The baby-making system is unreliable

In early August of that year, the situation in South Vietnam deteriorated, and the streets were filled with the atmosphere of conflict. In the midst of the desolation in the West Palace of Longcheng, only this place could be considered a pure land.

Inside the palace walls, the grass and trees are withered, and the pavilions and towers look particularly desolate. However, even in such an environment, there is still a place that seems to be a pure land isolated from the world.

That is the Princess Palace built by Zhu Weiyan. This palace is located in a corner of the Longxi Palace, surrounded by lush green trees and beautiful flowers.

Although the outside world was in turmoil, it was still peaceful and tranquil here. The palace gate was closed, and several serious-looking guards stood at the door, watching the surroundings vigilantly to ensure the safety of the princess's palace.

"Get out! Get out of here! I won't agree to your request. I absolutely won't! Don't even think about it! If you have the guts, just kill me!"

Zhu Weiyanli had a stubborn personality. He wore a plain white robe, as if he was wearing it for his dead father. Tears as big as beans fell from his eyes. He gritted his teeth and yelled at his third brother, his eyes full of stubbornness.

The thin figure looked so lonely and helpless in the wind, but the light flashing in her eyes was full of indomitable spirit and determination.

Crystal clear tears slid down her fair and delicate cheeks like pearls that had broken off the string, dripping onto the cold ground and splashing tiny tears.

"Little sister, are you expecting someone to come and save you? Who will?! Are you waiting for Zhu Weiyan?! Ridiculous, an unpopular bastard dares to compete with this writer for the position. It's been almost two months, and you're not even staying in some corner."

Zhu Weiyankun's eyes were wide open, his stern face was distorted by anger, and he looked a little scary at the moment with his sinister look.

Now he has taken control of the entire Nanyue Imperial City. Not only that, he has also set up numerous checkpoints at the entrances and exits of the city. As long as that person dares to show up, he will order people to shoot him.

Anyway, he has already killed so many brothers, so it doesn't matter if he kills a few more. It won't be a big problem for him.

"Hmph!! Don't worry about it. You can't ascend the throne easily. No way! Don't even think about it!! This princess doesn't believe you can kill everyone!! In such a huge court, is there no one who dares to refute you!?"

Zhu Weiyanli was trembling all over at this moment, clenching his teeth, and using all his strength to barely suppress the weak sobs that were about to burst out of his mouth.

She stared at Zhu Weiyankun with her eyes wide open, viciously. Her fierce gaze was not only filled with endless hatred, but also with an indescribable stubbornness and indomitable spirit.

Such a hateful look made people feel cold, as if if Zhu Weiyankun dared to act rashly, she would rush forward without hesitation and fight him to the death.

Facing Zhu Weiyanli's anger and determination, Zhu Weiyankun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer of contempt: "My little sister is indeed stubborn, but my sixteenth and nineteenth brothers are not hard bones. They have been scared to pee their pants!? My little sister, you don't want to experience the taste of prison, don't challenge my patience again, do you understand?!"

After saying this, Zhu Weiyankun burst into laughter again. His laughter echoed in the empty palace, sounding particularly harsh.

However, Zhu Weiyanli still stood up straight, looked him straight in the face, and replied without flinching, "A bunch of useless spineless people, good looking but useless!! Otherwise, why would you come here?! Isn't it because they are insignificant and their words don't carry enough weight!?"

It must be said that this little princess was really smart. If things had really developed as he expected, he would have ordered someone to send her a cup of extremely poisonous wine and send her to hell in the West Palace.

All I could hear was Zhu Weiyankun gritting his teeth and squeezing out vicious words from between his teeth in an attempt to threaten me.

"Okay! Just wait and see. It won't be long before I bring Zhu Weiyan's damned head to you! He will never escape from my grasp. I want to see if I can still remain as calm as I am now!"

After saying these harsh words, Zhu Weiyankun angrily flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked away, leaving behind a gust of cold wind whistling behind him.

On the night when the two were arguing, Liang Kongming slowly arrived in Longcheng, reached an agreement with Zhu Weiyan, and promised to help him succeed.

Within just one month, Liang Kongming and his companions first contacted the little princess Zhu Weiyanli, and the three of them worked together to pass messages to each other. After careful planning and avoiding all kinds of spies, they finally succeeded in stealing Zhu Weiyankun's tiger talisman for mobilizing troops.

At the end of November of that year, before Zhu Weiyankun had time to react, the three men gathered at Huaxi Gate, the west gate of Longcheng, launched a mutiny overnight, and shot Zhu Weiyankun to death in the Huanan Palace.

Zhu Weiyanshen originally thought that Liang Kongming was just a weak scholar, but after a month of getting along with him, he gradually changed his opinion of Liang Kongming.

As for Liang Kongming's martial arts, they are indeed not very strong. Compared with those top masters in the world, there may be a big gap.

But his mind is flexible and he is just as good at plotting schemes. Whenever he encounters a difficult problem, Liang Kongming can quickly analyze the key and come up with a solution.

Perhaps it is because he has experienced more and has let go of many things, Liang Kongming now looks much more mature, less youthful and frivolous, more calm and restrained, no longer as impulsive and reckless as before.

This time, with the help of Liang Kongming, Zhu Weiyan succeeded in ascending the throne "very quickly". When leaving, he invited him to be a guest in the Nanyue Imperial City.

When the moon is high in the sky and the clouds are light and the wind is gentle, South Vietnam is like spring all year round. Even on the night of late November, it is not cold at all when you admire the moon in the courtyard.

"Thank you so much for this. No matter what, you are my brother and I'm savior. Let me toast to you."

Zhu Weiyanli had a faint bitter smile on her face, with a hint of sadness in her eyes. Even so, she pretended to be calm and maintained her pride as a princess.

"I have been entrusted with the task and have done my duty. I have only done my best to complete the task entrusted to me. I really do not deserve such generous rewards from you two."

"If you two really want to express gratitude, then you should give it to our empress! After all, this matter is also carried out on her orders." Liang Kongming smiled and raised his glass to gesture to the two people opposite him, his words full of humility and courtesy.

When he talked with the other party, his every word and action was reserved and polite, and his movements were elegant and generous, and it was impossible to find any fault with him.

The person in front of me is completely different from the one a year ago. In just one year, a person can change so much that it is difficult to find even a trace of the original person.

Zhu Weiyan subconsciously turned sideways to stare. At this moment, Liang Kongming's appearance changed too quickly, and she couldn't help feeling dazed, as if the man standing in front of her was not someone she once knew, but a completely stranger.

The figure in her memory and the current image overlapped, yet seemed incompatible. The strong contrast made her dazed for a moment.

The final farewell at the banquet was on such a night. Looking at his departing back, Zhu Weiyan shed a string of tears at her temples and finally withdrew her hand that was about to call him back.

"If you like her, go after her. This is the sister in my memory, isn't she?" Zhu Weiyan Arsen had stood behind her without her noticing. The brother and sister had similar expressions and stood on the high platform, their figures seeming to overlap with hers.

Somehow, at this moment, one really feels that they are brother and sister. Maybe it’s because one was quiet and the other was noisy before, but now there are two Quiets, so they look more alike.

"In the past, I would pursue her no matter what she said, but now... I am a little unsure. Maybe I... am not enough..."

Zhu Wei Yanli was not confident enough at the moment. She had encountered a sudden change, which made her gradually understand that the world is unpredictable and human hearts are hard to predict.

Zhu Weiyanli used to be a person who would pursue whatever he faced without hesitation as long as he had made up his mind.

However, now, after many changes, she is no longer as resolute and determined as before. At this moment, she is full of confusion and hesitation, and even has deep doubts about herself.

At this moment, I don't know why, but I always feel that we are very far away from each other, and no matter how hard I try, I can't catch up. Looking at the seemingly unattainable goal in front of me, I can't help feeling powerless in my heart.

A familiar and firm voice came into her ears, with the wantonness of a young man: "My sister, Zhu Weiyan Arsen, is naturally the best. You are not allowed to doubt yourself. Go when you want to and come back when you want to. This is the good girl of our South Vietnam. She dares to take up and also dares to let go. Don't be fussy! ”

The person who spoke was Zhu Weiyanshen who was standing beside him. He looked at his sister seriously and sincerely, his eyes full of encouragement and trust.

Zhu Weiyan smiled jokingly and patted her shoulder gently: "Whatever your first choice is, just do it. If you can't do it well, come back. I will always support you, brother."

When he said this, he seemed to instantly turn back into a young and frivolous boy, daring to love and hate, and doing whatever he wanted.

Zhu Weiyanli seemed to be encouraged, with hot tears in his eyes. He bit his lips tightly and nodded, and uttered a low and firm response: "Yes!!"

"Two years. If I don't get his love after two years, I will return to Longcheng. Brother, please choose a son-in-law for me!"

"Okay!" The brother and sister smiled at each other, and the two-year agreement was reached.

Zhu Weiyanli gave up her identity as the Princess of Nanyue and followed Liang Kongming to leave the capital of Nanyue and travel with him.

It was because Liang Kongming did not return to the capital. After completing the task, he sent someone to send a message back to the capital. The secret guards went to the capital to explain the details, and he himself did not return.

In the Qi Yu Palace, Yun Xirou sat upright on a carved pear wood chair, gently stroking a letter that had just been delivered. It was already early December when she received the letter.

The world outside the house has long been covered with white snow, forming a beautiful picture of silver. The indoor plumbing emits warm heat, making the whole room warm, forming a sharp contrast.

Yun Xirou was wearing a lavender brocade robe with exquisite silver thread patterns embroidered on the cuffs and collar.

Her long hair, like a waterfall, was casually tied up and fixed with a white jade hairpin. A few strands of hair fell beside her cheeks, making her face look more rosy and her skin white as cream.

"Why are you still reading letters so late? Don't forget that you are pregnant now. You can't stay up late. It's not too late to read it tomorrow if there is anything."

Wen Shengxian was only wearing a thin undershirt with a light purple cloak casually draped over it. He was walking towards her slowly, groping with slightly staggering steps.

"I know. You, such a clingy person, are clinging to the baby in my belly." A faint smile gradually appeared on the corner of Yun Xirou's mouth. That smile was as beautiful and charming as a flower blooming in spring.

Wen Shengxian walked over to Yun Xirou and sat down. As if driven by some instinct, he naturally stretched out his arms and hugged Yun Xirou's slightly bloated waist.

This action was skillful and intimate. It was obviously not the first time he had done this. The point was that he could not see with his eyes, but he knew where she was so clearly?! It was obvious that he really knew Yun Xirou too well and understood her every move.

Wen Shengxian lowered his head slightly, put his lips close to Yun Xirou's ear, and asked softly, "Is there something important in this letter? Tell me, I will think of a solution for you, and you won't have to leave me alone to sleep."

There was a hint of concern and curiosity in his tone, and even a hint of grievance at the end.

Yun Yurou put the letter aside, and had some thoughts in her mind. She briefly talked about the situation in South Vietnam, then smiled and shook her head, and said, "Things have been dealt with almost completely. They are just some trivial matters."

"Then let's do it tomorrow. If you are tired, go to bed early. If you don't sleep well, the baby in your belly will be restless again and make a lot of noise, leaving you no peace." Wen Shengxian asked with concern, protecting her carefully.

Yun Yurou was already nearly three months pregnant. Her originally flat belly was now slightly bulging, as if hiding a quietly growing little life.

Although the bulge is not obvious, it is enough to make people feel the joy and anticipation of becoming a mother.

Yun Airou gently stroked her belly with a happy smile on her face. She responded gently: "I know, you are really nagging. I will listen to you and go to bed early."

As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously fell on her abdomen, her eyes full of maternal love.

Just thinking about this little guy growing up in there day by day, my heart can't help but be filled with joy.

Especially Wen Shengxian recently seemed to like lying on her belly more and more, listening carefully to the children's movements.

Although he couldn't hear anything, Wen Shengxian just enjoyed doing this, as if this was the only way he could feel at peace.