At the age of eighteen, Yuan Nan'an left Liangzhou City and was sent to the southwestern border.
At that time, South Vietnam was ready to make moves and there were constant frictions on the border. A strong commander was needed to stay in charge and deter others.
She volunteered for the job.
Over the years, she has made numerous military achievements, big and small, and has long established a firm foothold in the army. She has made outstanding military achievements and has a great reputation.
When the transfer order was issued, no one objected.
But the southwest is different from Liangzhou.
Although Liangzhou City is bitterly cold, it has become increasingly stable in recent years thanks to the presence of Huo Yan and Yuan Heng.
However, the southwest is mountainous and densely forested, filled with miasma, and has a rugged terrain, which is far from comparable to the northern border and is even more difficult to defend.
Some people advised her to think twice, but Yuan Nan'an has always been decisive and resolute, and she never looks back on her decision.
So she packed her bags and headed to the southwest with courage.
But no one expected that she would collapse soon after arriving in the southwest.
At first, it was just a low fever and some rashes, so she didn't take it seriously and continued to inspect the military camp and lead the troops in training as usual.
But within a few days, the high fever persisted, the rash spread to the side of the neck, and he was almost exhausted.
The military doctor came to see the patient and said that it was due to acclimatization to the local climate and allergy to certain southwestern plants, which caused a severe allergic reaction.
If you don't take care of yourself, your life may be in danger.
She was forced to stay in bed.
But the military camp is different from home. Yuan Nan'an is no different from other soldiers here except that he has his own separate tent.
Although Aze is her bodyguard, he accompanies her all year round.
But after all, there are differences between men and women, and she still needs to take care of many things herself.
That night, the condition worsened, with waves of pain coming from the abdomen and cold sweat soaking through the clothes.
She curled up on the couch, frowning, her consciousness drowsy.
Suddenly, a slightly cool hand touched her forehead. The temperature was just right, making her breathe a sigh of relief instinctively.
The man didn't seem to stay for too long, and left quickly, then returned to the bed with water.
The edge of the couch sank slightly, and she vaguely felt someone sitting down next to her.
Then, a hand lifted her up and gently fed her water.
The cool water slid down her dry throat, relieving some of the discomfort. She couldn't help but lean into the arms of the person next to her.
A familiar scent lingered in her nose, making her relax instinctively, and then she hugged the other's waist without hesitation.
Mumbling incoherently,
"pain……"
The man paused, his voice low and hoarse.
"Where does it hurt?"
He thought it was a headache, so he raised his hand and placed his palm on her forehead.
Yuan Nan'an frowned, not quite satisfied. He grabbed his hand and slowly moved it down his body until it finally rested on his lower abdomen.
When his fingertips touched the slightly taut skin, he instantly understood her discomfort.
Finally, he sighed softly, covered her with his palms, and gently massaged her, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, to relieve her pain.
The strength was just right, with a soothing touch, and the warm palm penetrated the fabric, bringing a soothing warmth.
Yuan Nan'an narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the massage and pressure, and the discomfort was relieved a lot, so he stopped tossing and turning.
She fell asleep holding that man in her arms.
The man who was holding her tightened his arms slightly and stayed by her side quietly, without sleeping all night.
…
When he woke up the next day, Yuan Nanan was lying soundly on the bed. He regained consciousness and looked around him.
There was no one.
She blinked, thinking that perhaps she was too sick last night and was dreaming.
Just as I was about to get up from the bed, someone lifted up the tent and walked in.
When he saw who the person was, Yuan Nan'an couldn't hide the surprise on his face.
"You...why are you here?"
The man was tall and blocked the light coming in from outside.
His casual clothes were wrinkled, and it was obvious that he had not changed them for several days.
Looking at his face, he still had some messy stubble, but it couldn't hide the handsomeness and heroism between his eyebrows.
Yuan Xuan was holding a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand. He saw her getting out of bed barefoot with a frown on her forehead.
He frowned, and Yuan Nan'an noticed his gaze and quickly put his feet back into the quilt.
Yuan Xuan finally relaxed his brows and walked to the bed and sat down.
He first brought water to help her wash, and then fed her porridge mouthful by mouthful.
His movements were smooth and flowing, probably because he had done it many times.
The porridge was not hot, but just the right temperature. It slid down the throat and felt warm, instantly dispelling the accumulated coldness in the body.
Yuan Nan'an drank the porridge obediently. When he saw that the bowl was empty, he asked with a guilty conscience,
"Hasn't the government been busy lately... How... How did you find time to come over?"
Yuan Xuan just raised his eyelids slightly, looked at her, and said nothing more.
Yuan Nan'an felt even more guilty.
"are you angry?"
Yuan Xuan put down the empty bowl with a clatter, and it was rare to see how much force he used to do so.
He said quietly, "How dare I?"
Now Yuan Nan'an was sure that he was angry.
So she unconsciously pinched the hem of his sleeves with both hands and whispered,
"I didn't tell you in advance that I was coming to the southwest because I was afraid you would worry..."
"When I heard about the transfer order, I wanted to come here, so I didn't have time to tell you..."
Yuan Xuan was unmoved and glanced at her sideways.
"Nannan," he called her, "Your words are not convincing at all."
Yuan Nan'an pursed his lips, lowered his head, and looked as if he had admitted his mistake.
"I was wrong...don't be angry..."
Her tone was already a little weak due to her illness, but now it had an added hint of pleading.
Yuan Xuan stared at her solemnly, but finally couldn't bear to see her sick and weak, so he softened his tone and asked,
"Nannan, over the years, if you really wanted to do something, could I have stopped you in the slightest?"
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