Ever since being reprimanded by Anping's cold and biting words, Lu Xiao had become completely listless. He was absent-minded during training, and his meals tasted bland. Even his close subordinates, such as Wang Meng, noticed that something was wrong with him.
"Young Master, have you been...bewitched these past few days?" During a training break, Wang Meng leaned over, winking. "Still thinking about Doctor An?" He lowered his voice. "To be honest, Doctor An has a bit of a temper, but her skills are undeniable! As for her looks... well, although she's a bit dark and rough, if you look closely, her features are actually quite good..."
"Shut up!" Lu Xiao stood up abruptly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face ashen. "If you spout any more nonsense, you'll be court-martialed!" He scratched his head in frustration, looking towards the entrance of the wounded soldiers' camp in the distance. An Ping was talking to a young soldier he had just pulled back from the brink of death. The soldier looked grateful, and An Ping's profile seemed to soften slightly, even... a slight curve at the corners of his mouth?
In that instant, Lu Xiao felt an inexplicable surge of anger mixed with an indescribable bitterness rush to his head! Why?! Why could they be so kind to others but so cold to him? Was it all because of his previous...foolish probing?
What's even more terrifying is that when he saw Anping smiling at others, the discomfort he felt far outweighed the shame and indignation of being scolded!
"Wang Meng!" Lu Xiao suddenly grabbed the deputy general's arm, his eyes filled with a desperate and pleading look, "You...you said...when a man sees another man smiling at someone else, he feels...feels really uncomfortable, like...like something is blocking his heart...is this...is this normal?"
Wang Meng, wincing from the grip, nearly popped his eyes out at the shocking question: "Young...Young Master! You...you're asking this?" He glanced at the slender An Ping in the distance, then at his young master's troubled, even...heartbroken expression, and an absurd thought struck him like lightning! Could it be...that the young master really has feelings for the young healer An...?!
Wang Meng swallowed hard, speaking cautiously yet with a hint of recklessness: "Um... Your Highness, if I may be so disrespectful... your symptoms... sound... so much like... like..." He dared not continue.
"What does it look like?!" Lu Xiao asked urgently, as if grasping at a straw.
"It's like...like being jealous!" Wang Meng shouted with his eyes closed, then quickly lowered his voice, "It's like...like feeling sour inside when you see your crush being nice to someone else!"
"Jealous?!" Lu Xiao was struck dumb, staggering back a step, his face instantly turning deathly pale. "My sweetheart?! A man?! I...I..." A wave of overwhelming panic washed over him. He liked men? He really liked a man?! This realization terrified him more than the swords and spears on the battlefield!
"No! Impossible! There must be some mistake!" Lu Xiao shook his head violently, as if trying to shake off this terrifying thought. He needed proof! Proof that he wasn't that kind of person, immediately and instantly!
"Wang Meng!" Lu Xiao's voice trembled with a desperate gamble. "Prepare the horses! Go...go to Chunfeng Tower!" It was the only...brothel in the small border town closest to the military camp.
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