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

At dawn, Yuan Ying worked out for an hour, sweating profusely. She drank some water and prepared to go out to fetch some water to wash up.

When I opened the door, Wanqiu was standing at the door with a basin of water. I didn't know how long she had been standing there.

Yuan Ying quickly took the water and said, "Wanqiu, I told you, I don't need you to serve me. Don't do this in the future."

If the army knew about this, they would definitely give her a beating.

Wan Qiu said, "Okay, sir." But her hands did not stop moving. She turned around and made the bed for her.

It's really a headache to hold her. I have to think of a way.

After washing up, Yuan Ying wore a light cycling outfit and went downstairs. Breakfast was already on the table. She said to Wan Qiu:

"We sit down and eat together. There's not much to it when we're out and about."

The ancients believed in the superiority of men over women and the fact that masters and servants should not sit at the same tables.

Wanqiu bowed to Murong Xuanyi and sat next to Yuan Ying. Yuan Ying picked up a piece of food for her with his chopsticks and then ate his own food.

Wanqiu picked up the chopsticks and savored every bite of food, eating in a very elegant manner. Her behavior was quiet and dignified.

Yuan Ying frowned and asked, "Are you full after eating this?"

Wan Qiu nodded in response with a slightly red face.

Yuan Ying shook her head. She couldn't stand this shyness. She didn't like it...

After breakfast, Yuan Ying brought Wanqiu to the old man Hua's carriage and said, "Master, this is a girl I rescued yesterday. Her name is Wanqiu."

Wan Qiu bowed politely: "Greetings to Master!"

Yuan Ying said to Old Man Hua: "Master, let Wan Qiu follow you from now on and help you."

Before Old Man Hua could refuse, Yuan Ying said to Wanqiu, "Wanqiu, you will stay with my master and help him in the future."

Before the two could react, she ran away. It was good to dump this burden on her master.

Murong Xuanyi was waiting for her at the gate. When he saw her coming out, he asked, "Are you riding a horse or taking a car today?"

When Yuan Ying saw Murong Xuanyi, she thought of the dream she had last night, and she decided to keep her distance from him in the future.

So he said, "I'm going to run today." Then he ran forward alone.

This is really a good method. It can exercise the body and avoid Murong Xuanyi, the pervert.

Murong Xuanyi followed her on horseback. Yuan Ying ignored him and kept going at a steady pace.

She ran for the next two days, and when she was tired, she sat in the old man's carriage to read medical books.

Murong Xuanyi was confused as to why Xiaoying had been so cold to him these past few days. He was worried because they would be arriving in the capital in a few days.

According to the previous progress, he was very confident that Xiaoying would return to the capital with him, but now he was getting more and more nervous. It must be something that Old Man Hua said to Xiaoying.

He had sent people to investigate for a long time before finding out the details of this old man Hua. He was the eldest son of the Minister Hua in the capital. He had been fond of medicine since he was a child.

Thirty years ago, his childhood sweetheart married his father. He broke up with his father and left the capital. But he couldn't bear their grudge. It wasn't him who stole his childhood sweetheart. Why should they target him?

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When passing through a place called Jinyuan County, the streets of the county were bustling with activity. Murong Xuanyi asked Jiang Chong to book the largest inn in the county at a high price.

Wanqiu reminded him that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Yuan Ying suddenly realized it. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, how fast it goes, it has been more than five months since I came here.

Today is not only the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is also her birthday. But no one here will ever remember it.

At night, the streets are lit up by colorful lanterns. The lanterns are of various sizes, shapes and colors.

Looking around, lanterns of various sizes are hung in every street and alley, some of which are shaped like flowers and full moons, and some are painted with various mythological stories.

The market is also larger than usual, with a wide variety of goods, including lanterns, incense sticks, candies and other Mid-Autumn Festival essentials, as well as a variety of moon cakes.

Under the lanterns, people sang and danced to their heart's content.

Imperial Doctor Xiao, Imperial Doctor Zhang, Lord Cui and even Old Man Hua all went to the streets.

Murong Xuanyi wanted to ask Yuan Ying to go out for a walk, but she refused. She went back to her room after dinner.

She returned to her room and opened the window out of habit. She looked up at the bright moon, her mind racing; she leaned against the window and quietly admired the bustling city, feeling deeply moved.

Finally, she climbed up to the highest roof of the inn holding the jar of wine.

The moon is full in the sky. Even the lazy and unromantic people in daily life will help but look up at the Mid-Autumn moon on this night.

Looking down at the people singing and dancing in the busy streets, she felt lost. She didn't belong here, but she couldn't go back. She felt like she had been abandoned by the world.

Every year, grandma celebrates her birthday on the 16th, but she doesn't understand why. Mom says that the 15th is the Mid-Autumn Festival and she is too busy, so she can't neglect our Yan'er's birthday.

Later, she accidentally heard her grandmother say that people born in the 15th year of their lives have a hard life. She didn't believe it before, but now she believes it... Otherwise, why did she travel through time among so many people in the world?

She sat alone on the roof, holding a jar of fine wine, with a cold look in her eyes, as if nothing had anything to do with her, as if only this fine wine could make such a beauty drunk.

Perhaps only the moon on the roof is perfect. The people under the roof also have imperfections in their lives, right?

Murong Xuanyi looked at her quietly from the window of the room. He knew that she was in a bad mood tonight, but he didn't dare to get close to her. This girl had been deliberately avoiding him recently.

Murong Xuanyi looked up at the bright moon. He would fly to the rooftop whenever he was in a bad mood. On the rooftop, he seemed to be isolated from the world, with only the earth and the starry sky accompanying him.

The roof is a platform that meets the sky. The bright moon dyes the roof with a silvery-white glow, and Yuan Ying is amazed.

She raised the wine jar in her hand and said to the bright moon: "May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart!"

Then he drank the wine in big gulps, and soon the whole jar of wine was empty. He felt his head a little heavy.

Her fingers gently stroked the sound holes on the flute, and slowly brought the flute to her lips. She blew gently, and the flute holes emitted clear and beautiful notes. The melody was soft and graceful, like a spring breeze blowing across the cheek, warm and comfortable.

She seemed to see the vast grassland of her hometown, green and full of vitality.

There, she once galloped on horseback, chased butterflies, and ran with laughter...

The song "Original Scenery of Hometown" made her feel as if she had returned to that familiar yet distant place.

Murong Xuanyi listened to the unique timbre and melodious melody, and every note seemed to be expressing his longing and attachment to his hometown.

He felt so distressed when he saw her lonely back. How much had this silly girl endured alone?

He tiptoed up to the roof and sat quietly beside her.

The sound of the flute floats melodiously in the night sky with the breeze, as if telling the bright moon about its thoughts. The bright moon in the night sky also seems to be infected by the sound of the flute, emitting a soft light.

As soon as the flute sounded, the roof immediately became quiet.

Murong Xuanyi joked, "Have you ever seen anyone climb onto a rooftop at night?"

After receiving no response for a long while, he turned his head to look at Yuan Ying.

Her delicate face was covered with tear marks and her eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness, which moved people.

This was something Murong Xuanyi had never seen before, and he was at a loss. His heart felt as if it was pierced by thousands of arrows, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.

He gently pulled her into his arms and whispered, "Little fool, are you missing home?" He reached out his hand lovingly to caress her face, gently wiping away the distressing wetness.

Yuan Ying was already slightly drunk, and she knew in her heart that she should push him away, but at this moment she was extremely greedy for this moment of warmth. Even if he was gay.

She cried in his arms, "Murong Xuanyi, I can never go back and never see my mother again. I miss her so much..."

"Little Eagle, you still have me. I will always be with you!" Murong Xuanyi coaxed her softly, giving her a comforting smile.

Wait until she calms down a little.

"Be good! I'll take you somewhere." After saying that, he hugged Yuan Ying and jumped over roofs one after another. Yuan Ying instinctively hugged his waist, afraid that he would fall down. He was also much more sober from the drunkenness.

After a while, they came to the river. Yuan Ying looked at the crowded riverside, she stared blankly at the scene in front of her. Murong Xuanyi got two Kongming lanterns from somewhere.

He said to her: "Every Mid-Autumn Festival, people will write their thoughts about their loved ones on Kongming lanterns. The Kongming lanterns will bring these thoughts to their loved ones in another world.

You can also write your thoughts about your mother on the Kongming lantern, and your mother in another world will receive your thoughts. "

Yuan Ying's eyes lit up and he asked, "Really?"

Murong Xuanyi tucked her hair behind her ears lovingly and said with a smile: "Of course it's true, everything I told you is true."

Yuan Ying's sadness turned into joy in an instant. She used a brush to carefully write on the Kongming lantern, expressing her thoughts about her mother and telling her mother that she was living well in the other world and asked her not to worry.

Murong Xuanyi was also writing something on the Kongming lantern seriously.

Yuan Ying looked at his Kongming lantern, which was filled with infinite thoughts and blessings, and was floating towards the illusory and longed-for world under the hazy moonlight.

Murong Xuanyi also released a Kongming lantern. Looking at the Kongming lantern flying higher and higher, he looked at Yuan Ying deeply and said silently in his heart: I released a Kongming lantern to send you a hundred love letters, Xiaoying, did you receive it?

The moon was at its highest point, and the night was thick. The two of them looked at the sky full of Kongming lanterns, which turned into stars in the sky. Thoughts and blessings were floating in the air with the lanterns. They were particularly dazzling in the night sky. The wind took away the lanterns, and the lanterns carried away her thoughts.

The gentle sound of the river played a lullaby, and before I knew it, I fell sleepy in the gentle breeze.

The two walked back side by side, and Yuan Ying's mood suddenly became brighter. She said to Murong Xuanyi sincerely: "Thank you, Murong Xuanyi!"

Murong Xuanyi said affectionately and seriously: "You don't need to thank me. As long as you are happy, I am willing to do anything."

Yuan Ying stared at Murong Xuanyi in a trance for a moment. She never spoke again and continued to walk forward. It was late at night, but the streets were still brightly lit and bustling with people.

Murong Xuanyi stepped forward and said, "Here, people stay up all night on Mid-Autumn Festival night. Wherever you want to go, I'll accompany you!"

Yuan Ying thought for a moment and said, "Then come drink with me. Today is my birthday too!"

Murong Xuanyi was surprised and asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? It's still about half an hour before dawn."

He put his arms around her waist and said, "Hold me tight, let's go celebrate your birthday." After that, he jumped lightly and flew to the highest roof in the city in two or three leaps.

He put Yuan Ying down and said, "Don't move here. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he flew off the roof.

Yuan Ying stood on this high roof and had a panoramic view of the entire city. This open feeling was really good!

After a while, Murong Xuanyi came back with a food box and two jars of wine.

He then took out a small tube from behind like a magic trick, put it aside, and then took out a fire from his collar and handed it to Yuan Ying.

"Fireworks?" Yuan Ying asked in surprise.

"Well, today is your birthday, let's set off some fireworks to celebrate!"

"It's a quarter to the morning, come and light it up."

"Okay." Yuan Ying stepped forward, lit the fire, and stepped aside.

As the fuse gradually burned out, there was a loud bang, and the fireworks shot out of the tube straight into the sky, exploding high in the sky, lighting up the entire night sky.

Then there was a loud explosion in the street below, accompanied by colorful fireworks splashing out.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers rang out in every corner of the county, one after another. Loud fireworks bounced up one after another, and bright fireworks exploded in the air, rising straight into the sky with red flames.

A stunning visual feast, a brief splendor that makes people mistake it for eternity!

They stood facing each other, and at that moment, against the backdrop of the fireworks, they could see each other's faces clearly under the night sky.

Murong Xuanyi's eyes were as tender as water, and he looked at her with love in his eyes: "Happy birthday, Xiaoying!"

His deep eyes hid an easily detectable emotion, revealing joy, sincerity, and a strong sense of love.

Yuan Ying's heart suddenly trembled.

Dong Dong... Dong Dong...

It was a clear, strong heartbeat. It was also a heartbeat I had never felt before.

Murong Xuanyi did not sleep that night. Yuan Ying also did not sleep that night.