The baby-making system is unreliable

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and strong winds blew, rustling the leaves.

The raindrops as big as beans poured down, hitting the windows and making crackling sounds.

"Huh?! How did Ah Mo come back in such heavy rain? How did the people around him take care of him?!"

Yun Xirou saw that there was moisture on his body. Although she was not wet, she could still feel the coolness.

Summer showers always come suddenly, go away quickly, and sometimes they can't be stopped.

Xu Yimo actually came like this. He thought it suddenly rained today, so he must stay in the imperial study to avoid running back and forth.

Yun Yirou was a little surprised, and at the same time she was worried about Xu Yimo's health. She hurriedly walked over, reached out and gently stroked his sleeve, and asked with concern: "It's raining so hard, why don't you stay over there? What if you catch a cold?"

"Cough cough cough... It's okay, it's okay..."

Xu Yimo seemed to be in a hurry, panting and coughing a little, smiling and shaking his head, and gently replied: "Arou, you and I are husband and wife, so I will naturally come back to live."

What's more, the distance was not far, but the rain was falling slantingly, so my clothes were a little wet.

Yun Xirou sighed slightly, wondering why this man didn't wait until the rain stopped before leaving. She said softly, "Then go change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold." As she said that, she turned around to get clean clothes and handed them to Xu Yimo.

Xu Yimo took the clothes, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes, he turned and walked into the inner room and changed into dry clothes.

The layout of Fengyi Hall seemed to have changed. She had made it elegant and generous, solemn yet warm. Exquisite calligraphy and paintings hung on the walls, adding a touch of cultural atmosphere.

The palace is filled with various precious cultural relics and artworks, and each of them is carefully selected, with exquisite craftsmanship and beautiful shape.

Furniture such as tables, chairs, and beds are made of finest wood, with exquisite carvings and ingenuity in every detail.

When Xu Yimo came out of the inner room, he had already changed into a light blue robe. He saw Yun Yirou sitting alone at the desk writing and drawing, so he quietly walked closer.

"Arou, what are you doing?!" he asked softly.

There was no incense in the hall today, but he felt that Yun Xirou's scent seemed to spread in the air, gently lingering around his nostrils, making him feel intoxicated.

He stood there quietly, watching Yun Xirou writing seriously, and a feeling of warmth and sweetness welled up in his heart.

He wanted to get close to her and feel her presence, but he was afraid to disturb her and destroy this tranquility and beauty.

So he stood there silently, looking at her, as if time had stopped.

It was not until Yun Yurou raised her head and noticed his presence that he came back to his senses and smiled: "I just wanted to see what you were doing."

"Amo!? These are some dietary recipes I thought of. I researched some food in my spare time. After all, I love to eat."

Yun Xirou put down the pen in her hand, put it on the table, and smiled faintly at Xu Yimo.

"Hmm... yours isn't bitter, is it? I like the one you made today, it's sweet..."

Xu Yimo rested his chin on his hand, looking embarrassed and saying with a strange expression: "I only like to eat sweet things, especially... sour things."

"Pfft...Okay, all of them are sweet, okay? But I remember that you don't like sour food."

Yun Xirou handed the prescription to Xia Mo. After she left, she stood up from the desk and the bell on her foot rang slightly.

His attention was immediately drawn to the bell on her feet. He looked down and found that she was not wearing shoes.

"Huh?! What are you doing?!" Yun Xirou was pressed against the table and chair by him. Suddenly, her body sank down and she sat on the chair.

She widened her eyes and stared at Xu Yimo, not knowing what was going on.

Her feet were suspended in the air, and her fair little feet were swaying in the air. The bells on her ankles were swinging with the movements, making bursts of clear and melodious sounds that echoed in the quiet air, appearing particularly clear.

When Xu Yimo heard the bell, his eyes fell on her feet and his brows slightly frowned: "Why aren't you wearing shoes? What if you catch a cold?" There was a subtle hint of worry and dissatisfaction in his voice.

In the summer, she wore thin clothes. The gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing draped over her delicate body seemed like just a layer of illusory gauze.

It can't hide her charming and seductive figure at all. If there is a breeze, the veil will flutter gently, showing her graceful figure and charming charm.

Even the bellyband she was wearing became vaguely visible, revealing a mysterious and seductive aura that made people fantasize.

Yun Xirou was a little overwhelmed by his sudden questioning. She blinked her big eyes and looked at him confusedly, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Her eyes were full of exotic charm, which was a fatal temptation to him.

Xu Yimo realized that his tone might be too harsh. He pursed his lips slightly, his throat moved slightly, and he could smell her faint fragrance in his nose, and his heart felt a little hot.

Yun Yirou stared at him and said silently: "I... Ah Mo, I'm just too lazy to put on shoes. Anyway, the weather is quite hot now, so I'll... go to sleep soon."

Her desk was only five or six meters away from the bed and she could reach it quickly. Besides, it was hot in the summer, so the ground was the only place that was cooler.

Xu Yimo looked away, looked around, and found her shoes under the couch not far away.

Then he slowly squatted down, put her shoes at her feet, and said gently: "Put them on quickly, the ground is cold."

After saying that, he stood up, turned and walked to the window, with his back to her, as if trying to calm himself down.

"That?! I'm going to sleep first!? Ah Mo, you should take a shower, change clothes, and rest early."

Yun Xirou climbed onto the couch stealthily. She was wearing a nightgown and had washed up early.

It was only when I lay in bed that I remembered that her clothes were so thin that they could hardly cover anything.

"Yeah!" Xu Yimo answered in a hoarse voice, and there seemed to be some strange emotions quietly growing in his heart.

It was an unprecedented feeling, as if a long-dormant seed began to take root and sprout at this moment.

This strange thought, like a burning flame, continued to spread in his heart.

It wasn't hot and violent, but it was slowly and steadily eating away at his insides, making it impossible for him to ignore.

This was something he had never experienced in many years, as if his stagnant life was finally broken.

His long-silent heart suddenly became active at this moment, full of curiosity and expectation about the unknown.

……

In the early morning, rays of red-yellow sunlight shone softly into the room through the thin windows and fell on her face.

The warm and bright light gently awakened Yun Xirou who was still sleeping. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the food had changed a few more times today. She understood who meant it.

"Please read the recipe I wrote last night yourself, and don't let anyone else do it. This matter concerns His Majesty, so it's no small matter!!"

As Yun Xirou spoke, Xia Mo nodded slightly. She knew this very well in her heart. Anything that enters the mouth is not a trivial matter, so she naturally has to be careful with it.

This kind of thing cannot go wrong. If we are not careful, it might be bad for his health and it would make his illness worse.

Xia Mo smiled and replied, "Yes, yes, I remember. Today, His Majesty asked Steward Lin to follow us out of the palace!"

Chief Steward Lin has been accompanying His Majesty for so many years and has never left easily, but he made an exception because of Yun Xirou, which shows that he really cares about him.

"He actually... How can that be possible?!" Yun Xirou walked outside in shock. Sure enough, he came to greet her with a smile. She didn't expect that the emperor would send Xiao Linzi to follow her.

He was a favorite of the emperor, always accompanying him and almost never leaving his side. Now the emperor actually asked him to accompany him out of the palace, which surprised Yun Yirou.

Xiao Linzi bent over, looked at her happily, and said in a flattering tone: "My queen, this is the will of His Majesty, you can't kick me out?!"

He had never seen His Majesty care about anyone before, but after all these years, he actually met one. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This old slave feels deeply relieved! !

The more Yun Xirou thought about it, the more confused she felt. Her mood became more complicated. What was he doing? What was he doing? Reminding her not to forget to bring a gift?!

Hiss…cough cough cough, no, he likes her, does he really like her?! Thinking about it, I decided to wait until I get back to talk about it! !

There were many children doing acrobatics on the streets of Qingcheng. Yun Xirou was thinking about what to bring back when she returned. The food on the streets seemed to be mostly sweet.

The prime minister's residence is located in the west of the city. Her return today was specially approved by the emperor. She would not have had such an opportunity in the past, so Yun Xirou deliberately did not make any big noise.

As soon as I walked into the yard, before I stepped into the main house, I heard the sound of whips cracking, and the person who was doing it showed no mercy.

"You little bastard, you must have taken your sister's things again. You are such a disgrace to our family."

Yun Xirou could hear the sarcastic voice from a distance. Needless to say, it was her stepmother's voice. The voice almost brought the roof down.

"Madam, Master, you can't say that! Xinzhu is not that kind of child! If the fight continues like this, someone will die!!"

This was the voice of Nanny Sun, and there was a hint of crying in her voice. Yun Xirou's heart tightened when she heard the voice, and she took a few quick steps.

It seemed that no one else's voice could be heard in the house. Only a weak and heavy voice was heard, carrying a bit of the majesty of the head of the family.

"Alright, that's enough. If he really took things from Yan'er's room, just hand them over. We're all family, it won't be good if we make a big fuss!"

Hearing this voice, Yun Xirou subconsciously shuddered. She knew clearly that this was the voice of her father Yun Boyu.

Yun Xirou was very familiar with his voice, and certain images flashed through her mind. In her memory, her father looked like an ordinary scholar, old-fashioned, stubborn, and worldly-wise.

At this moment, her heart sank at her father's words. She already knew what he was like, but hearing it with her own ears... was another matter entirely.

"Master, this kid has been dishonest since he was young. He has done this many times before, but you didn't believe me even though I told you. I also thought that he is just a child after all, and as his stepmother, I can't be too harsh on him."

Her stepmother's surname was Zhou and her name was Ziyin. She sold herself into the mansion and was originally just a maid who served tea and water.

When my mother was alive, she never thought that such a maid would have the ambition to become a master, and she actually won the favor of my father.

"In the past, the eldest lady protected this younger brother. So... inevitably, some bad habits were fostered. In the end, it was because I didn't teach him well. It's my fault."

Zhou Ziyin's crying and complaining in a pretentious manner was simply challenging Yun Xirou's patience and teetering on the edge of her tolerance.

Her stepmother was indeed not easy to get along with. With just a few words, she pushed the blame onto her younger brother and even said that Yun Xirou favored her younger brother and that was why she did not teach her younger brother well.

Yun Xirou clenched her fists tightly, and the anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed. She pushed open the door and rushed in without hesitation.

She frowned, stared at Zhou Ziyin's face and angrily said, "Madam, are you dissatisfied with me?!"

This sentence made everyone present silent for a moment. They seemed to have not expected that Yun Xirou would come back so suddenly.

Yun Xirou's voice was filled with anger and determination. Her eyes were fixed on her stepmother, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

The stepmother obviously did not expect Yun Xirou to respond so directly, and was at a loss for a moment. She showed an embarrassed expression on her face, her lips trembled slightly, but she could not utter a complete sentence.

My younger brother Yun Xizhu was beaten to a pulp, his skin torn and bloody, it looked very tragic.

Yun Xirou felt extremely distressed, tears welling up in her eyes. She gently stroked her brother's face, her voice choked with sobs: "Brother..."

Nanny Sun, who was standing by, was also heartbroken and kept wiping away her tears. She lay beside her younger brother, protecting him carefully, fearing that someone would hurt him again.

At this moment, the younger brother Yun Xizhu suddenly uttered a weak cry: "Sister!"

The voice seemed to come from far away, vague and yet it deeply touched Yun Xirou's heart. The little brother's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which rolled down and dripped onto the ground, while his body was already soaked in sweat.

Yun Yirou held her little brother's hand tightly, her eyes full of concern and worry. She comforted him softly, "Brother, don't be afraid. Sister is here. Sister is here."

Nanny Sun also came over and said softly, "Master, I am here too. You must hold on!"

A perfectly healthy child, but after just three days of not seeing him, he turned into this state. How could Yun Xirou not be angry? !

Yun Baiju coughed, trying to break the deadlock. He looked at Yun Xirou and said in a serious tone: "You...what? You didn't even inform me when you came back?!"

He looked at Yun Xirou, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, but he also seemed a little helpless.