The baby-making system is unreliable

That summer, the capital was unbearably stuffy, especially for the generals who were used to acting recklessly on the battlefield.

The women of Wuqing are just as capable as any man; Jiang Liujun is a master archer with perfect aim; Ji Yu is patient and prudent; and Yun Guangbo is steady and imposing.

The four men were discussing matters before the emperor. Sitting in the stuffy hall, listening to lengthy reports, they felt irritated, as if bound by iron chains.

Wu Qing was the first to lose his temper and impulsively slammed his fist on the table: "The weather in the capital is so suffocating it's making people sick! We've been through wind and rain on the battlefield, when have we ever suffered such humiliation?"

Jiang Liujun took a sip of his cool tea, his eyes flashing slightly: "Yes, the sound of horses' hooves, the wind, and the war drums are what match our spirit."

Ji Yu remained silent, only slowly raising his head to look out the window, his gaze seemingly piercing through the palace walls and landing on the boundless wilderness in the distance.

Yun Guangbo chuckled softly, "Since your heart yearns to roam freely, why not actually go and roam freely?"

The four exchanged a glance; no words were needed, their understanding was clear. That very night, they traveled light and quietly left the capital without alerting a single person.

Horse hooves pierced the morning mist as they galloped south towards Aozhou, a vast and boundless grassland with abundant water and grass.

They set off on a whim, not for military affairs, not for power struggles, but simply for a long-awaited moment of unbridled freedom, a rendezvous with the wind in a horse race.

Freed from the constraints of the capital, the four of them shot off like arrows, heading straight for the vast grasslands of Aozhou.

The wind here is free, carrying the fragrance of grass and earth, instantly washing away their summer heat and boredom.

They selected four of the most spirited horses and decided to have a real contest, rather than the leisurely "spring outing" in the suburbs of the capital.

"Is this a good idea? It's not quite appropriate for us to leave the capital without permission!"

Jiang Liujun gripped the reins. Although it had been a long time since he had ridden a horse in such a vast area, he was a general and had this kind of drive in his bones.

"Hey bro, stop being so wishy-washy. We're already here, so let's have some fun."

Wu Qing led the way, her red robes like fire, drawing a fiery trail across the verdant grassland. She let out a long, resounding cry, a voice filled with long-lost joy and exhilaration.

Jiang Liu followed closely behind, his eyes fixed ahead, as if he were chasing not Wu Qing, but a lone wild goose in the sky.

"Since we're already here, and Her Majesty Ye Lin and the Yun family's youngest sister are traveling the world, they can't interfere with us. Even if something happens, we're not afraid."

Ji Yu calmly controlled his horse, observing the surrounding terrain and wind direction, as if he were conducting a military simulation.

In this peaceful and prosperous world, if these old bones don't get out and relax, they'll probably all go moldy! That won't do!

Yun Guangbo stayed at the back, ensuring that no one fell behind; his presence itself provided a silent sense of security.

"Are you trying to say that even if the sky falls, I, the emperor's brother-in-law, will hold it up?! You little brat, you have no good intentions at all!!"

Yun Guangbo rolled his eyes. It was rare for him to say something to Yun Guangbo, and it was clear that Yun Guangbo was quite happy.

They were born for the battlefield; everything on the battlefield excited them and made their blood boil.

"Hahaha, of course! Brother Yun, hurry up and catch up!! Such a beautiful grassland, it would be a real disrespect to this grassland not to run on it!!"

Before anyone knew it, Ji Yu had also sped up his horse and started running, turning back to call out to him.

Yun Guangbo spurred his horse and, with a light laugh, chased after him, keeping pace with him.

"Hahaha! This is more interesting! Come on, guys, be more manly!" Wu Qing slammed the wine flask heavily on the ground, the grassland in front of her leaping in her eyes, hotter than the sunset on the horizon.

"You lot, do you dare to have a race?! Run from this ovoo to the sunset on the horizon, whoever gets there first is the true 'King of the Grassland' today!"

“Of course! Come on!! Sister Wu’s suggestion is interesting!” Jiang Liujun responded almost immediately, his calm, deep eyes ignited and transformed into a burning fighting spirit.

"What's so difficult about that?! I won't admit defeat! Giddy up!!" Ji Yu abandoned his usual restraint and composure, a long-lost arrogant smile belonging to a young general appeared on his lips.

He gave the reins a gentle tug, and the steady black horse beneath him began to paw restlessly, letting out a low neigh, as if responding to its master's fighting spirit.

"No problem!" Yun Guangbo laughed loudly, his voice booming and echoing across the vast grassland. "Let's see whose horsemanship is better!!"

His imposing figure stood ramrod straight on horseback, like an unshakeable mountain, yet exuding an irrepressible heroic spirit.

And so, the four steeds, like arrows released from a bow, charged into the grassland dyed golden by the setting sun with overwhelming force.

The horses' hooves flew, kicking up clouds of dust, like four raging dragons drawing four unruly tracks across the sky and earth.

Four young men and women who once roamed the battlefields, years later, still possess the same passion and yearn to gallop across this grassland!

The wind whistles in their ears, the grassland rushes past their feet, they chase the setting sun that is about to sink below the horizon, and also chase the eternally young self that is sealed deep in their memories.