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

At the Wei Mansion, Wei Ruchi and Anyang were having lunch. Anyang's stomach churned when he saw the fish he usually loved eating on the table. He frowned slightly. Wei Ruchi immediately sensed something and asked softly, "Madam, what's wrong?"

Anyang shook his head gently, "Nothing, just a little nauseous."

Wei Ruchi nervously put down his bowl and chopsticks and shouted loudly to the outside.

"Quickly call the palace doctor!"

Soon, the court doctor came in a hurry. After checking Anyang's pulse, he showed joy on his face and knelt down to congratulate, "Congratulations, sir. The princess is pregnant."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ruchi's eyes flashed with unbelievable joy. He quickly helped the court doctor up and said in a trembling voice, "Are you serious? The princess... is really pregnant?"

The palace doctor nodded his head and confirmed again: "It is absolutely true. The pulse is clear, the fetus is breathing steadily, and the princess is in good health. This is a great thing."

Anyang was stunned, totally unable to believe it. She looked down at her belly, which seemed to contain the miracle of life. An indescribable sense of happiness surged in her heart. She looked at Wei Ruchi, and saw that his eyes were full of tenderness and excitement, as if he wanted to melt her whole body into him.

"Brother Ruchi..." Anyang called softly, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, but also full of expectation.

Wei Ruchi held her hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear. "Madam, we have a child." His words were full of affection and excitement.

Anyang looked at Wei Ruchi's excited expression, and her heart was filled with unprecedented tenderness and happiness. She gently stroked her still flat belly, where their common future was being nurtured, and an unprecedented maternal glow bloomed on her face.

"We have a child." Anyang repeated Wei Ruchi's words, his words full of sweetness and expectation.

Wei Ruchi held Anyang's hand tightly, his eyes sparkling with tears, as if he wanted to engrave this moment in his heart forever. "Yes, ma'am, we have a child. From today on, I will work hard to learn how to be a good father. I will do my best to give you the best."

Anyang's eyes gradually became moist, and she looked at Wei Ruchi and nodded firmly.

Wei Ruchi looked at Anyang's moist eyes and asked nervously, "Madam, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Anyang shook his head slightly and responded to his concern with a smile.

"So what do you want to eat? I'll ask the kitchen to make it?"

Anyang chuckled and took Wei Ruchi's hand and said, "Brother Ruchi, don't be so nervous, I'm just pregnant."

Wei Ruchi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not dare to let down his guard. He gently stroked Anyang's hair and said softly, "Madam, you are two people now, you must be more careful."

He stood up and said to the outside, "Go and tell the kitchen to cook some light porridge for the princess."

"Go and prepare some of the best abortion-maintaining herbs and tonics. Be sure to be thorough and considerate."

"You go……"

Anyang looked at Wei Ruchi's busy figure. With him by her side, it was the best destination. Her heart was filled with warmth. She knew that this man would use all he had to protect her and their child. She gently stroked her belly and silently said in her heart: "Baby, you have a good father. We will welcome your arrival together."

Wei Ruchi couldn't contain his joy, and the next day after court he pulled Murong Xuanyi aside and whispered, "Fifth uncle, I have great news for you."

Murong Xuanyi distanced himself from him with disdain and asked, "What good news?"

Wei Ruchi's face was filled with happiness, almost overflowing. He lowered his voice, fearing that this joy would disturb the air around him, "Anyang, she is pregnant with our child."

Murong Xuanyi was stunned at first, then his mouth curled up slowly, and a trace of relief and joy flashed in his eyes. He patted Wei Ruchi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are so quick, kid! Is Anyang okay?"

Wei Ruchi nodded quickly, his face full of pride and care, "The court doctor has checked it and said that the fetus is stable and Anyang is in good health. But I always feel that there are still thousands of things I need to do for her, but I don't know where to start."

Murong Xuanyi suspected that he was showing off, but he had no evidence, so he said calmly: "I can't help you with this. You can ask some experienced women for advice on what to do, or find a midwife or something like that."

When Wei Ruchi heard this, a glimmer of sudden enlightenment flashed across his eyes. He looked at Murong Xuanyi gratefully and said with a smile, "Fifth Uncle is right. I'll make arrangements right away. Anyang is a new mother, so there must be many things she doesn't understand. I have to prepare everything for her."

As he was about to leave, Wei Ruchi Youze replied, "When I have experience, I will teach you how to be a good father."

After saying that, Wei Ruchi left the court in a hurry.

Murong Xuanyi felt mixed emotions when he saw Wei Ruchi's departing back.

After leaving the court, he did not stop for a moment and rushed straight to Yuan's house. Today was August 20th, and there were only a few days left before his wedding with Yuan Ying. The urgency and anxiety in his heart became increasingly difficult to suppress. The day he did not see Yuan Ying, his heart was restless, and he was always afraid that something might go wrong, making it difficult for him to fully believe the fact that they were about to get married.

Yuan Ying looked at Murong Xuanyi's depressed look and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying and pulled her into his arms, "Yan'er, is it true that we are getting married?"

Yuan Ying was stunned and said, "Of course it's true. The imperial decree has been issued."

Murong Xuanyi felt a little relieved. His father was in seclusion, and no one could stop them from getting married. As for the future, they would talk about it later.

After hugging for a while, Yuan Ying said, "You're hugging too tight, it's hot!"

Seeing this, Murong Xuanyi quickly let go of his hand, with a hint of apology and doting in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I... I'm just too happy." He whispered, his eyes flashing with indescribable joy and nervousness.

"Yan'er, these days I've been wondering what our life will be like after we get married." Murong Xuanyi said with anticipation.

Yuan Ying thought that this person might have premarital anxiety disorder. Isn't this a symptom only experienced by women? Can men also get it?

Yuan Ying said calmly: "It should be about the same as now, I don't know."

Murong Xuanyi took Yuan Ying's hand, and the two walked quietly in the backyard, enjoying this rare tranquility and beauty. Suddenly, Murong Xuanyi stopped, took out an exquisite jade pendant from his arms, and gently held it in Yuan Ying's hand. "This is my mother's intimate thing, the only thought she left me, and now I give it to you."

Yuan Ying looked at the jade pendant in her hand. She knew that this jade pendant was of great significance to Murong Xuanyi. It was the only thought his mother left him. Now, he gave it to her. How could she not be moved by such deep affection?

Yuan Ying didn't know what to say. She held the jade pendant tightly, as if she was holding Murong Xuanyi's heart.

After a while, she said, "Murong Xuanyi, don't be so nice to me. I don't know what to give you. This is a handkerchief that I spent several days embroidering. I hope you don't dislike it." After saying that, she took out the handkerchief that she had spent several days embroidering from her arms a little embarrassedly.

Murong Xuanyi took it carefully and opened it, only to see a few little figures embroidered on it with crooked stitches.

Murong Xuanyi joked, "These little figures are embroidered well."

Yuan Ying frowned and said unhappily, "What villain? It's obviously a happy family of four, can't you see? The two older ones are the father and mother, and the two younger ones are a son and a daughter. I originally wanted to embroider a picture of a hundred children, but it was too difficult, so I changed it to a family of four. Anyway, we can't have a hundred children, so two is enough, and a son and a daughter is best."

Yuan Ying said this without any girlish shyness.

Murong Xuanyi felt very uncomfortable after listening to Yuan Ying's words.

Seeing his heavy face, Yuan Ying thought he was disgusted with her embroidery work, and immediately said unhappily: "Look, my hands are all rubbed by the needles, and you still despise it."

Murong Xuanyi took Yuan Ying's hand and blew it against his lips with a distressed look in his heart, saying: "Silly boy, the fact that you are here with me is the best gift. You don't need to do this for me."

Yuan Ying continued to ask, "Do you like this?"

Murong Xuanyi chuckled: "Of course I like it. This is embroidered by my princess specially for me. I will carry it with me every day in the future."

Yuan Ying chuckled: "That's more like it."

Murong Xuanyi gently stroked Yuan Ying's hair and smiled tenderly. He said seriously, "Yan'er, I am willing to betroth you with the mountains and rivers, and a hundred miles of red makeup, and promise you a life of peace and stability. Are you willing to tie my hair for me, and share my love for a lifetime?"

Yuan Ying's eyes flashed with emotion when she heard this. She looked up at Murong Xuanyi, her deep eyes full of sincerity and determination. She opened her red lips and said in a gentle but firm voice: "Murong Xuanyi, I am willing to join hands with you, no matter the wind and rain, to go on this long and beautiful journey of life together. No matter how great the country is, or how many beautiful women there are, they are not as good as you having me in your heart, and I having you in my heart."

The two smiled at each other, as if everything in the world had lost its color, and only each other was the most dazzling existence.