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

Murong Xuanyi and Yuan Ying returned to the room. Yuan Ying was about to go wash up, but was stopped by Murong Xuanyi. Yuan Ying turned his head to look at him, and asked with some doubt in his eyes: "Xuanyi, what's wrong?"

Murong Xuanyi looked at her deeply, his eyes full of inquiry and concern. He frowned slightly and whispered:

"Yan'er, what's wrong with you? I know something must have happened to you today. Tell me. Okay?"

Yuan Ying listened to his words which were full of affection and worry. She hesitated whether to tell Murong Xuanyi what she heard in Yuan Mansion, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back and just shook her head.

He smiled and said, "It's nothing really, I just miss my mother a little bit."

Murong Xuanyi heard this, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes. He slowly reached out his hand, gently stroked Yuan Ying's hair, and said softly: "Yan'er, you still have me, I will always be by your side."

Yuan Ying felt the warmth of his palm, her eyes slightly reddened, she held back her tears, reached out to hug him, buried her head in his arms, and said softly:

"Xuan Yi, thank you, you are so good to me." You are so good that I don't want to leave you.

When Murong Xuanyi heard Yuan Ying's touching words, his heart was filled with pity. He hugged Yuan Ying tighter, as if he wanted to merge her into his own bones and blood.

He rested his chin lightly on the top of Yuan Ying's head and said gently, "Silly boy, never say thank you to me. As long as you are happy, I am willing to do everything for you."

Yuan Ying knew that he was sincere in what he said, and he was willing to do everything for her. Even though he knew that she was infertile, he was ready to bear all the rumors for her. This deep love was like a heavy rock, pressing on Yuan Ying's heart and making it difficult for him to breathe.

The better he was, the less she could be so selfish. She thought it was okay that she couldn't have children, but if he hadn't met her, he might have become an emperor, with many children and grandchildren, enjoying the supreme honor and family happiness.

Instead of having to bear the reputation of being infertile in order to protect her, and silently endure the strange looks from all sides and the gossip behind her back, as is happening now.

That night, Yuan Ying lay with his back to Murong Xuanyi and couldn't fall asleep. Murong Xuanyi hugged Yuan Ying from behind and fell asleep quickly. After he fell asleep, Yuan Ying turned around and looked at Murong Xuanyi, recalling every little detail from the first time they met until now.

She didn't know when she fell in love with him, and it was not easy for the two of them to be together.

Yuan Ying's thoughts were in a mess. She gently stroked Murong Xuanyi's face, feeling mixed emotions.

Yuan Ying's fingers gently stroked Murong Xuanyi's face. Every touch seemed to be filled with reluctance and helplessness. The warm touch was like a branding iron, burning her heart.

"Perhaps, we are really not destined to be together." Yuan Ying said softly, remembering what the nun in the nunnery said. Tears slid down silently and dripped onto the pillowcase, leaving a small dark mark.

Yuan Ying secretly made a decision in her heart, perhaps she made the decision the moment she learned the truth.

She decided to leave quietly after Murong Xuanyi's birthday. Since everything started at this moment, let all the stories end at the same time.

In the following days, Yuan Ying went to court as usual. In her spare time, she played chess with Murong Xuanyi's grandfather, listened to the old man talk about interesting things in the past, and occasionally expressed her own opinions, which made the old man laugh and praise her for her intelligence.

Old Master Yao was becoming more and more satisfied with the Prime Minister's granddaughter-in-law. He pulled Yuan Ying aside and praised his sons:

"My grandson's wife is a rare good girl. Not only is she well-educated, but she is also very considerate. She plays chess with me to relieve my boredom and never gets tired of listening to my trivial stories."

Yuan Ying smiled modestly and said, "Grandfather, you are too kind. It is my blessing to be able to play chess with you to relieve my boredom."

After hearing Mr. Yao's praise, several sons nodded in agreement and said with a smile: "Xuan Yi has a good eye."

Old Master Yao's face was full of pride. He stroked his beard and continued, "Of course. I hope you can give me a great-grandson soon, so that this palace will become more lively."

As soon as he said this, Yuan Ying's heart suddenly tightened, and then he smiled slightly, "Grandfather, don't worry, Xuan Yi... he will definitely have many children and grandchildren in the future, so you should take care of yourself."

She knew that she could not give the old man the result he expected, and this made her more determined to leave. Only by leaving could Murong Xuanyi pursue the fulfilling life that should have belonged to him.

Only by leaving can Murong Xuanyi become a wise ruler praised by future generations, respected by all people, and make the people of Daxia live in peace and prosperity. The country will surely become more prosperous under his governance.

As the weather got hotter, they were worried that the old man would not be able to keep up with the journey, so they decided to return to Jiangnan while the weather was not too hot. They hoped to take Yao Shutong's body back to Jiangnan with them.

Murong Xuanyi became increasingly busy, dealing with the complicated affairs of the court while preparing for the relocation of his mother's grave. He wanted to get this done as soon as possible, so that his mother could return to her homeland and rest in peace in the place she longed for.

When Yuan Ying heard that her grandfather was planning to return to Jiangnan, she helped Yuxi prepare the necessary items for the return trip.

Murong Xuanyi was touched by Yuan Ying's attentiveness, but he also felt that she seemed to be busier than usual in recent days. However, he was busy with many affairs in the court, and was busy arranging the relocation of his mother's grave and the return of his grandfather, so he didn't think about it for a while.