Chunjuan's forehead unconsciously.

She knew some fighting skills but she couldn't expose them like this, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. Thinking of this, she continued to smile and said, "Sir, please be magnanimous. Please don't hold it against me..."

This young master is Zhu Weiyan Arsen, the visiting little prince of South Vietnam. Chunjuan was ordered to get some information from him, but the young master is very young but very thoughtful, so it is not easy to get any information from him.

He has come here several times, and Chunjuan received him personally every time, but she still couldn't guess when this man would enter the palace to meet the emperor.

"Hmph! I'll let you go this time." Zhu Weiyanshen sneered, raised his hand and pushed the door open, as if he hadn't noticed and didn't bother with her.

Chun Juan's heart tightened suddenly, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "How could this man be so drunk? What happened to our Zuichunlou girl?! How could they leave a guest here alone? This is really outrageous."

Isn't this the empty-named son of the Liang family? ! He's drunk here again! ? But does the prince of Nanyue recognize the son of Liang? If he does, then wouldn't that mean...

"My lord, I remember now. He...he is just a drunkard. He has been drinking in our Zuichunlou for quite some time." Chunjuan tried hard to hide her smile, hoping to avoid any conflict between them.

However, it seemed to be of no use. Zhu Weiyanshen walked into the house without hesitation. After just a moment, he smelled the smell of blood on the man.

He narrowed his eyes, revealing a somewhat dangerous expression, and sneered, "How can a drunkard smell of blood?! Your Zuichunlou is really a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It seems that there are many unusual people."

"I won't know about this. Let's ignore him. I'll go drink with you. I'll ask Jinqi to bring the best spring wine, okay?" Chunjuan said this, but was pushed away by him and fell to the ground weakly.

"Why are you bullying the girl? She's just a little girl, why do you have to use violence?! Cough cough cough..." Liang Kongming saw someone breaking in and bullying Miss Chunjuan in front of him. He and Chunjuan were old acquaintances, so he also spoke up to defend her.

He was indeed injured. He endured the severe pain from his body and looked up at the person who came. Because of the wounds on his body, he actually became a little more awake.