Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

"Uncle?" Xia Yangyang was startled at first, then recognized the person and said, half complaining and half joking, "Why did you suddenly come back? You scared me."

Only those with a guilty conscience are afraid. If he hadn't happened to come back, how far would they have gone?!

She smiled naturally at Lu Xize: "Perfect timing, let me introduce you. This is my former classmate, Pei Yanchuan. I specially invited him to treat Shao Huai. Brother Pei's medical skills are amazing, he..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Xize interrupted her with a chilling tone: "Take your hand back!"

His gaze was fixed intently on the spot where Xia Yangyang was touching.

Xia Yangyang's smile froze.

She glanced at the two men, quickly withdrew her hand, and stood up: "No, Uncle, you've misunderstood. Brother Pei was teaching me a massage technique to improve Shao Huai's mobility. Shao Huai has been lying down for so long, his muscles have atrophied severely. If he doesn't take good care of himself, even if he wakes up in the future, his limbs will be useless!"

As she spoke, she partially shielded the other person behind her.

His gaze was clear, and aside from his eager explanation, he showed no guilt, revealing an obvious trust and reliance on the other party.

Lu Xize had never felt so mocked. He was anxious and restless outside the mansion, afraid that she would not notice his neglect, and afraid that he would really neglect her and hurt her.

To my utter astonishment, she brazenly brought one back from outside! How outrageous!

His chest heaved violently, and his roar was like that of a vengeful ghost: "Is the Lu family out of people, or can't I afford a good doctor?! Do I need you locked in a room with some unknown man to learn techniques?"

After not seeing each other for several days, the first thing he did upon meeting was to interrogate her without any explanation. The younger sister-in-law felt extremely wronged: "Brother Pei is a disciple of the Medicine King Xie Zhuang, and he is also the son of an old friend of my father's. We've known each other since childhood, how could he be of dubious origin!"

"An old acquaintance, yet another one?! How many old acquaintances do you actually have?"

"I--"

Pei Yanchuan grabbed Xia Yangyang's sleeve and pulled her behind him.

This move was made.

It’s over.

Not to mention Lu Xize, even Xia Yangyang stared wide-eyed, gave him a thumbs up, and respected him as a true man.

"I have long admired the reputation of Young Marshal Lu, but seeing him in person is far better than hearing about him. I apologize for my rudeness and lack of proper etiquette. However, since Yangyang has married your brother, she is now your elder, and it is her freedom to do whatever she wants. Why should she have to report to you?"

Before the word "Ming" could even leave his throat, a cold, dark metal gun barrel was pressed against his head.

"roll."

Lu Xize's eyes were burning with intense envy, a terrifying storm raging within them.

He respected his elder brother and could tolerate her favoritism towards him, but that didn't mean that any of her favored "old friends" could climb over him and boss him around.

He never considered himself a patient person.

"Uncle!" Xia Yangyang cried out in surprise, breaking free from Pei Yanchuan's hand and grabbing Lu Xize's iron arm, extremely anxious, "What are you doing? Put the gun down!"

Pei Yanchuan's face turned pale instantly, and he swallowed hard.

He was Xia Yangyang, whom I met by chance today. I never expected that my childhood classmate would grow up to be so beautiful, charming, and pitiful.

Thinking about this deep mansion, her husband was a living dead man, and her brother-in-law was a cold and hard soldier who didn't care about the inner quarters, she realized that this was a perfect opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

He then used the guise of providing medical guidance to test her, thinking that if he could succeed in his plan, he would gain both wealth and beauty.

But despite all his calculations, he never expected that the legendary, decisive and ruthless Marshal Lu would suddenly return, nor did he expect his reaction to be so explosive!

This is completely contrary to the rumors that he neglected his sister-in-law and didn't care about her!

With a gun pointed at his forehead, all thoughts of romance vanished in fear.

But he couldn't just back down like that. After all, he was somewhat famous in the Jiangzhe area. If word got out, where would he put his face? How could he maintain his composure in front of those women who admired him in the future?

So, he stubbornly insisted, "Prefect Xia has done me a favor, and I'm determined to help save Yangyang's husband! For Young Marshal Lu to... to point a gun at me like this is utterly disgraceful!"

"You fucking bastard!! Who do you think you are?!"

The affectionate nickname became the fuse that ignited the bomb. Who did he think he was, daring to use her to save face?

Lu Xize suddenly grabbed Pei Yanchuan's shirt, lifting him off the ground with such force that he punched him in the face, knocking out several of his teeth.

As the other man screamed and fell to his knees, the gun in his hand was violently shoved into Pei Yanchuan's wide-open mouth, pressing against his palate.

The metallic, salty taste filled my mouth.

Pei Yanchuan's eyes bulged out at this moment, all his toughness was gone, leaving only the most primal fear of death.

"If I hear you utter another half a word about her—" Lu Xize's eyes burned with a red-hot steel wire, and he uttered each word through gritted teeth, "I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs."

Pei Yanchuan's face was a mess of tears, blood, and vomit, a blurry mess. He nodded repeatedly, and the moment Lu Xize let go, he scrambled to his feet and ran away.

It felt as if a demon from hell was chasing after them.

Lu Xize's chest heaved as he raised his gun towards his retreating figure.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang—!"

Four shots were fired in quick succession, each hitting his feet, sending bricks flying.

After a long time, until the room was completely filled with cold air and the third party had completely disappeared.

Lu Xize turned around and looked at Xia Yangyang, who was standing by the bed. Their eyes met, and she subconsciously took a small step back, her heel hitting the low stool by the bed with a soft sound.

As he strode closer to her, she gripped the embroidered handkerchief in her hand and cautiously retreated.

Fearing that she would be angry with him, she whispered, "Why...why are you so angry?"

"Why do you think I got so angry?!"

Lu Xize kept walking, cornering her against the wall. The distance between them had long surpassed that between an ordinary uncle and sister-in-law.

She hurriedly lowered her eyelashes, avoiding his oppressive gaze: "I also want to leave the Lu family as soon as possible. Only if Shao Huai wakes up sooner can I get a divorce, right? I've seen all the famous doctors in the capital, thinking that perhaps the doctors in Sichuan have other solutions..."

The room was deathly silent, with the occasional crackling sound of the oil lamp wick popping.

Finally, he mercifully stopped when he was a fist's distance from her.

"What else have you been learning besides techniques these past few days?" His voice was hoarse, but a strong sense of jealousy could be heard in it.

"No, that's all." She quickly shook her head.

"Besides his arm, where else did you touch him?"

"Nothing else... really nothing else! I ran into him on my way to a jewelry store this afternoon."

Lu Xize wasn't stupid, and neither was his sister-in-law.

She knew what his questioning meant at this moment. It wasn't that he was worried she would cheat on his brother, nor that he was afraid the quack doctor would worsen his brother's condition. Rather, it was the purest form of jealousy, a man's possessiveness towards the woman he loves.

Whether she had forgotten the intimacy they shared that night at Xiangshan Temple was something both of them knew perfectly well.

She knew of his affection, but she treated him as a resource to be exploited. On one hand, she elevated her status in the Lu family, on the other hand, she both loved and hated her brother, and on the other hand, she sought revenge for her father and brother... The only thing she wanted to do was to distance herself from him.

Where in this world can you find such a good thing?

She's really taking Lu Xize way too lightly.

But in the end, he couldn't bear to see the fear in her eyes. The words that had been stuck in his throat were suppressed by his anger, and when he finally uttered them softly, they were completely opposite to his fierce expression: "You are not allowed to bring any more men back."

"..."

"Otherwise, I'll kill them one by one, or two by two."

She pursed her lips, clearly dissatisfied with his domineering attitude, but still nodded.

What a smart girl.

Lu Xize knew when to stop, and smiled, not because he was being capricious, but more to try and salvage his image in his sister-in-law's eyes, to reassure her that she wasn't really afraid of him: "Have you had dinner yet? I see the stove isn't lit yet, come and have some with me."

Xia Yangyang followed the steps: "Okay... I'll do it."

She turned to run away, but Lu Xize called out to her.

Two iron hands shook her shoulders and pressed her down onto a soft chair. Under her bewildered gaze, he retrieved the exquisite tea box that had been left outside the door.

He removed his heat-insulating black leather gloves, and with his fair hands, he washed the teapot clean, opened the tea bag, and expertly brewed the tea: "I bought this specially from the pharmacy. It's good for a woman's blood and energy. Drink more of it."

He held the teapot handle with one hand, poured the bright red tea into a teacup, and handed it to her.

Steam rose from the bowl, and Xia Yangyang took it with both hands. Under his gaze, she lowered her head and took two small sips.

This tea has a lot of ginger slices and rock sugar in it, making it both spicy and sweet.

"Thank you, Uncle," she said.

In Lu Xize's eyes, her willingness to eat and drink what he gave her meant that the two of them had reconciled.

Most of the jealousy and resentment in his heart dissipated. He placed his large hand on the top of her head, ignoring her momentary stiffness, and forcefully ruffled it.

"Why are you being so polite with me? You can rest here. Manxianglou has recently introduced some new sweet dishes, which are quite good. I'll have someone send some over for you to try. I'll call you when everything is ready."

"Hmm... okay."

Lu Xize's tall figure swayed out of the narrow room, and the stagnant air finally circulated again.

System: [Wow, Master, that's a clever way to lure the wolf into the house.]

Xia Yangyang crossed her legs and poured herself another cup of hot ginger tea, warming herself up completely: [The key to a relationship between an uncle and aunt is striking the right balance. Being too aloof will damage his confidence, but being too overtly affectionate will seem servile and easily lead to a Waterloo. Seven days have made him like a spring compressed to its limit. Then, give him a strong dose of infidelity, and even the most rational mind will obediently kneel at her feet.]

The system blindly praised: [Master is incredibly insightful! Master is amazing!]

Xia Yangyang waved her hand dismissively, loosening her collar because of the heat: [But Lu Xize is really good at enduring things. I even had a script for being forcibly kissed written out, but... sigh...? What's going on? Why is it getting hotter and hotter in this room?]

System: [Hmm? No, right?]

Xia Yangyang put down her tea and fanned herself with her hand: [No, it's just getting hotter and hotter.]

She stood up and paced back and forth, then simply opened the door and went outside. But the chill of winter only lasted for a short while, and what followed was even more intense heat.

In addition, she also felt an unusual, secret...desire.

Her cheeks flushed even more, and her vision became blurred.

Something's not right... This feels so familiar...

She tried to go downstairs by holding onto the railing, but her legs were too weak and she knelt down on the ground.

She shook her head and looked at the steaming hot ginger tea on the table.

This tea, this tea contains...