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

Soon they arrived in front of a magnificent mansion. The black gate of the mansion was majestic and solemn, and two majestic stone lions stood in front of the gate.

Looking up, the three domineering characters "Prince Jing's Mansion" appeared before my eyes.

Yuan Ying and the other two got off the carriage and looked around the mansion. Doctor Xiao and the others had already gone home.

At this time, a delicate woman in her forties came forward with a group of servants, knelt down and said to Murong Xuanyi, "Your Highness, please return to the palace."

Murong Xuanyi dismounted and helped her up personally, saying, "Madam, please stand up!"

"Fifth brother! Fifth brother! You're back!" Then two handsome and smart young men flashed to Murong Xuanyi's side.

A young girl followed behind him, with a pair of bright eyes, clear and bright, and a smile on her fair face as bright as the stars.

These two young men were none other than the ninth prince Murong Xuanyu and the tenth prince Murong Xuanzhou. They held no official positions, so they had been kept in the Imperial Academy.

Seventeen or eighteen years old is the age of hero worship, and they admire the fifth brother the most. In their hearts, the fifth brother is like a god.

"There are no classes in the Imperial College today?" Murong Xuanyi frowned.

"Fifth brother, can you talk about something happy? When we heard that you were back, we sneaked out to see you!" Murong Xuanyu muttered.

"It seems that you are old enough to find an official position to help your father share his worries and solve his problems."

When the two heard this, they hung their heads like deflated balls and said:

"Fifth brother, we will go back to study right away. We don't want this official position anymore. There are so many people helping our father, we won't join in the fun. Goodbye, fifth brother!"

After saying that, the two of them ran away.

Murong Xuanyi looked at the girl: "Anyang, what about you?"

"Fifth brother, I got the approval of our father. Why did you come back just now? I missed you so much!" The girl said coquettishly while hugging Murong Xuanyi's arm.

Murong Xuanyi was bullied as a child, which made him cold and aloof. He was not close to the princes, but these brothers and sisters always liked to pester him.

Looking at Anyang hanging on his arm like a koala, he quickly said to Yuan Ying: "Xiaoying, this is my eighth sister. Princess Anyang."

"Anyang, this is my...friend Yuan Ying!"

Princess Anyang smiled sweetly at Yuan Ying, her eyes curved like crescent moons: "Hello, Yuan Ying!"

Yuan Ying greeted calmly: "Hello, Princess Anyang!"

Murong Xuanyi continued, "Xiaoying, this is Nanny Yuxi. She is in charge of all the affairs in the mansion. If you need anything, just go to her."

Yuan Ying said: "Madame Yuxi, OK!"

Yu Xi bowed slightly: "Master Yuan, ok!"

Murong Xuanyi broke away Anyang's hand and said, "You've seen me too, hurry back, or the palace gates will be locked."

"No, I want to stay at your Prince Jing's mansion tonight."

"Well! You've grown up, and it seems like it's time to get married. I'll ask my father to help you find a prince consort to marry." Murong Xuanyi said with a smile on his face.

When Anyang heard this, he immediately got angry and said, "Why? You are eight years older than me. If we want to get married, you should get married first. You are an old man that no one wants. Humph!" After saying that, he left angrily.

After Anyang left, he reached out and pulled Yuan Ying into the mansion and said, "Xiaoying, this will be your home from now on. Do you like it?"

Yuan Ying glanced at him sideways, broke free from his hand and said, "No, my home will always be in China." She was just a stranger here.

After saying this, he walked forward regardless of Murong Xuanyi's reaction, and the group followed behind him. The mansion was magnificent, with an elegant and magnificent architectural style, and it was splendid.

The garden has beautiful scenery, flowing water under small bridges, and winding paths, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The interior is even more antique, with lush green leaves of magnolia bonsai filling the room with fragrance, and the gorgeous curtains and exquisite furniture complement each other, making the entire mansion more magnificent and showing the royal style.

The palace was very large, and it took at least a quarter of an hour to walk from the gate to the hall. In the past, carriages went directly into the palace; but today Murong Xuanyi wanted to take Yuan Ying to familiarize himself with the palace, so he chose to walk.

Yuan Ying was amazed in his heart, this bastard Murong Xuanyi really knew how to enjoy life and had good taste.

Murong Xuanyi walked up to Hua Qiansong and said, "Master, please rest at home today. Xiaoying and I will accompany you home tomorrow."

Hua Qiansong was eager to go home but he didn't dare to go home, fearing his mother's reproachful eyes. After learning that his father had passed away, he didn't know how to face his mother.

Seeing his condition, Yuan Ying said, "Master, we have already arrived in the capital. You should have a good rest tonight and go to see your mother in the best possible manner tomorrow."

Yuxi stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, the dinner in the front hall has been prepared. You can have dinner now."

Murong Xuanyi helped Hua Qiansong up and said: Let’s eat first and talk about anything tomorrow.

The three of them walked to the front hall, where a whole table of rich dishes and rice was laid out. Now in the palace, Fang Yang and Jiang Chong naturally did not eat with Murong Xuanyi, and Zhao Wanqiu refused to eat with Yuan Ying.

As a servant, she must abide by the bottom line of being a servant and cannot break the rules of being a servant just because her master is nice to her.

There were only three of them eating the huge table of food. Murong Xuanyi was picking up food for the master and his apprentice. Yuan Ying was already starving; he didn't care about the etiquette of the palace. He ate with relish.

Yuxi who was standing aside frowned as she watched. What kind of people were these? They had no manners to eat like this. Her Highness was really suffering, being with such people.

Murong Xuanyi saw this scene, and immediately a displeasure appeared on his face. It seemed that he had to give Nanny Yuxi a good lecture.

After the meal, Yuxi served tea to the three of them. Yuan Ying was sipping the tea carefully. Suddenly, a familiar and urgent voice came into her ears: "Xuan Yi, you go back..."

As soon as Song Yanshu stepped into the hall, he saw the person who had been haunting him in his dreams for the past few months; the person he thought he would never see in this life suddenly appeared in front of him.

He was so excited that he was a little incoherent: "Xiaoying, is that you? Is it really you?" He couldn't believe his eyes.

Yuan Ying looked up and saw a somewhat familiar face. The Song Yanshu in front of him now exuded a noble and calm air, and the desolate and embarrassed look he had when they first met was long gone.

She was also a little surprised, thinking that they would never meet again in this life, but she didn't expect to see him again so soon.

There was a hint of smile between her eyebrows, and she stood up and said, "Song Yanshu!"

It was like meeting a long-lost friend. All the unpleasantness he had caused before was now forgotten.

After all, he was the first person she had met since she entered the world, and they had experienced life and death together. It was natural that she was very happy to see him again.

Song Yanshu's face was as gentle as water, and his eyes were full of deep affection as he said, "Xiaoying, I didn't expect to see you again."

Thinking back to the scene when they parted that day, they both thought it was a farewell forever but they didn't expect to see each other again. They smiled at each other.

Murong Xuanyi naturally knew that Yuan Ying had saved Song Yanshu, but he did not expect that the relationship between the two was better than he imagined.

He interrupted them with some displeasure and said, "Yanshu, why are you here so late?"

Song Yanshu, who was interrupted, had no choice but to look at Murong Xuanyi: "Xuanyi, I heard that you were stabbed on the road, are you okay?"

Murong Xuanyi curled his lips gloomily: "It's okay, I will get what I owe back."

Yuan Ying looked at the two of them and said, "You guys chat first, the three of us will go back to the room."

Murong Xuanyi asked Yuxi to arrange the three of them in Tingyuxuan.

Song Yanshu looked at Yuan Ying's back. He wanted to keep her, but he felt it was inappropriate. He could only watch her leave him again.

Murong Xuanyi saw Song Yanshu's expression and had a bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that this boy also knew that Xiaoying was a girl?

Humph! It's useless to know. No one can snatch his little eagle, not even Song Yanshu, his closest friend.

Yuan Ying and the others followed Yu Xi through a moon gate. Tingyuxuan was also a Chinese-style building with upturned eaves. Wind chimes were hung under the eaves, and when the breeze blew, they made crisp and pleasant sounds.

Yuxi brought Yuan Ying to a room, and the servant immediately came in, lit the light and left the room.

The room was clean and spacious, with elegant furnishings. Walking in, behind the screen, there was a large bathtub with steam coming out of it. It must have been prepared for them.

After taking a shower, Yuan Ying changed his clothes, dried his hair with a towel, took a cup of tea and went to Hua Qiansong's room next door.

At this time, after taking a bath, Old Man Hua paced back and forth in the room. He couldn't fall asleep at all.

Yuan Ying went in and said, "Master, come sit down and have a cup of tea. I'll help you choose a nice set of clothes, and we'll dress up handsomely to meet your mother tomorrow."

He sat down and took a sip absentmindedly. Suddenly he felt dizzy and said weakly: "Xiaoying, you..."

Before he could finish his words, he fell directly onto the table.

Yuan Ying smiled knowingly. This old man was so confused that he was stupid. He couldn't even smell his own knockout drug.

Seeing the old man fall on the table instantly, she wondered if it was too much rain. He wouldn't sleep for three days and three nights.

No matter what, let him have a good sleep tonight. She could understand his feelings; when she was in the military academy, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep every time she had a holiday. He hadn't been home for 30 years, so it was a good thing he hadn't gone crazy yet.

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"How did you two know each other?" Murong Xuanyi sipped his tea and glanced at Song Yanshu and asked in a fake tone:

"Yes! She saved my life." Song Yanshu recalled the unforgettable time he and Xiaoying had spent together. A gentle smile appeared between his eyebrows.

“No wonder you two are so close, like brothers, so enviable;

Yanshu, you are twenty-four now, it is time for you to start a family. Your aunt only has you, how can you make her sad? I hope you can live happily for the rest of your life."

Murong Xuanyi said in the tone of a good brother.

Song Yanshu knew that he was doing this for his own good, and was very touched and said, "Don't worry, I already have someone I love, and I can get married anytime I want, as long as she agrees."

Murong Xuanyi almost broke the teacup in his hand when he heard this. Who is the one this kid is after?

Song Yanshu didn't take his surprise seriously, and probably thought his mother must be even more shocked.

After all, if someone who used to have no interest in love suddenly says that he has found someone, no one would believe it. But the word fate is so wonderful!

He asked Murong Xuanyi, "How did you and Xiaoying know each other?"

"Yes! Master Yuan helped me solve the plague in Zhuang County. He is a talented man. I hope he can be of use to Daxia."

Murong Xuanyi is indeed an old fox. Although he is not sure whether he knows that Xiaoying is a woman, he will never let him know that Xiaoying is a woman. Don't be afraid of thieves stealing, just be afraid of thieves thinking about it.

Song Yanshu was also surprised that Xuan Yi didn't know that Xiaoying was a woman? But looking at Xiaoying's disguise as a man, he probably didn't know.

This is fine. I must not let Xuan Yi know before I reveal my feelings to her. After all, it is hard not to like a woman as good as Xiaoying.

After the two of them talked about Yuan Ying for a while with their own ulterior motives, Murong Xuanyi sent Song Yanshu away.

As soon as he left, he couldn't wait to go to Tingyuxuan.

It was a pity that Yuan Ying had already blown out the lights and fallen asleep. Murong Xuanyi stood quietly in the courtyard for a while and then turned around and went to the study.

He came to the study and said to Jiang Chong, "Let Zhang An and Yun Jiu come in."

Zhang An and Yun Jiu came forward to pay their respects.

Murong Xuanyi asked, "What is the movement of the Minister of Personnel, Lord Qian? Have you obtained any strong evidence?"

Zhang An took out a stack of letters from his arms. "As I expected, these are all evidence of his corruption and bribery. There are also several confidential letters to the prince."

Murong Xuanyi took them and checked them one by one; he curled his lips playfully and said, "Give these secrets to Lord Chu of the Imperial Censorate."

His fingers tapped rhythmically on the table; tomorrow's capital city was destined to be uneasy.