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

Murong Xuanyi returned to the palace and did not see Yuan Ying, so he asked Yuxi: "Mammy, where is the princess?"

Yuxi replied respectfully, "Master, the princess is having her period today and is suffering from dysmenorrhea, so she rested early."

Murong Xuanyi's heart tightened, and he hurried into the bedroom. He saw Yuan Ying curled up on the bed, with a haggard face in his sleep. "Madam, how do you feel?" he called gently.

Yuan Ying endured the pain and looked at Murong Xuanyi. "I'm fine. When did you come back?"

Murong Xuanyi rubbed her belly with a distressed look on his face, "Does it hurt? I'll call the imperial physician to take a look."

Yuan Ying shook his head gently, "No need, I'll just lie down for a while."

Murong Xuanyi frowned, his heart full of worry: "But how can I feel at ease when you are in so much pain?"

Seeing this, Yuan Ying felt warm in her heart and joked, "It's only after I became your princess that I became so delicate. When I came to Kuishui before, I also had to perform tasks. How could I be so weak?" After saying that, she sighed softly, "Alas, people really can't be too comfortable."

At this time, Yuxi came over with a bowl of freshly boiled medicine in her hand and said softly, "Princess, this is the medicine for regulating menstruation prescribed by Divine Doctor Hua. Drink it while it's hot."

Murong Xuanyi took the medicine bowl, blew on it, and fed it to Yuan Ying himself. After drinking the medicine, Yuan Ying's complexion improved a little.

"What time is it?" Yuan Ying asked softly.

"It's past midnight." Murong Xuanyi kissed her on the cheek, "You should have a good rest first. I'll go to the study to take care of some important matters and come to accompany you later."

"Go ahead, do your own thing. I'm not a child who doesn't need your company." She was secretly glad that the arrival of her period gave her a reason to be alone at night so that he wouldn't always bother her.

Murong Xuanyi stared at her quietly with his deep black eyes, feeling very depressed. Why didn't this girl show any attachment to him?

But he still gently gave a few instructions before reluctantly leaving the bedroom and heading for the study in the front yard. In the study, the candlelight flickered, and Murong Xuanyi reviewed today's official documents and then pondered for a while.

He tapped the table lightly a few times, then called out to the door, "Fang Yang."

Not long after, the door of the study was slowly pushed open, and Fang Yang walked in. His figure looked particularly tall and straight under the dim light, and he respectfully called out, "Master."

"What's happening in the southwest these past two days?" Murong Xuanyi asked.

Fang Yang replied, "There is no news from there yet."

"Yes!" Murong Xuanyi nodded slightly, "Once there is any news, be sure to report it to me immediately."

Then, he changed the subject and continued to ask, "What did King Rui do?"

"Prince Rui has been summoning his trusted ministers frequently recently. Today, he even sent his trusted minister out of the capital and has sent people to follow him secretly..."

"What are the others doing?"

"Prince Ning and his wife went back to Prime Minister Wei's residence today and stayed there for two hours before leaving... Prince Shun didn't make any movement and basically didn't leave the residence in the past two days."

Fang Yang reported all the information he had discovered today.

Murong Xuanyi's fingers tapped lightly on the desk, and his eyes, as deep as a pool, seemed to be able to see through all the secrets of the world.

The second brother has never been a law-abiding person. He privately mined iron ore in his territory and secretly raised private soldiers. The number of those private soldiers is quietly increasing. His wolfish ambition is obvious.

The fourth brother seems to be low-key and humble on the surface, and he doesn't fight or compete, but a dog that doesn't bark is scary. Under his calm appearance, he hides an extremely unwilling heart.

As for the sixth brother, his ambition was even more obvious. After he married the prime minister's daughter, his ambition became even more intense and difficult to conceal.

No matter which of these people finally ascends the throne, they will never allow him a seat. Therefore, they must not be allowed to ascend to the supreme position.

"Keep a close eye on them, especially the Rui Palace. Also, disclose to Lu Ming the private soldiers and iron ore mining of the Rui Palace."

Fang Yang responded and left the study.

A figure slowly walked in. This person was Dongmei, one of the servants selected by Yuxi for Yuan Ying.

Dongmei held a plate of snacks in her hand and walked lightly towards Murong Xuanyi, saying in her sweet and moving voice: "Your Highness, the night is deep. These are the snacks I made especially for you." Under the flickering candlelight, her delicate face, lightly powdered and dotted with lip balm, added a bit of charm and allure.

Murong Xuanyi glanced at her coldly without reaching out to take it. He said coldly, "You just need to serve the princess wholeheartedly. From now on, you are not allowed to step into the study again."

Dongmei's face flashed with embarrassment, but she soon regained her smile. She bowed, mustered up her courage, and said again: "Your Majesty, the princess is not feeling well today. I am willing to serve you on behalf of the princess."

Since the prince got married, he has been doing it almost every night. The prince is young, vigorous, tall and mighty. Tonight, the princess is not feeling well, and the prince has tasted the taste of women. How can he let go of this gentle night easily? Besides, his appearance is not inferior to that of the princess, and even better than that of the princess...

With this in mind, Dongmei decided to give it a try, thinking that if she could be favored by the prince, she could at least become a concubine, and maybe even be promoted to a concubine. In this palace, many concubines rose to the top in this way.

Murong Xuanyi glanced at him and smiled, "Hmm," and then said, "Fang Yang, call Nanny Yuxi over."

Dongmei was secretly delighted when she saw that the prince did not immediately drive her away, but instead asked someone to invite a nanny. Could it be that the prince was going to arrange a separate courtyard for her?

Thinking of this, Dongmei lowered her head with joy, her face filled with an unconcealable joy...

After a while, Yuxi came in a hurry. Seeing Dongmei in the room, she had guessed something. After she stepped forward to pay her respects, Murong Xuanyi said in a deep voice: "Madam, the slaves you selected don't seem to know the rules very well. If they don't know the rules, just sell them directly."

Dongmei just woke up from her dream, and the joy on her face was instantly replaced by fear. She didn't expect that her thoughts, thinking that she would be kicked out by the prince at most, would actually result in such a result. She knelt on the ground and began to beg for mercy with tears. "Prince, please be magnanimous and spare me..."

Murong Xuanyi said coldly: "Shut your mouth, don't let the princess hear it."

Yuxi hurried forward, blocked Dongmei's mouth with a rag, and ordered two guards to come in and carry Dongmei out.

The study returned to peace again. Murong Xuanyi rubbed his temples, looking a little tired.

"Mammy, don't bring people with bad intentions like this around the princess anymore." Murong Xuanyi's tone was a little unhappy. He rarely spoke to Yuxi in such a serious tone.

Yuxi quickly responded: "Yes, I know I was wrong, and I will be more careful next time."

Murong Xuanyi was silent for a moment, and then said, "Go to Yuan Mansion tomorrow to transfer Wanqiu to the princess's side." He had suggested that Wanqiu come with him before, but Yan'er was worried about his master and the others. It seemed that he could not listen to her now.

"Okay, I'll do it tomorrow." Yuxi said.

"Well, you can go down." Murong Xuanyi waved his hand, signaling Yuxi to leave.

After Yuxi left the study, Murong Xuanyi sat alone for a while before he stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Yuan Ying had already fallen asleep, and her complexion was much better than before. Murong Xuanyi sat beside the bed, looking at her quietly, his heart full of tenderness.

He gently reached out and stroked Yuan Ying's hair, then helped her pull the quilt up.

Afterwards, he turned around to wash up, then lay back down next to Yuan Ying and gently held her in his arms. The two of them snuggled up to each other and soon fell into a deep sleep.