After her identity was revealed, An'an did not leave the military camp. With Lu Zheng's tacit approval and Luo Qingrou's support, she shed her disguise as "An Ping" and officially remained in the Zhenbei Army's wounded soldiers' camp as a female military doctor. Her superb medical skills and gentle nature quickly won the heartfelt respect of all the soldiers, who affectionately called her "Medical Doctor An" or "Medical Doctor Xiao".
However, an unspoken "rule" quickly spread throughout the military camp: when speaking to Physician Xiao, especially to younger soldiers of similar age, one must maintain a "safe distance" of at least three steps, speak concisely, and maintain respectful eye contact; otherwise...
"Mr. Xiao, I... I need my leg wound dressed..." A young soldier, about eighteen or nineteen years old with slightly flushed cheeks, had just approached An'an's examination table when he started to speak.
A tall, dark figure appeared behind him like a ghost, slapping his intact shoulder hard with a force that nearly knocked him over.
The soldier turned around and met his young master's handsome yet dark face, as well as his narrowed eyes that flashed with a dangerous light. He was so frightened that his soul almost left his body: "Young...Young Master!"
Lu Xiao gave a forced smile: "Leg injury? It hurts a lot? Do you need 'special' care from Physician Xiao?" He deliberately emphasized the word "special".
"No, no, no! It doesn't hurt anymore! I can do it myself! I can do it myself!" The soldier was covered in cold sweat. He grabbed the medicine bottle and bandages and ran away as if there were a raging flood behind him.
An'an reluctantly put down the pestle in her hand and glared at Lu Xiao reproachfully: "Lu Xiao! You're scaring me again! I just came to change my medicine!"
Lu Xiao immediately dropped his fierce expression, moved closer to An An, his tall frame almost completely enveloping her. His voice instantly became low and aggrieved, with a hint of barely perceptible coquetry: "Madam~ I didn't scare him! I was just concerned about my subordinate's injury and reminded him to hurry up so as not to waste your precious time." As he spoke, he took the pestle from An An's hand with utmost ease, "This kind of rough work, I'll do it."
"Who...who is your wife!" An'an's cheeks flushed red, and she reached out to snatch back the pestle. "We're not even married yet! Be mindful of your behavior!"
"Almost there!" Lu Xiao easily dodged, then grabbed An An's wrist and gently pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and breathed into her ear, his voice magnetic and seductive, "The imperial decree for the marriage is on its way. Does Madam intend to renege on her promise? Hmm?"
His hot breath brushed against her earlobe, and An'an trembled, pushing him away in embarrassment: "Lu Xiao! This is a wounded soldiers' camp! You...you let go! What will people think if they see us!"
"So what if I saw?" Lu Xiao not only didn't let go, but tightened his arms, nuzzling her head with his chin, and said matter-of-factly, "It's only natural for me to hug my own wife! Who dares to say a word?" He paused, then his tone became sarcastic, "But you, my wife, are so gentle to everyone. That soldier just now, his face turned red! Humph!"
An'an was both amused and exasperated by his blatant jealousy and twisted logic: "Lu Xiao! Are you even being reasonable? I'm a doctor! Being gentle with patients is basic! Do you expect me to be stern and harsh with them?"
"I don't care!" Lu Xiao, like a dog guarding its food, hugged the person in his arms even tighter, lowered his head and pecked her smooth forehead as punishment, then, feeling it wasn't enough, stared intently at her lips, which were even redder and more alluring with embarrassment and anger, his Adam's apple bobbing, "Anyway... Madam can only smile so beautifully at me! To others, keep your distance! This is 'punishment'!"
Before An'an could react, he swiftly lowered his head and captured her lips, swallowing all her protests. Unlike the forceful first kiss, this kiss carried a familiar possessiveness and a gradually maturing tenderness, lingering and sucking, with an irresistible sweetness.
An'an initially struggled symbolically for a moment, but quickly softened under Lu Xiao's passionate and intense advances, her arms unconsciously wrapping around his waist, responding to his demands. A sweet, alluring fragrance filled the herbal scent of the wounded soldiers' camp. Only when footsteps sounded outside did Lu Xiao reluctantly release her, looking at his fiancée in his arms, her cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling, he licked his lips triumphantly: "Next time you smile so beautifully at someone else, the 'punishment' will be doubled!"
An'an punched his chest in embarrassment and anger: "You scoundrel!"
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