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

When Murong Xuanyi returned to the palace from the imperial palace, it was already dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on every corner of the mansion. Walking into the hall, his eyes caught Yuan Ying's waiting figure, and his heart was warmed, warm and delicate.

When Yuan Ying saw him returning, he took two light steps forward, a smile as warm as the sun blooming on his face, his eyes curved into crescent shapes, and asked gently: "You are finally back, is your father okay?" His words were full of concern and worry.

Murong Xuanyi secretly sighed in his heart, what a silly girl, others wanted to kill her, but she still cared about others. This innocence and kindness touched him and distressed him.

Seeing that his eyes were deep and seemed to contain thousands of words, Yuan Ying couldn't help but feel a little confused and asked softly, "What's wrong? Did something happen?" Her voice was full of worry and concern.

Murong Xuanyi shook his head slightly and said softly: "It's okay, father is fine. I just wonder why you are so kind." He reached out and stroked Yuan Ying's face, his eyes full of pity.

Yuan Ying held his hand and said with a smile: "Alright, stop flattering me. My principle is that I won't offend others unless they offend me. Let's go and have dinner. I'm almost starving waiting for you."

Murong Xuanyi's heart warmed up, and he hugged Yuan Ying tightly in his arms, "If I come back late next time, you can eat first, and you don't need to wait for me. Don't starve yourself."

Although he said this, his heart was as sweet as honey. Isn't it what he has been dreaming of for many years to have someone waiting for him silently here?

Yuan Ying shook his head slightly and retorted: "After getting married, isn't it for the sake of having someone to miss each other and wait for each other?"

He finally understood why Wei Ruchi had been eager to go home every time since she got married. He lowered his head and gently kissed Yuan Ying on his smooth forehead.

She said softly, "I will definitely come back sooner rather than later, and I will not let you down."

After saying that, he took Yuan Ying's hand and walked towards the dining table together. The table was already filled with a sumptuous dinner, the aroma of which whetted people's appetite.

The two sat opposite each other, Murong Xuanyi picked up food for Yuan Ying from time to time, and their conversation was full of warmth and sweetness.

After dinner, it was already pitch dark outside. The maids cleared the dishes and left.

"Want to go for a walk to digest the food?"

The two of them will live together in the future, so they need to adjust to each other's habits, Murong Xuanyi suggested, holding her hand.

Yuan Ying glanced outside and nodded in agreement.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the flowers swayed, and the two walked side by side, enjoying this rare quiet time.

Murong Xuanyi spoke softly, recounting interesting stories from his childhood, while Yuan Ying listened quietly, occasionally interrupting. It seemed as if there were endless words and endless emotions between the two.

Talking about her childhood, Yuan Ying was a little emotional. She whispered, "I can't believe we are really married."

What she couldn't believe was that she was really married. If only her mother in the other world could know about this, she would definitely be very happy.

Murong Xuanyi kissed her hand, "Well, we are really married. Are you happy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hot blood in his body surged as if it was about to break free from its restraints and rush wildly.

So he suggested, "Yan'er, it's a little cold outside, let's go back to the room early."

Yuan Ying was slightly surprised. Cold? She didn't feel it. It was a nice autumn day with pleasant temperature.

But she always had a casual attitude towards such trivial matters, so she readily agreed: "Okay, as you say."

The two returned to the room. Yuan Ying went to the bathroom, washed herself, and curled up in bed. There were not many entertainment activities in ancient times, so she could only go to bed early. Fortunately, her original schedule was very regular.

By the time Murong Xuanyi came out of the shower, Yuan Ying was already fast asleep.

It really made him laugh and cry. He thought she understood... She had clearly agreed to go back to the room... Alas!

Reluctantly, he blew out the gauze-shaded lamp, leaving only a faint light. As the curtain was gently lowered, he slowly sank into the bright red and gold brocade bedding.

The air was filled with a familiar and reassuring atmosphere. She was beside him, quiet and peaceful. In this dim and soft light and shadow, he stared at her sideways, his eyes full of affection and tenderness, as if he wanted to engrave her face deeply in his heart.

They finally got married and became husband and wife. She was his every day and every night.

Thinking of Emperor Kang Ren's words, his eyes darkened a little. Originally, he didn't want to be so heartless, but he actually hurt the people he cared about the most time and time again, so don't blame him...

Finally, he couldn't help the tenderness in his heart, and quietly approached her, gently holding her in his arms, and the two hearts were closely attached to each other.

In the abyss of the dream, Yuan Ying seemed to be in the vast ocean, his body swaying with the ups and downs of the waves, as if pulled by an invisible force, sometimes rising to the top of the waves, sometimes sinking into the abyss.

In this daze, she felt as if her body had been baptized by a violent storm...

Damn... Even if she was a special forces soldier, she couldn't stand this endless torture for several nights in a row. In embarrassment, she bit his neck.

There was only a low and suppressed groan, and at that moment, the whole world seemed to stop.

"Yan'er, you..." Murong Xuanyi's whole body trembled involuntarily, and then he seemed to have lost all his strength and completely gave up resisting.

Yuan Ying looked at him jokingly and said, "Who told you to attack me? In our country, doing something without the other party's consent is considered a crime within marriage."

Murong Xuanyi heard this and a trace of grievance appeared on his face. He defended himself, "How can this be considered a sneak attack? I clearly asked for your opinion, and you said yes, so I dared to take action..."

Yuan Ying glared at him fiercely, secretly regretting that he had become less and less alert in front of him. As a special forces soldier, he was actually ambushed by him. Angry!

He asked unhappily, "What time is it now?"

Seeing this, Murong Xuanyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He hugged her tightly in his arms again and whispered in her ear: "It's not early, dear Yan'er, obey me again, I will listen to you in the future..." His voice was gentle and magnetic, as if it had a kind of magic that was irresistible.

Before he finished speaking, he kissed her lips, tenderly and passionately...

When a man first starts eating meat, he will definitely get addicted to it, and Murong Xuanyi is no exception.

The night is still long, and the stars are blinking quietly outside the window, as if witnessing the tenderness and sweetness in this room.