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

The figure was none other than Murong Xuanyi. He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with long hair fluttering in the wind. He blended in with the surrounding natural scenery, looking particularly extraordinary.

When he saw Yuan Ying, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He jumped lightly and landed gracefully from the tree with light steps.

"Little Eagle, you're here." His voice was low and magnetic, like the gentlest comfort in the night.

Yuan Ying quickly dismounted, walked quickly forward, and looked him over carefully. Only after confirming that he was safe and sound did he feel relieved.

Yuan Ying came back to his senses, feeling a surge of anger in his heart: "Didn't something happen to you? Didn't you disappear? Murong Xuanyi, do you think it's fun to tease me?" He glared at him angrily, then turned around and was about to leave.

Murong Xuanyi forcefully pulled her into his arms, his warm breath enveloping her. He whispered softly, "With you here, how could I bear to be in trouble? It's just that this scenery is so beautiful that I can't help but want to stay a little longer, waiting for you to come and enjoy this beauty together."

Yuan Ying tried to break free, but he held her tightly in his arms. His magnetic voice rang softly in her ears: "You came here in such a hurry? You care about me? Huh?"

Hearing this, Yuan Ying was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and retorted: "I don't care about you!

Murong Xuanyi raised his lips in a playful manner: "Oh? You don't care about me, so maybe you care about Song Yanshu?"

Yuan Ying rolled her eyes and said, "Why should I care about him? You are simply being unreasonable. Let go!" After that, she tried to break free from his arms again.

Murong Xuanyi sighed softly, pressed Yuan Ying's hand gently on his chest, and said affectionately.

"Xiaoying, can't you feel my feelings?"

"I have a crush on you, but you are pushing me towards another woman."

"Do you hate me so much?"

At this moment, both of their hearts were beating as violently as drums.

Yuan Ying's heart tightened into a ball and his brain went blank.

After a long time, she slowly spoke: "But...but I am a man..."

Murong Xuanyi stared at Yuan Ying's face, not missing any slight changes in her expression. He chuckled and said, "Is it you?

Yuan Ying's eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked nervously: "What do you mean?"

Murong Xuanyi grabbed her hand and kissed it on his lips. He said gently: "If you were a man, I would like men, if you were a woman, I would like women."

His words were like the gentlest warm sunshine in spring, instantly melting the ice and snow in Yuan Ying's heart.

Her cheeks gradually turned red, and her eyes flickered with surprise and a hint of imperceptible joy.

Then, Yuan Ying asked with a hint of doubt: "Are you really not a homosexual?"

Hearing this, Murong Xuanyi helplessly flicked her forehead and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about all day long, little brain of yours? Who told you that I'm gay?"

"But you didn't show any emotion at all when faced with the passionate confession of a peerless beauty like Wei Ruolan..."

Although her hair has turned white and grown longer recently, she can only be considered average-looking. Compared with Wei Ruolan's stunning beauty, she is still slightly inferior.

"Xiaoying, all the women in this world are nothing but fairies to me. No matter how beautiful or ugly they are, they are all vain. If it weren't for you, perhaps I would never get married in this life. Or perhaps, I would accept my father's marriage and marry any woman."

Murong Xuanyi suppressed his smile and looked at her seriously.

You... when did you find out?" Yuan Ying's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and he felt mixed emotions.

There is both the panic of having the secret revealed and the emotion of being accepted.

Murong Xuanyi smiled gently, his eyes full of doting and determination: "From the first time I saw you, I noticed something. Your eyes, your behavior, although you deliberately imitated men.

"But it can't conceal the delicacy and gentleness that are unique to women."

"Besides, how can true gender prevent two hearts from getting closer?"

Even if you kill him, he would never dare to say that he discovered it when he was peeping at her taking a bath in the reservoir.

His words were like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, causing ripples.

Yuan Ying felt unprecedented peace of mind and relief. She leaned lightly on his chest, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat, as if the whole world had quieted down.

"Murong Xuanyi, I..." Yuan Ying hesitated, but finally mustered up the courage to say, "I also like you, but we are from two different worlds, and we are not suitable to be together."

Murong Xuanyi pecked her forehead lightly and said affectionately: "Two worlds, then I will turn it into one world, this world will only have you and me. I will change whatever you think is inappropriate, okay? Don't reject me."

Yuan Ying sighed lightly, his worry evident: "As a prince, how can you decide your marriage as you please? Besides, the men here have three wives and four concubines, while in our hometown, they are one couple for life. I can't share my man with other women. I'm afraid..."

I can't help but kill all your women.

"What are you afraid of?" Murong Xuanyi interrupted her and stroked her hair gently.

"I'll take care of everything for you. You don't need to be afraid of any storm. No matter whether the road ahead is smooth or thorny, I will hold your hand tightly and face every tomorrow together."

"Moreover, after returning from Zhuang County, I did not ask for any reward. I only begged my father to allow me to decide my own marriage, and he has already agreed."

"Xiaoying, if it weren't for you, all women in this world would be like floating clouds to me. In my life, Murong Xuanyi, you are the only one that is enough for me. I have never thought of having three wives and four concubines. Please believe me, okay?" He spoke sincerely, eager to express his true feelings.

Eagle stared into his eyes as deep as the night sky, and there seemed to be a vortex slowly spinning in them, attracting her to indulge involuntarily. She tried to struggle, but found that she had already been deeply trapped and could not extricate herself.

"Murong Xuanyi, my love will only last this time, and it will be vigorous and passionate, without any regrets. If you betray me, I will abandon you, and we will never see each other again in this life."

Yuan Ying's words were firm and resolute. She was a person of temperament, she could love and let go. Living again, she cherished the feelings in front of her even more, and loved with all her heart.

When Murong Xuanyi heard this, a determination flashed in his eyes. He held Yuan Ying's hands tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to merge her into his own bones and blood.

"I, Murong Xuanyi, swear before the bright moon that I will only love Yuan Ying in this life. If I break this oath, I will be willing to be pierced by thousands of arrows, and the heavens and the earth will bear witness to the pain."

"Little Eagle, I am willing to build an iron wall for you and protect you for the rest of your life. Let our world be just you and me, and no one else can disturb us."

Yuan Ying also snuggled tightly into Murong Xuanyi's chest with the same deep affection. At this moment, their two hearts were closely connected, inseparable.

The moonlight shines through the clouds, onto their embracing figures, adding a layer of silver glow to their vows.

Every word Murong Xuanyi said was as heavy as a thousand pounds. It was not only a promise to Yuan Ying, but also a declaration to his heart. He knew that this love was not easy to come by, and he would protect it with his life.

The silver light stretched their figures and intertwined them together, as if it was the most gentle arrangement of fate.

At this moment, all the worries and fatigue turned into a tacit understanding of smiling at each other. No matter what the future holds, they will walk hand in hand.