The baby-making system is unreliable

Ye Lin played with the wine cup in his hand, glanced at Ji Shuang vaguely, and seeing that she looked normal, he gently turned his head to look at his wife beside him.

"Yes, Yizhou is too far away from Yongaozhou and Yongaozhou. It takes two months to travel there."

Yun Xirou thought about it, put down the chopsticks in her hand, and nodded in agreement.

It is precisely because of this that the second sister-in-law has only returned home once in three years. As the eldest sister in the family, she must be worried about her only younger brother.

Fortunately, General Jiang of Yizhou has a bastard son named Jiang Shuizhuo, but he is a useless person.

Jiang Shuizhuo is one month younger than my second sister-in-law, but two years older than Jiang Liujun. However, he has no talent for leading troops and just likes to be lazy at home.

Jiang Liujun was leading troops outside, and everything at home was decided by his second sister-in-law's mother, so there was no need to worry too much about the mother and son.

The year before last, the bastard's mother also died of illness. He relied on Jiang Liujun to survive in the Jiang family, so he would not easily cause trouble. It is said that not long ago, Jiang Shuizhuo just took in a fifth concubine, who had given birth to six daughters in all these years, but no son.

"Before, when my mother was still alive, she often exchanged letters with Aunt Xie of the Jiang family. I don't know if he... Oh, no, is Aunt Xie in good health now?"

Ji Shuang drank quite a bit of wine, her face was slightly red, and she was mumbling something. It was obvious that she was very drunk.

Who was the 'he' she wanted to ask about? She had already fallen on the table, the wind blowing through her hair, creating ripples.

Yun Xirou chuckled, shrugged her shoulders and said, "Hanyue, your mistress is drunk, help her go to bed first."

Hanyue helped the drunk Ji Shuang back to the house. Hongye and Heyu also wisely hid themselves, leaving only the two of them in the huge courtyard.

The wind blows through the pavilion, the gauze flutters slightly, snowflakes suddenly fall, stirring the hearts of people in the snow, and the lights illuminate the night.

"Ai Rou, I... have something to say. Do you... want to hear a story? Or... are you willing to listen to this story?"

Ye Lin took a few gulps of wine and rubbed his fingers together. He was already a little tipsy, and now he looked even drunker.

The tip of his throat moved slightly, there were slightly red bloodshot in the corners of his eyes, and there was a hint of alcohol on his breath. He didn't dare to say it directly, he could only say it like a madman under the influence of alcohol.

"What story? If you want to tell it, no matter what kind of story it is, I will listen to you quietly."

Yun Yirou turned her head and looked at him, her lively eyes facing him directly. She said this with extreme sincerity. He saw the fire in her eyes from that year, which was dazzling and moving, and could make him willing to sink into it.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Ye Lin pulled him into his arms. They were only an arm's length apart. With that pull, how could Yun Xirou sit still?

She fell directly into his arms, facing the overwhelming feeling of suffocation. Yun Xirou had no chance to react at all. His breath spreading around her lips made her unable to breathe.

"Um...you, uh..."

Yun Xirou had difficulty breathing and struggled with her hands to push him away, but he held her tightly in his arms and she couldn't move her whole body.

Trapped by him with a slightly red face, the sound of their entanglement was in her ears. She could hardly breathe. She put her hands lightly on his chest, trying to wake him up: "Hmm..."

After a long time, he finally let her go. He looked at Yun Xirou with his infatuated eyes, affectionate and drunken, and said in a wronged and hoarse voice: "When, when can you... respond to me?"

Yun Yirou took deep breaths of fresh air, his scent still lingering between her lips and teeth. She asked in a puzzled whisper, "Response? What?"

"Respond... to my kiss?!" Without waiting for her to react, Ye Lin poured himself a glass of wine and drank it directly. He hugged the person in his arms and refused to let go of her slender waist.

"Many years ago, there was a little boy..." As Ye Lin spoke, his eyes drifted away, back to more than ten years ago, that snow moon, or the 'blood moon'.

The scorching sun that summer was very strong, so strong that his mother, his master, and his "friends" were not spared and were all burned to death.

Back then, a branch of the Ma family had evil intentions and marched into the palace overnight. It was said that the queen committed suicide out of fear of punishment that night, leaving Ye Lin alone in the "ice-cold" palace.

The mutiny lasted for seven days and seven nights. His Majesty finally succeeded in suppressing the rebellion, but he also became disgusted with Ye Lin, the Queen's mother's family, and his tutor and other people, and never let them go easily.

This case was a big one, after all, it concerned the Queen. The entire case was tried for three months, from the scorching sun to the snowy winter.

Except for the empress who committed suicide at that time, all the empress's mother's family members in Beijing suffered. The emperor ordered the entire family to be executed, and hundreds of people were stained with blood overnight.

But there is no way. Even if it is just the side branch of the Ma family that is rebelling, they are still members of the Ma family. No matter what, everyone is to blame.

He still remembered the unwilling look in his uncle's eyes before he died. He was trapped in the prison and suffered torture. He shouted in dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty, you want to destroy our Ma family. You are harming others for profit and your achievements are greater than your master!!"

Xuanbo and Bo were not as chaotic as they are now. In the past, all the merchants here were managed by the Ma family, and money flowed into the pockets of the Queen's mother's family like water.

A tall tree attracts the wind. Who wouldn't like so much silver? Moreover, this place was originally in chaos, but it has become increasingly powerful because of the foreign relatives. How can Your Majesty tolerate it?

He still remembered the angry look in his eyes before his death, and his shocking shout in the snowstorm: "Your Majesty is unfair, Your Highness, I am innocent, but I am guilty of possessing a treasure!!!"

At that time, Ye Lin had already lost his mother and fell ill, from which he never fully recovered.

At this moment, tears were streaming down his temples. The heavy snow was pressing down on him and he could hardly walk. His eyes were blurry and he kept mumbling, "Mr.?! Teacher?!"

Little Ye Lin took one last look at the master. It was Feng who sent someone to let him out, probably to humiliate and intimidate him.

After all, he is just a child of ten years old. If he could die from this sudden change, wouldn’t that be great! ?

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness. Although I am no longer here, Your Highness is still the Highness of Tianyi Country. The teacher has not yet finished teaching you, but the rest you have to learn among the people!!"

His teacher Zhou Xinhe was once the best teacher in Tianyi State. He taught countless students and had many talented people all over the world.

At this moment, he already had white hair on his temples. He hunched over and tried hard to straighten his back, but he was not as tall as when he was young. However, in Ye Lin's eyes, he was extremely tall.

"I, Zhou Xinhe, am famous all over the world, and no one can surpass me! But... the law of heaven is unfair, and it must put me to death!!"

The gentleman's head fell to the ground, and the bright red blood reflected the blood of his crazy body, which made Ye Lin's heart cold and his blood solidified! !

During the past three months, the teacher's students have made a lot of trouble, but in this case... the evidence is solid. The imperial guards did find letters from his house, letters showing the teacher's conspiracy with the Ma family.

That letter nailed Mr. to death in the winter of that year. Was it true or false? In fact, it has long been unknown.

And now Ye Lin doesn't need these truths anymore, never again!!

Because his goal is very clear, that is to overthrow this day and become the ruler of the world himself! !

Snow fell on the palace eaves, and the cold wind blew through, piercing the bone and heart.

That winter, Ye Lin finally set out on his journey north. His Majesty ordered his exile, without any regard for a seriously ill child. Could he survive the winter snow?

He fell ill three times along the way. When it was the worst, he couldn't even take medicine, and he had to avoid being hunted down. It was winter, and the four cities in the north were even colder. His lips turned pale from the cold, but his palms were extremely hot.

Ye Lin knew that if he continued like this, he would either be killed by the killer or die of hypothermia! !

After walking for a long time, few of the guards had died. That night, he dragged his exhausted body and walked with difficulty, step by step.

The wounds on his body were still aching and blood was still oozing out, but he did not stop. He could not stop.

He knew that if he stopped, he would never have a chance to escape this nightmare. The enemies behind him were chasing him relentlessly, their swords flashing coldly.

He could only keep running forward, desperately looking for hope of survival. Only by holding on would he have a chance to live.

That night, it was so cold and snowy, as if the whole world was covered in white. Ye Lin rolled and crawled in the snow, trying his best to avoid the attacks of the pursuers.

His body had already frozen, and every step was full of hardship. But he dared not relax at all, because if he stopped, death would come.

Ye Lin took a deep breath, feeling the cold air entering his lungs. The wound was soaked with snow, and his hair and face were unkempt, and he no longer looked like a noble prince.

He looked like a beggar, his clothes were tattered, his thin body was trembling, and he seemed like he would fall down if the wind blew.

Just when he thought he was going to die, a long arrow whizzed through the sky and pinned the killer behind him to the snow.

Ye Lin looked up and saw that the two men were wearing black robes with a white cloak on the outside. They looked sturdy and heroic.

They were riding on a tall black horse, and the horse's hooves made a crisp sound as they stepped on the snow, which was the crispest sound he had ever heard in his childhood.

One of the men was holding a little girl of about four or five years old in his arms. The little girl had a pair of big, lively and cute eyes, and her jet-black hair was tied in a bun.

The other one had a worried look between his eyebrows and his moustache was about to blow up with anger. He looked around anxiously, as if looking for someone in the snow.

Ye Lin finally fainted from exhaustion. When he opened his eyes again, he had been taken back to Aozhou. There was only one maid taking care of him. When she saw that he was awake, she called the little girl over.

The little girl was young enough to crawl to his bed. She was excited and scared to see him wake up, and didn't wait for Ye Lin to do anything.

Instead, she... jumped up, gripped the whip at her waist, and slapped the ground with a "snap", warning him not to come over.

"You... I don't know who you are? You... Nini, don't come over here!"

Ye Lin was stunned for a moment. He reflected for a moment, wondering if he was really that scary. However, he still said expressionlessly, "My name is... Ye Lin. I'm very ill. What are you afraid of? If anyone is afraid, it should be me!"

The little girl then plucked up the courage to come over and start chatting with him. In fact, most of the time it was the little girl who talked a lot before he spoke one or two words.

After talking for an hour, Ye Lin finally understood that he was now in Aozhou.

He asked sternly, "Where are the adults at home?"

She replied with a smile as beautiful as a flower: "I went out to look for my brothers."

Ye Lin pulled himself away from the memories and looked at the girl in his arms, but he didn't dare to say anything. In fact, he asked about her family because he was tired of hearing the story.

At that time, it seemed that only Ji's mother was at home, but she seemed to be in poor health and was resting in bed.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be the turn of a little girl to take care of him, and several adults wouldn't be able to take care of the two of them.

The little girl took care of him for two days, and she almost revealed everything about herself to him, but he was still unaware.

Ye Lin's stern face was expressionless. His deep eyes looked at her quietly and he asked, "I remember that plum blossoms have five petals, but the one on your whip has six petals. Why?"

He saw that the little girl loved her whip very much and seemed to take it out to show off every day. Somehow, he was also attracted by the whip.

His voice was very soft. If the little girl had not been accustomed to it in the past two days, she would have been scared by him.

The little girl smiled and showed two cute little fangs. She seemed very happy. Finally someone noticed this detail.

"Because I have five brothers. We are brothers and sisters, so including me, there are six of us, right?"

The plum blossom petals on her whip represent her entire family. This is a soft whip that she specially had customized. It is one of a kind!!

"So, you are the brother I met in the snow that year? You are not Young Master Ji Dai!!"

Yun Yirou looked like she had been deceived. Was she deceived into marriage? Ahem, although she knew it, she was still shocked.

"Yes, Airou, I am Ye Lin. If I were Ye Lin, would you like me?!"

Ye Lin's right palm was sweating. He hugged her but didn't dare to use force. He was too nervous to look at her and felt uneasy.

"So, during that snowy day, the little brother from the Ji family didn't come back?"

Yun Xirou took a deep breath, and tilted her head back so that she could only see his stern profile. She guessed cautiously, wanting to hold his hand but still not knowing whether she should cover it or not.

He stayed in the heavy snow and never came out again! ! How sad must Brother Ji Yu be? ! When he saw Ye Lin, he would probably think of his brother who was buried in the snow.

That year, Yun Xirou followed her father to visit Aozhou and happened to meet Ji Yu and his younger brother out playing. Hunting in the snow like a wolf was what every man in Aozhou yearned for.

But that time, no one thought anything would happen, but it did. Ji Yu, who was in his teens, and his younger brother Ji Dai, who was also in his teens, were captured by Mu Ji's vanguard troops ten miles outside the city.