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

Murong Xuanyi came out of the ancestral hall and walked straight to the study. As soon as he entered the study, he immediately sat down at the desk, spread out the paper, picked up the pen, and prepared to write a letter to Song Yanshu.

Recalling the earnestness and indignation in Song Yan's letter, Murong Xuanyi was extremely cautious when writing, and concern and comfort were revealed between the lines.

After the content of the letter was written, he also attached the letter of rehabilitation of General Song. This letter of rehabilitation was of great significance to Song Yanshu at this moment.

I'm sure Song Yanshu will be relieved to see it, and the pain and resentment that has been suppressed in his heart for a long time may also be somewhat comforted by it. After all, this symbolizes that his father's years of injustice have finally been completely cleared.

After everything was ready, Murong Xuanyi carefully examined the letter and the letter of redress again. After confirming that they were correct, he was about to pack the letters.

Just at this time, Yuan Ying came back from outside. She took time out today to go to the academy to teach modern mathematics to the children.

Yuan Ying came to the study and saw Murong Xuanyi concentrating on handling affairs, so he asked: "Xuanyi, are you still busy?"

Murong Xuanyi looked up at Yuan Ying and smiled gently: "I just wrote a reply to Song Yanshu and attached his father's letter of vindication. This letter of vindication is extremely important to him at this time."

Yuan Ying nodded slightly, walked to Murong Xuanyi, his eyes fell on the letter and the redress letter, and said softly: "Indeed, General Song has been loyal and brave all his life, but he suffered such a great injustice. Now that he can be redressed, it can be regarded as giving justice to their Song family."

Murong Xuanyi sighed softly, his eyes full of emotion, and then asked, "How was your time in the academy today?"

When Yuan Ying mentioned those children, a bright smile instantly blossomed on her face, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and her whole state became extremely excited. She said enthusiastically,

"You don't know, those kids are so interesting, each one of them is so clever. Although they have some difficulty learning math at first, they are all very enthusiastic. Their seriousness is a joy to watch."

Murong Xuanyi's mood dimmed when he saw Yuan Ying's joyful expression when she talked about the children. He was filled with bitterness and helplessness, thinking, why is God so cruel to let Yan'er suffer so much, and she will never be a mother in this life, alas!

Yuan Ying keenly noticed that Murong Xuanyi's mood had become depressed, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous, thinking that she must have touched the string in Murong Xuanyi's heart that he couldn't have children when she was talking about the children so happily just now.

Yuan Ying opened his mouth, wanting to say something to break the somewhat dull atmosphere, but was afraid that saying the wrong thing would make Murong Xuanyi even more sad. After hesitating for a long time, he spoke carefully: "Xuanyi, I...I didn't mean it..."

When Murong Xuanyi heard Yuan Ying's apologetic words, he came to his senses and realized that his emotions had affected her. He quickly put away the sadness in his heart, reached out and gently held Yuan Ying's hand.

She said in a gentle voice, "Silly girl, why are you apologizing? This has nothing to do with you. It's a good thing that you can go to the academy to teach the children and let them learn new knowledge. It's my fault for spoiling your fun."

Yuan Ying raised her eyes and looked at Murong Xuanyi. She knew very well that their ancient people attached great importance to offspring. In this secular concept, it was related to the continuation of the family and the passing on of incense.

Yuan Ying paused for a moment, as if he had mustered up a lot of courage, and then said: "Xuan Yi, if you feel that we need a child in our lives in the future and want to adopt one, you can rest assured that I will definitely not have any objections and I will definitely agree to it."

Murong Xuanyi was slightly startled, and then a warm feeling rose in his heart. He held Yuan Ying's hand tighter and sighed softly:

"Yan'er, your words are enough. In my heart, you are the most important person. It doesn't matter whether we have children or not.

If we don't have children, we can just enjoy our world as two people and spend the rest of our lives together. Isn't that a good thing?"

Yuan Ying took a step forward and threw himself into Murong Xuanyi's arms like a bird returning to its nest. He tightly wrapped his arms around his waist, buried his head in his chest, and said softly, "Murong Xuanyi, it's great to have you!

Murong Xuanyi gently stroked Yuan Ying's smooth hair and responded tenderly: "Yan'er, it is my greatest luck in this life to meet you, know you and stay with you."

After a long time, Yuan Ying withdrew from Murong Xuanyi's arms, his eyes fell on the letter and the redress letter, and said, "Hurry up and send this letter to Song Yanshu."

Murong Xuanyi nodded slightly, and Yuan Ying whistled softly. Not long after, Brother Eagle flapped his wings and flew in from outside. He was agile, and after drawing a graceful arc in the air, he landed steadily on the desk in the study.

Seeing this, Yuan Ying showed a look of pity on her face. She reached out her hand and gently scratched Brother Ying's feathers, muttering, "Brother Ying, you have lost weight recently. Is it because Song Yanshu didn't give you enough food?"

After hearing what Yuan Ying said, Brother Ying tilted his head and chirped non-stop, as if he was responding to her eagerly.

Seeing this, Yuan Ying was so amused that she couldn't help but reach out and gently tap Brother Ying's head, saying with a smile, "You little thing, you've actually learned to complain."

Yuan Ying continued to joke, "Brother Ying, how about you go and get a few of your kind to help you, and let them do the job of delivering letters. You can just stay at home comfortably, eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks every day, how about that?"

Murong Xuanyi tied the letter to the Eagle's leg and checked it carefully to make sure it was tied securely and there would be no mistakes along the way. Then, he gently stroked the Eagle's feathers, as if giving instructions, and then he lifted the Eagle high up in the air, pushed it hard into the air, and personally released it.

Yuan Ying watched Brother Ying spread his wings and soar into the sky, and suddenly thought of the planes in China. Then he said slowly, "The planes in our China are as fast as Brother Ying."

Murong Xuanyi was full of curiosity when he heard this. He turned his body to look at Yuan Ying and asked with some doubt: "Plane? What is that? How can it be as fast as Brother Ying?"

Yuan Ying was slightly stunned, his thoughts still immersed in his memories of China. He came back to his senses when he heard Murong Xuanyi's question.

She looked at Murong Xuanyi, who was full of curiosity and doubt, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and patiently explained: "The plane is a very powerful means of transportation, it is much more powerful than our carriages and ships.

It has big wings, just like an eagle's wings, but many times bigger, and is made of a very hard and light material.

Then they fly in the sky at an amazing speed, and the time they use to travel from a faraway place to another place is much shorter than when we travel by horse. It may take a month to travel there, but only a few hours by plane.

In our country, airplanes are very common. There are many airplanes flying in the sky every day, taking people to different cities or transporting various materials to where they are needed. It is very convenient. "

Murong Xuanyi listened attentively, his eyes full of amazement. He imagined what it would look like if such a huge creature soared in the sky, and asked curiously:

"Then how does this plane fly? And what drives it forward? Is it like flying a kite, relying on the power of the wind?"

Yuan Ying shook his head slightly and continued, "It doesn't rely on the wind. There is something called an engine in its belly. The engine is very powerful when it runs and can generate strong thrust, allowing the plane to take off smoothly from the ground and fly towards its destination.

Alas... I can’t explain this to you in a short time.”

Murong Xuanyi's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Then Yan'er, can you make it?"

Yuan Ying rolled his eyes and replied, "You think I'm a god who can build anything. High-tech things like airplanes require a lot of professional knowledge and equipment to build. Not just anyone can build one."

Murong Xuanyi smacked his lips and sighed, "There are such wonderful things in this world. It would be great if I could see them with my own eyes." His words were full of longing for the plane he had never seen before.

Yuan Ying smiled and patted Murong Xuanyi on the shoulder, jokingly saying, "Take a shower and go to bed early. You may have all kinds of dreams."

After Yuan Ying finished speaking, he walked straight out of the study. At this moment, he no longer had the heart to pay attention to Murong Xuanyi. He just wanted to take a quick rest.

But she had no idea that her words were like a magic key, opening the door to a new world for Murong Xuanyi.

Murong Xuanyi was now like a curious baby, his mind full of curiosity about airplanes, and he couldn't suppress the desire to explore in his heart.

For the entire evening, he stayed close to Yuan Ying, asking questions all the time. Sometimes he asked if the plane would fall down if it flew so high, and sometimes he was curious about where and how the people in the plane sat. It seemed like he wanted to get everything Yuan Ying knew out of him.

Yuan Ying patiently answered the questions one by one at first, but as time went on, she felt sleepy. She really regretted it and blamed herself for being so rude. Why did she have to bring up the matter of the plane?

But Murong Xuanyi didn't notice Yuan Ying's fatigue at all, and kept asking questions with great interest.

This went on until the early morning. Yuan Ying was so sleepy that his eyelids kept fighting and his head was dizzy. He didn't even have the strength to speak. Murong Xuanyi finally realized what was happening and shut up, not asking any more questions.

You know, usually he was very keen on the sexual life between husband and wife, but today, his curiosity had thrown all those things out of his mind, and he was only focused on exploring the mysteries of the plane.

That night, Murong Xuanyi had a strange dream. He saw Yuan Ying smiling at him, and then turned around and boarded the plane. Then, a roar sounded, and the plane instantly started moving at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, it took off into the air and rushed towards the distance.

Upon seeing this, Murong Xuanyi panicked and started chasing after the plane, shouting Yuan Ying's name loudly. However, the plane showed no intention of stopping. It flew farther and farther away, and soon turned into a small black dot and disappeared into the horizon.

Murong Xuanyi ran desperately, panting, but he couldn't catch up. He could only watch Yuan Ying disappear with the plane. The feeling of powerlessness filled his heart, making him frown even in his sleep, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead...

Murong Xuanyi's eyes were glistening with tears, and he shouted Yuan Ying's name loudly, "Yan'er... Yan'er... Yan'er..."

Yuan Ying was awakened by a rapid call. She opened her eyes dazedly, her mind still a little confused, and for a moment she didn't realize where she was. When she woke up a little, she found that Murong Xuanyi beside her was terrified, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and he kept shouting her name.

Yuan Ying quickly sat up, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Murong Xuanyi, and asked with concern: "Xuanyi, Xuanyi, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare? Wake up."

Her voice still contained the sleepiness that had not yet dissipated, but it was full of worry.

Murong Xuanyi then slowly broke free from the nightmare, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw the familiar Yuan Ying in front of him. His heart finally settled down.

He hugged Yuan Ying tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that if he let go, Yuan Ying would really disappear like in the dream. He said with a slightly trembling voice:

"Yan'er, you are here. I just had a terrible dream. I dreamed that you flew away on a plane and no matter how hard I chased you, I couldn't catch up. I...I was really afraid that you would leave me like this."

Yuan Ying felt a pang in his heart when he heard his words. He raised his hand and gently stroked Murong Xuanyi's back, saying softly, "Silly boy, it was just a dream. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. Look at you, you're so scared. You must have thought too much about the plane. Stop imagining it."

Murong Xuanyi hugged Yuan Ying for a while before he calmed down. He loosened his arms and looked into Yuan Ying's eyes with a serious expression:

"Yan'er, that dream was too real. I'm really afraid of losing you. You must never leave me. No matter what happens, we must always be together, okay?"

Yuan Ying gently wiped away the remaining tears from Murong Xuanyi's eyes, smiled and nodded: "Okay, I promise you, we will always be together, just put that nightmare behind you and don't worry about it anymore."

Murong Xuanyi nodded heavily, but the scene in the dream still lingered in his mind, making him unable to let it go easily.

That night, the two were no longer sleepy. They just snuggled together, whispering soothing words to each other, until the sky turned pale.

The rising sun cast a soft light, as if bearing witness to their deep affection and dispelling the haze brought by the nightmare.