The baby-making system is unreliable

Snowflakes were falling in the capital, as soft and gentle as willow catkins, and as numerous as goose feathers.

It won't be long before the earth is covered with a layer of white veil.

Lu Qingyan rode his horse at a gallop, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes were clearly visible. After not seeing him for half a month, he looked a little... old.

"Get out of the way... Get out of the way, everyone..."

The cold wind whistled past his ears, but it was not as cold as the chill in his heart.

In front of the princess's mansion, there was a thin layer of snow, which was newly fallen.

Suddenly, the reins were tightened and Lu Qingyan fell off the horse to the ground. The sound of his heartbeat was clearly audible in his ears, and it was about to jump out of his throat.

Lu Qingyan never thought that he would be so embarrassed, but he was indeed so embarrassed.

He didn't know how he got up or how he got in.

He rolled and fell several times on the snow, then hurriedly got up and rushed into the house, where the person he wanted to see was.

"Zi Xin... Zi Xin..."

Shouts came from the house and instantly exploded in Lu Qingyan's mind, buzzing.

There was nothing else but endless tinnitus... The wind was freezing cold, but he seemed to have lost consciousness.

The long flute in his hand rolled to the ground, and the sound it made was particularly clear in the quiet house.

The door opened, and Xiao Zixu's slender figure ran out of the house, with a dull look in his eyes. Until he saw Lu Qingyan, his eyes tightened. The two looked at each other and he slowly shook his head.

He... turned out to be late...

After realizing this, Lu Qingyan's body trembled violently as if his soul was sucked out, and then he laughed crazily and miserably as if he had gone crazy.

His laughter echoed in the air, as if swallowing up everything around it.

That smile seemed to be mocking both itself and something else: "You...this...hahahaha...is this fate?!? Are you teasing me?! Is this fun?! Is this fun?!"

Every word was filled with endless grief and despair. Behind the hysterical laughter, Lu Qingyan's deep pain and unwillingness were hidden.

Why is fate so unfair? Does it just like to play tricks on people, watching them struggle in pain and doing nothing?

At this moment, Lu Qingyan could no longer suppress the surging emotions in her heart, and could only vent her anger and sadness in this way.

His sad and mournful laughter lingered in people's ears for a long time, and could not be shaken off...

"Look at me... look at me... look at me thinking I have defeated fate, look at me being so smug... is it fun? Isn't it... isn't it... like a fool!?"

As he spoke, he fell to the ground. At this moment, Lu Qingyan sat on the ground like a child, crying loudly.

The Zhuhua grass that he brought back with great difficulty was ultimately useless and fell coldly from his arms and lay on the ground.

"Is it!? Ridiculous fate, ridiculous foresight - stupid fool... extremely stupid foolish behavior..."

Lu Qingyan just lay there motionless, letting the snowflakes fall on her body. She sat quietly outside the house covered with light snow like a sculpture, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

I cried and watched for a long time, until it was almost dark. Obviously... obviously there were only a few steps to the door of the house. The steps leading to the house seemed so far away at this moment.

But the stairs were too cold and slippery, making each step extremely difficult. He stumbled along, feeling as if he had walked out of the Great Wall, and could never reach the end.

Either they don’t want to, or they don’t dare to, or they don’t believe it.

"..."

The snow was dripping with his painful tears and was stained with his bright red blood.

Along the way, his clothes had already been stained with blood, like a red lotus blooming in the snow, striking, enchanting and sad.

It turned out... the wound could no longer be hidden. The scarlet color dyed his clothes and the snow red.

……

The next day, Emperor Xu issued an edict to confer the title of Princess Zhenguo on Princess Zi Xin, and the edict said: Princess Zi Xin sacrificed herself to save a city and cured the poison. I am deeply grateful for my sister's merits, so I specially confer the title of Princess Zhenguo on her and bury her with great ceremony...

As soon as this edict was issued, everyone in the capital dared to remember the princess's kindness, and the people of Hei Liu City even wore mourning clothes. The sound of crying could be heard every night, and every sound was pleasing to the ears and touched the heart.

But that's not all. An hour later, Emperor Xu issued another decree, saying: Lu Jiaqing Yan is a natural fortune teller who has solved the confusions in the hearts of the people.

The divination of Black Sulfur City predicts that the suffering of the people will be relieved. I am moved by his kindness and I specially grant him a marriage with the Princess Zhenguo. They will be married in seven days. They are a match made in heaven. They will be happily married and I will reward them with a princess's mansion.

When this announcement was made, everyone in the capital was dumbfounded. This... this could also be considered a reward? !

Yes, to others, it is not a reward, but to Lu Qingyan, it is the marriage he has always wanted.

Tears flowed down my face, my collar was wet with tears, and I was speechless and choked with emotion.

This was what Lu Qingyan prayed for in front of her spirit. On the morning when the decree was issued to confer the title on her, Xiao Zixu came to see his sister...

And he was there all the time, sleepless all night.

Yun Xirou sent someone to give her some advice at night, but it was of no use, so she didn't say anything more.

Whether Lu Qingyan cried or not, she didn’t know. But she knew that she cried, and Xiao Zixu cried too.

That was the first time she saw Xiao Zixu cry. Even the next day, the slight redness in the corners of his eyes had not faded away. He went to court like this.

Lu Qingyan was the same when she left and she was the same when she came back.

It was as if he was a motionless puppet, feeling uncomfortable inside but... he just couldn't say it or explain it.

He had clearly tried his best, and he thought it would work this time, but... oh, it turned out that he was the one who was too late.

Xiao Zixu talked about the canonization in front of the coffin and burned paper money. Just when he thought Lu Qingyan would not speak.

"Your Majesty, please grant me an order to marry you. I...I will marry her."

Lu Qingyan's voice was hoarse, but her words were very clear and her firm eyes left no room for doubt.

Silence... After a long silence, Xiao Zixu waved his hand lightly and said nothing more. He just responded like that.

……

Seven days later, early in the morning, heavy snow fell, and the sky and the earth were covered with white, as if the whole world was covered with a thick layer of silver.

The sky is gray and gloomy, making people feel inexplicably depressed.

The cold wind whistled across the earth, and the branches were shaken by the wind, making a creaking sound.

There were few pedestrians on the road, and everyone was in a hurry. The shops on both sides of the street had not yet opened, and only a few shops still had their lights on.

In this silent snow scene, today is the day of her funeral.

Lu Qingyan was dressed in a plain white dress with the fallen flute hanging around her waist. She seemed to be shrouded in an invisible sadness.

Those eyes that were once bright and moving had now lost all their spirit and became empty and lifeless, like two dry wells.

Under the plain white clothes, bloodstains had already accumulated layer upon layer.

Although his body was covered with wounds and blood was oozing out, he seemed to feel no pain. He just stood there woodenly, motionless.

Until today, he had already looked extremely haggard. Perhaps knowing that he would send her off, Lu Qingyan packed up. Today was also their big wedding day.

It was cold outside, and the children only glanced at their aunt from a distance, so Yun Xirou brought them into the house.

"I have heard about Bei Sheng's matter and have sent people to investigate. This time, we will fight to the death!"

Xiao Zixu stood aside, his cold voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, containing endless murderous aura.

His eyes were as deep as a cold pond, chilling and he stared at her from neither far nor near, as if he was looking at his sister, but also as if he was looking at him, which was chilling.

"I... must do it myself to feel at ease. Today, I swear to my late wife that I will not return until Beisheng Capital is conquered!!!"

Lu Qingyan's voice was like a broken wind chime. Although it was a little hoarse, it conveyed endless hatred, like a raging wave or a burning wildfire.

"..."

Seven days. These were the first words he said in seven days.

Lu Qingyan hadn't said a word since he saw her. He just stood beside her in a daze, watching Xiao Zixin's body lying coldly in the coffin.

He could finally marry her, but... Xiao Zixu couldn't give her the ten-mile red wedding gift, instead there was a ten-mile funeral, and their agreement... couldn't be fulfilled.

For a moment, I didn’t know whether it was joy or sorrow, but in the end it was still a happy funeral.

In the princess's mansion, the auspicious time has arrived, and Lu Qingyan can finally "marry" the girl he likes.

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

"Second worship high hall-"

"Husband and wife pay homage——"

"The ceremony is completed——"

After the snow-fall ceremony, Lu Qingyan was alone, but Xiao Zixin was not absent.

The protagonist is him and also her.

At this moment, Lu Qingyan's lips trembled slightly and he muttered to himself, his heart was filled with mixed feelings. All kinds of emotions surged into his heart, making him burst into tears and his eyes were blurred by tears.

He said in a trembling voice: "My wife Zi Xin, it is finally a happy funeral, waiting for me to come to this appointment."

There is still unfinished business, wait for me, one last time. I will come to find you, I will never break my promise.

The people from the Ministry of Rites also seemed to have gained more experience. It was the first time they saw a wedding and a funeral being held together.

This incident was so unprecedented that people would still talk about it after dinner decades later.

Yun Xirou watched from afar, not knowing what expression to make. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh. After thinking about it, she decided to cry.

Tears dripped like a flood that broke through the dam, soaking the clothes, as if telling of endless sorrow.

"..."

Ten miles of white mourning clothes, white snow flying everywhere, and the howling north wind passed by, but it still took some time for the girl to leave. The girl lay on the cold ground, all alone.

……

Less than half a month later, Lu Qingyan, as the military advisor, led an army of 300,000 soldiers from Changli and marched north.

This time, we must destroy the capital of Beisheng to appease the emperor's wrath and avenge the tragedy on Huasha Mountain.

The plague that all the people in Black Sulfur City suffered from was caused by the person behind the scenes, and that person was sent by the Beisheng royal family.

How can I not avenge this grudge, how can I let it go?

Lu Qingyan was covered in blood, all caused by the thousands of assassins on Huasha Mountain. Hundreds of experts sent by the Nanxiao royal family to assist, but only more than ten people were left.

If not, how could he be too late and how could Xiao Zixin die.

How can I not take revenge, how can I let it go!!

Three years later, the two men defeated the capital of Beisheng, and all the royal family members of Beisheng were captured and escorted back to the capital.

"Your Majesty, victory news, victory news, General Changli has defeated the enemy."

Finally, good news was received at the morning court. The war was over. After fighting for a long time, it was finally over.

The expression on Xiao Zixu's face was finally relaxed. The worry that had been on his mind for a long time was finally put to rest.

Inside the Yunxi Palace, he could hear the voices of two children as soon as he entered the door, which immediately made his heart melt.

"Father! Father! Give Father some mung bean cake! Xiaole gave it to me."

The two little guys, Xiaole and Xiaoyou, are already three years old. It is the time for them to be noisy. At this age, even dogs should be annoyed.

Isn't it!? Xiaole is an active person. No one in the palace can escape her clutches, causing headaches for everyone.

The little girl had two pigtails and walked like a little penguin. She was holding a green bean cake that she had eaten so thoroughly that she didn't even know if it was dirty, and she rushed straight towards Xiao Zixu.

"Calm... reserved... do you understand?!"

"Huh? What is that? Xiaole doesn't understand?!"

Isn't Xiaole calling you father? What is reserved?!

Xiaole’s cognition is a bit like Yun Xirou, silly and cute, and he doesn’t understand anything.

Xiaoyou behind her was a mature man, and always gave Yun Xirou the feeling that she had given birth to a father rather than a son.

Not only do I have to take care of my sister, I also have to take care of her.

Yun Yurou stood behind them, looking at the two little people, shaking her head helplessly, thinking: Oh! I am speechless!

"Father, hold me. Xiaole, I hope you won't get into trouble again today!"

Xiao Zixu looked at the adorable little person in front of him, a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he gently held her in his arms.

Feeling her father's warm embrace, the little princess Xiao Le also smiled happily, her delicate little face like a porcelain doll was filled with happiness and satisfaction.

She stretched out her chubby little hands and hugged Xiao Zixu's neck, saying in a baby voice: "Daddy is the best, Xiaole loves Daddy's hug the most!"

After hearing what his daughter said, Xiao Zixu's heart was filled with tenderness and sweetness.

He stroked Xiao Le's hair gently and asked softly, "Tell Daddy, what did you do today? Were you obedient?"

"Of course!" Xiaole blinked his big, bright eyes and said seriously, "Xiaole was very good today. He even learned to write with his brother!"

Xiao Zixu smiled and nodded, expressing his approval. Then he turned to look at Xiaoyou and said, "Xiaoyou, you worked hard today, too, right?"

Xiaoyou replied seriously: "Father, I studied with my sister today and did not slack off."

Xiao Zixu nodded with satisfaction, sat down with Xiaole in his arms, and touched Xiaoyou's head to express his approval.