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

Ling Qiyan led the defeated troops back to the military camp in disgrace. The camp was dead silent, the soldiers were dejected, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

He kicked over the table in front of him and roared, "Are you all fucking mute?" The generals were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.

At this time, the deputy general spoke cautiously: "Your Highness, our army has suffered heavy casualties, and our food and grass have been cut off. Morale is low. What should we do?"

Ling Qiyan gnashed his teeth and said viciously: "Immediately send people to contact the neighboring countries, promise them huge benefits, and ask them to send troops to help."

After saying that, he sat back in the main seat, his eyes red. He had never seen Yuan Ying fight in such a shameless way, and hatred surged in his heart like a tide. "Yuan Ying, I, Ling Qiyan, will not be a human being if I don't avenge this!"

He clenched his fists, swore secretly, and thought about how to make a comeback and deal a fatal blow to Yuan Ying.

After the emotions calmed down a bit, Ling Qiyan gave another order: "Send out a scout team to closely monitor the movements of the Great Xia Army. If there is any movement, report it immediately."

Murong Xuanyi's obsession with the name "Yan'er" became stronger and stronger. During the day, he often stopped his work unconsciously, muttering "Yan'er" in his mouth, his eyes full of confusion and exploration.

One day, Qiqige accompanied him to fetch water from the stream. Murong Xuanyi looked at his own reflection in the water. In a trance, he seemed to see a figure overlapping with his own. Next to that figure, there seemed to be Yan'er. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the bucket in his hand fell into the water with a "plop", splashing a large amount of water.

Qiqige was startled and asked with concern: "Baturu, what's wrong with you?"

Qiqige and her family didn’t know Murong Xuanyi’s real name, so they named him Baturu, which means warrior.

Murong Xuanyi turned a deaf ear to them and just stared blankly at the water, trying to catch the fleeting scene.

Murong Xuanyi was lost in his search for the past. He closed his eyes tightly, frowned, as if he was trying to gather all his energy to break through the fog that stood between his memories. In his mind, countless blurred images flashed like broken light and shadow, but he could never piece together a complete picture.

At night, he would sit alone outside the house, looking up at the starry sky, calling softly "Yan'er", as if the bright stars could convey his thoughts.

At this moment, Yuan Ying, in disguise, was leading his men to meet Fang Yang and Yun Jiu in the south of Beidi.

She looked at Fang Yang and Yun Jiu and asked, "Tell me in detail, what exactly happened?"

Fang Yang hurriedly stepped forward and replied respectfully: "Princess, after making inquiries from many sources and hearing the relevant description, we felt that it was most likely the prince, so we quickly notified you, Princess."

Yuan Ying frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Let's go into the village first and take a look at the situation."

The group transformed into salt merchants, driving several horse-drawn carriages loaded with salt bags, and slowly headed towards the village. Yuan Ying was dressed in Beidi clothing, looking like a traveling merchant, but the heroic spirit in his eyes could not be completely concealed.

Along the way, Beidi soldiers were checking passers-by. Fang Yang stepped forward, handed over a few ingots of silver with a smile on his face, and said, "Sir, we are salt merchants passing by. We would like to stay in this village for a few days. I hope you can be flexible."

The leading soldier weighed the silver and looked at everyone suspiciously, "It's not peaceful these days. What are you guys doing here, you outsiders?"

Yuan Ying walked forward calmly and said, "Sir, we heard that salt is scarce around here, so we came here specially. We want to do some small business and earn some money to live on." As he spoke, he quietly slipped a silver note to the soldier.

Seeing this, the soldier's expression eased a lot, and he waved his hand and said, "Okay, just don't cause any trouble. There have been assassins in Mojing recently."

They entered the village smoothly. They sold fine salt from house to house. They seemed to be focused on business, but in fact, Yuan Ying's eyes were always searching everywhere. Finally, in front of a small wooden house, she saw the figure she had been thinking about day and night.

Although Murong Xuanyi was wearing Northern Di clothing and concentrating on chopping wood, Yuan Ying would never mistake that familiar figure, even if it was just a silhouette. Her heart tightened instantly, and her eyes turned red.

At this time, Qiqige walked out of the house with a bowl of water in her hand. She gently handed it to Murong Xuanyi and took a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, but Murong Xuanyi avoided it without leaving a trace.

When he inadvertently met Yuan Ying's eyes, a strong sense of familiarity instantly spread throughout his body like an electric current.

His hand stopped unconsciously, the axe blade suspended in the air, his eyes full of confusion and exploration.

Yuan Ying's eyes turned red instantly, and she stared at Murong Xuanyi, as if the person in front of her would disappear if she looked away.

Yuan Ying took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and called out softly but with a bit of trembling: "Xuan Yi..."

The voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by Murong Xuanyi.

Murong Xuanyi just stood there blankly, looking at Yuan Ying with a puzzled look in his eyes and asked, "Brave man, are you calling me?"

Yuan Ying's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. He rushed to Murong Xuanyi and said, "Xuanyi, what's wrong with you? I am Yan'er, your Yan'er. Don't you recognize me?"

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying, the sense of familiarity in his heart became stronger and stronger, but his mind was still blank. He frowned and tried to think, but he only felt a splitting headache.

Qiqige looked displeased and stood in front of Murong Xuanyi, "What's wrong with you? Baturu doesn't know you, so don't bother him anymore."

Yuan Ying didn't bother to answer Qiqige, her heart and eyes were full of Murong Xuanyi. She stepped forward and gently hugged Murong Xuanyi, tears welling up in her eyes, "Xuanyi, what's wrong with you? I am Yan'er?"

Murong Xuanyi's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. His body kept shaking and he muttered to himself, "Yan'er... Yan'er..."

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and opened his eyes abruptly. A glimmer of clarity flashed in his eyes. He stared at Yuan Ying closely and said with a hint of uncertainty, "Are you Yan'er?"

Yuan Ying spread her hair, revealing her female figure. She was so excited that she couldn't stop crying, "It's me, it's me, Xuan Yi, I finally found you."

Although Murong Xuanyi still couldn't remember, he felt a sudden pain in his heart when he saw Yuan Ying's tearful face. He raised his hand involuntarily and gently wiped away the tears on her face, his movements gentle and careful.

Qiqige watched this scene from the side, feeling mixed emotions. She bit her lip and finally forced a smile.

"So you are Yan'er. I forgot everything about Baturu when I picked him up. I just kept saying 'Yan'er'. Now that you have recognized each other, I can finally put my mind at ease."

Yuan Ying looked at Qiqige and said gratefully, "Miss, thanks to you for taking care of him these days. It's a great favor. Xuan Yi and I will never forget it."

Qiqige shook her head slightly, "Don't say that, I just did what I had to do."

Yuan Ying winked at Fang Yang, who immediately understood what he meant. He took out a stack of banknotes and handed them to Qiqige respectfully, saying, "Miss, thanks to you for taking care of the prince this time. I hope you will accept this gift."

Qiqige looked at the banknote handed to her, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she declined politely: "I saved Baturu not for money, I can't accept this banknote."

Yuan Ying walked forward, gently held Qiqige's hand, and said sincerely: "Girl, we all understand your kindness and righteousness. Please accept it, so that we can feel at ease."

Qiqige hesitated for a moment, but finally took the banknote and said gratefully, "Then I will be honored to accept it. I hope everything goes well for you in the future."

At this moment, there was a burst of hurried horse hoof sounds suddenly coming from a distance. It was obvious that the Northern Di soldiers had noticed something unusual and were chasing after them.

Murong Xuanyi subconsciously protected Yuan Ying behind him. Yuan Ying whispered, "Xuanyi, don't be afraid. I'm here."