A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

“Your grace is like a rebirth. Please accept my greeting.” Yun Mengyao was filled with gratitude and knelt on the ground devoutly, revealing endless respect and gratitude in her words.

Yuan Ying helped Yun Mengyao up and said, "Miss Yun, there is no need to be so polite. It is just a small favor from Yuan."

As he spoke, Yuan Ying took out the banknotes and the indenture he had extorted from the madam and handed them to Yun Mengyao, saying:

"Take these banknotes and the indenture contract. After this period of time, let my master prescribe medicine to restore your appearance and voice.

You can find a place to settle down and live a good life. The plaque given to you by the emperor will be your amulet. With this plaque, no one will dare to look down on you. "

Murong Xuanyi frowned as he watched from the side. When did this girl learn how to blackmail him? He had originally prepared 500,000 taels of silver for her to redeem herself.

She threatened that she would not pay a penny and even wanted the other party to pay money, but in the end, she actually made the impossible possible.

Murong Xuanyi couldn't help but smile quietly, and he felt a sincere admiration and pride for her extraordinary wisdom and cleverness.

Seeing this, Yun Mengyao leaned forward and said, "Please don't drive me away, sir. Please redeem me, sir. I am willing to be your slave for the rest of my life."

Yuan Ying was speechless. What was going on? So many people wanted to be slaves. What good was there in being a slave? Alas! Another one to be brainwashed.

"Miss Yun, I really don't need a servant." Yuan Ying explained patiently.

"Before, you had no choice but to enter the mortal world. Now you are free. I redeemed you not to make you a slave again, but to make you a free man who is self-reliant and independent, and to continue to pass on that love."

“But, without adults, Mengyao would have nowhere to go.” Yun Mengyao said with tears in her eyes.

Yuan Ying thought this was indeed a problem, and after a pause said: "Would you be willing to stay in the academy to help Master Qin in the future?"

"Really? I do. I do. Thank you, sir!" Yun Mengyao burst into tears of gratitude.

Yuan Ying helped Yun Mengyao up and said, "With your talent, you can do a lot of things. You can write popular poems or author books. In short, your life has infinite possibilities. You don't have to confine yourself to a small world." Yuan Ying encouraged.

Then Yuan Ying told Yun Mengyao the stories of many female poets and modern female writers such as Li Qingzhao, Xie Daoyun, and Zhu Shuzhen. With her talent, it would be nice for her to become a female writer in the future.

Yun Mengyao nodded heavily, with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

Murong Xuanyi looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart was moved. He thought that she had such a unique insight and mind.

"Okay, Miss Yun, you should go and have a rest first. I will ask Yun Jiu to take you to the academy tomorrow." Yuan Ying said.

Yun Mengyao thanked him again, then turned and left.

Murong Xuanyi walked forward and hugged Yuan Ying to the study, and said softly, "Prime Minister, how could you be so outstanding that I feel ashamed of myself. You are such an outstanding person, and I am always worried that someone else will get there first and take you away.

After thinking it over, I can only ask you to marry me as soon as possible to relieve my worries and let me serve you every day and share the happiness of family life. Is that okay?"

After hearing this, Yuan Ying laughed and scolded: "Murong Xuanyi, where is your integrity? How come you have become so shameless now?"

Murong Xuanyi smiled more and more brilliantly, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes: "What is character? Can it be eaten? Besides, you said in front of all the ministers that you would marry me, why are you going back on your word now?"

Yuan Ying frowned slightly: "When did I say that?"

Murong Xuanyi continued leisurely: "You said that when the time is right, you will marry him. What? Is there someone else in your heart instead of me?" After saying that, he bit Yuan Ying's earlobe lightly.

Yuan Ying's body trembled, and he quickly pushed Murong Xuanyi away, saying angrily: "How can you be so shameless, you dog? What you said at that time was just a temporary measure, how can you take it seriously?"

Murong Xuanyi was relentless, his eyes smiling, his lips moving closer: "Oh? A stopgap measure? Then, Prime Minister, do you have a better plan to get rid of this 'scoundrel' like me?"

Seeing this, Yuan Ying raised a sly smile, and her little hand had quietly reached into Murong Xuanyi's collar, provocatively saying: "Then let me test you first to see if you are qualified, and then make a decision."

Murong Xuanyi was so shocked by her sudden action that his face turned red and he stammered, "Are the people of your country... so fierce?"

Yuan Ying looked at his coy appearance and couldn't help laughing. She leaned close to his ear, bit his earlobe and whispered, "There are more powerful ones. Do you want to try?"

Hearing this, Murong Xuanyi waved his hands hastily, his cheeks becoming even more flushed: "Let's save it for... for our wedding night."

Seeing his blushing cheeks and burning ears, Yuan Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her laughter was crisp and pleasant. She really loved Murong Xuanyi's shy and yandere look. If you didn't know, you would think she was flirting with a decent woman. Hahahaha.

Seeing her smiling so freely, Murong Xuanyi suddenly pulled her and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Then, a deep and passionate kiss swept over, as if to put all the emotions into it.

When their lips parted, both of them were breathless, as if the kiss just now took away all their breath, but also made their hearts more closely connected.

After the two of them calmed down, Murong Xuanyi said seriously: "Yan'er, the eighth day of May is my father's birthday. I will definitely find a way to get him to grant us a marriage. I really can't wait. Whether it's you marrying me or me marrying you, I just want to get married as soon as possible."

Yuan Ying panted slightly and nodded gently. In the blink of an eye, she had spent a whole year in this strange world. She never expected that she would find the love of her life in this strange world.

When it comes to love, there are always people who are happy and people who are sad.

Song Yanshu sat alone on the roof, with his back to the starry sky and his face towards the direction of Yuan Mansion. He held the flute in his hand and slowly played the song "Green Flowers in the Army" that Yuan Ying had played in the cave. The flute sounded melodious, but it could not hide the loneliness and longing in his heart.

The moonlight poured down on his lonely figure like water, coating him with a layer of silver light. The flute sounded melodious, sometimes high-pitched and passionate, like a recollection of the past; sometimes low and gentle, like the unfulfilled feelings in the heart.

The wind blew gently, taking away some of the sorrow in the flute sound, but it could not take away the deep attachment in his heart.

He knew that there was a huge gap between him and Yuan Ying, and there was no possibility for them to be together again in this life. But this feeling was like the moonlight in the night, eternal and unchanging.

Princess Dunchun looked at him under the eaves, her eyes full of sympathy and helplessness towards him.