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

After breakfast, Murong Xuanyi looked at Master Yao and suggested with a smile: "Grandfather, it's a rare trip for you to the capital. Let Fang Yang take you and uncle out for a walk today, so that you can relax and experience the customs and culture of the capital."

After hearing this, Mr. Yao nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Murong Xuanyi ordered Fang Yang to take a few smart and reliable secret guards to accompany Old Man Yao and the others around the capital.

After Mr. Yao left, Murong Xuanyi turned around and walked straight to the study. The situation was delicate and many matters needed to be dealt with urgently, so he did not dare to delay for a moment.

Last night, Murong Xuanyi received a secret report saying that Emperor Kang Ren actually intended to let Fuquan go find Prince Shun. This news was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing a thousand waves in Murong Xuanyi's heart.

He knew very well in his mind that the most urgent task was to arrange everything properly as quickly as possible. Only in this way could he ensure Xuanzhou's smooth ascension to the throne. There could not be any mistakes. After all, there were too many variables. If there was any delay, there would be many unexpected changes.

Murong Xuanyi had been busy in the study. When he looked up, he realized that the sun was already high in the sky outside the window. It was already noon.

As soon as he stood up and pushed open the door of the study, he saw Jiang Chong standing at the door, with an upright posture but a hint of restraint.

Upon seeing this, Murong Xuanyi hurried forward, his face full of gratitude, and said: "Jiang Chong, you have worked really hard to escort my grandfather all the way to Beijing. Just ask for any reward you want." I was in such a hurry yesterday that I didn't have time to thank him properly.

When Jiang Chong heard this, he bowed and humbly replied:

"You are too kind. I am here to serve you and escort you to the capital safely. I dare not ask for a reward. But I have something to ask of you today. I hope you will take the time to listen to me."

Murong Xuanyi frowned slightly. He knew that Jiang Chong was always steady. He must have something very important to say so he was so serious. So he said seriously, "Oh? If you have something to say, just tell me."

Jiang Chong blushed slightly, and rubbed his hands awkwardly. Then he mustered up his courage, raised his head and looked directly into Murong Xuanyi's eyes, and said in a sincere and slightly nervous tone:

"Master, I have an unwelcome request in my heart. I dare to ask you to marry Miss Wanqiu. I hope you can help me."

After saying that, he lowered his head again, as if he was afraid that Murong Xuanyi would refuse outright, and his heart was filled with uneasiness. But he also had to say that he had thought about it on the way back to Beijing, and he asked the prince to approve their marriage as soon as possible.

Murong Xuanyi was stunned at first, then a gentle smile appeared on his face, "Oh? So it's about this matter, I thought it was a big deal."

Jiang Chong looked at Murong Xuanyi expectantly, and he said slowly, "However, I can't make the decision for you. You know Wanqiu is the princess's person, so the princess has the final say."

Jiang Chong's eyelids twitched. If he had known earlier, he would have begged the princess directly.

However, Jiang Chong still said respectfully, "I was inconsiderate. I should have asked the princess's consent first. It's just that I was impatient and rude to you."

Murong Xuanyi smiled and waved his hand, saying, "The princess went to Wei Mansion today, you wait for her to come back. Go find her, as long as she agrees, I will naturally have no objection and will definitely help you with this good thing."

Early in the morning, Wei Ruchi came to pick up Yuan Ying and took them to Wei Mansion. Anyang was in the late stage of pregnancy, and Wei Ruchi was completely crazy.

Anyang came to ask Yuan Ying whenever he felt uncomfortable. There were midwives and midwives in the mansion. He always bothered his wife and even took them away today. He completely forgot his previous advice.

Wei Mansion.

Wei Ruchi said nervously, "Fifth sister-in-law, Anyang couldn't sleep well tonight. She tossed and turned, and said that her stomach hurt from time to time. Is she about to give birth?"

"Fifth sister-in-law, can you help me check whether the layout of the delivery room has achieved what you call sterility?"

Yuan Ying rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Isn't Anyang's due date yet? Besides, it's useless for you to call me to give birth to Anyang. You should arrange for a midwife and a doctor."

Wei Ruchi said a little embarrassedly, "Fifth sister-in-law, I was too flustered. When I encountered the matter of Anyang and the child, my mind was in a mess. I just thought that you were knowledgeable and understood these things, so I rushed to pick you up."

Yuan Ying sighed helplessly and said, "Midwives and doctors are the most professional. Although I know a little bit, I can only help take a look and give some advice.

Just relax and don't panic yourself, otherwise Anyang will get even more panicked when he sees you like this."

At this time, Anyang came out with a big belly. Seeing Yuan Ying was also there, she thought that her husband had bothered the Fifth Sister-in-law again. She smiled helplessly and said, "Brother Ruchi, you have bothered the Fifth Sister-in-law again. I'm fine, don't worry. The Fifth Sister-in-law is so busy on weekdays, and you keep bothering her."

Wei Ruchi hurried forward to support Anyang, and said with a wronged look: "Why don't you sleep a little longer? You didn't sleep much all night. Fifth sister-in-law knows a lot, and she is not panicking in my heart."

Anyang shook his head helplessly and said to Yuan Ying, "Fifth sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work."

Yuan Ying smiled and said, "It's okay, he just feels sorry for you. How do you feel now? Does your stomach still hurt?"

Anyang gently stroked his stomach and said, "It doesn't hurt now, but I couldn't sleep well at night. I always felt heavy and uncomfortable no matter how I lay down."

Yuan Ying nodded, "This is what happens in the late stages of pregnancy. How long is your due date?"

Anyang counted the days and replied, "About twenty days."

"Well, that's good. It's less than a month. You should pay more attention in the next few days. If you feel there is anything wrong, let the court doctor take a look immediately." Yuan Ying instructed.

Anyang nodded obediently, "I understand, sister-in-law Wu, don't worry, I will be careful."

Yuan Ying looked at Anyang's face, which was full of the radiance of maternal love, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart.

Afterwards, Yuan Ying went to check out the so-called sterile delivery room that Wei Ruchi had arranged. It was called a sterile delivery room, but in fact it was much cleaner than an ordinary room. The whole room was cleaned spotlessly, and it was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into it.

And it is carefully disinfected with alcohol every day, but under the current conditions, it may be difficult to achieve a completely sterile effect. However, this is also a gesture of Wei Ruchi's kindness, and it is better than nothing.

Yuan Ying was kept by the couple for lunch before returning to Prince Jing's Mansion.