Chapter 172 "You're really kind."

Pei Jingxu could clearly feel that the plot was accelerating.

Just like the wheels rolling forward, it was bound to crush her and nail her "ending" in the storybook.

Bai Shutong conquered the emperor and made him risk his life for her. The story has already reached the middle and late stages in the novel.

And now, before the two princes were even completely devoted to her, Bai Shutong had already started planning her next step.

Pei Jingxu always felt that the speed of the plot was accelerated in order to conform to the ending, kill her as soon as possible, and get the content of the story back on track.

Therefore, the main reason why she stayed in Rong Xuanzhou's tent tonight, besides wanting to avoid Rong Jianxue, was to see Bai Shutong's attitude.

She was not sure whether Rong Xuanzhou was still important to Bai Shutong now.

Because the whole book revolves around Bai Shutong. In other words, everyone in the story exists because of Bai Shutong. She needs to understand Bai Shutong's current thoughts to determine how far the story has progressed.

Jiang Hui outside the tent didn't say anything else, just replied "yes" softly and left.

Inside the tent.

After the imperial doctors finished bandaging Rong Xuanzhou, they all left. Only Pei Jingxu and Rong Xuanzhou were left in the huge tent.

Pei Jingxu stood a few steps away from Rong Xuanzhou's bed. Rong Xuanzhou's face was pale and his brows were depressed. She stood there with an unchanged expression.

The medicine has a sleeping effect. Rong Xuanzhou took the medicine and lay on the bed with a faint look in his eyes.

"It seems like we haven't had a good chat like this for a long time."

A calm voice came, and Pei Jingxu found a chair to sit down, her eyes calm: "My husband is too busy."

She answered him perfunctorily and didn't really want to talk to him.

She planned to stay for an hour to see if Bai Shutong would come to the tent to interrupt their "intimacy". If not, Rong Jianxue should have been asleep by then, and she could just find a female tent to spend the night in, and that would be fine.

So, at this time, Pei Jingxu was sitting on the chair, with his elbows on the table, his head supported by one hand, looking nonchalant and lazy.

The wind lifted a corner of the tent door, and the night wind blew through the tent door, blowing up Pei Jingxu's long gauze skirt. Rong Xuanzhou slightly sideways glanced at Pei Jingxu, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Looking at Pei Jingxu, Rong Xuanzhou's pupils trembled slightly: "Pei Jingxu, my wound hurts a little, can you help me take a look?"

Pei Jingxu sat at the table, tilting her head slightly, and said in a cold tone, "I'll ask the imperial physician to come and see my husband."

As she spoke, she slowly stood up, but was stopped by Rong Xuanzhou: "No need for a doctor, come and help me."

Pei Jingxu stood there again.

Her calm gaze fell on Rong Xuanzhou: "I don't know how to treat illnesses."

Rong Xuanzhou pursed his lips slightly and said, "Didn't you say that you often treated and prescribed medicine for Big Brother in the past?"

"He's different from you."

When Pei Jingxu blurted out these words, he was stunned for a moment.

But he was only stunned for a moment, then his expression returned to normal as he repeated, "He is different from you."

"Of course it's different!" Rong Xuanzhou didn't know what was so touching about this. The man looked at Pei Jingxu and growled, "Of course it's different. You and I are a young couple, and we will live together in harmony until old age!"

Perhaps his sudden outburst had drained him of all his strength. Rong Xuanzhou's body tensed, one hand clutching the quilt at the edge of the bed, breathing heavily. "As for my brother, after all, you and I only have a few things in common."

Hearing this, Pei Jingxu chuckled, a hint of confusion in her eyes: "Husband, I don't quite understand."

"You and Bai have already... slept in the same bed, and you keep saying that you only love her. Does my love or not still matter to you?"

"Shu Tong and I—" Rong Xuanzhou fell silent, looked at Pei Jingxu, paused, and then spoke carefully, "Shu Tong and I are close friends, comrades who have entrusted their lives to me. Even if I marry Shu Tong, it doesn't mean that I have no feelings for you."

Rong Xuanzhou looked at Pei Jingxu steadily. "It's just one more woman, Ah Xu. Every man has three wives and four concubines. Why are you making such a fuss?"

He described his amorousness and fickleness as being the same throughout history.

He said, which man doesn’t have three wives and four concubines?

He said, Ah Xu, you are being too serious.

Pei Jingxu chuckled when he heard this, and looked at Rong Xuanzhou with some indistinct emotions in his eyes.

——If he wasn't of use to her later, Pei Jingxu really wanted to point at his nose and scold him.

"A Xu, what are you laughing at?" Rong Xuanzhou asked her with a frown.

Pei Jingxu shook his head, the smile on his lips not fading: "Nothing, I just feel that you have really changed a lot since you were a teenager."

Rong Xuanzhou couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or an insult. He just sighed, carefully turned sideways, and showed her the bleeding bandage on his arm.

"A Xu, come and help me take a look at the wound, okay?"

There was even a hint of begging in his tone.

Pei Jingxu no longer had the energy and was even too lazy to argue with Rong Xuanzhou.

Walking up to Rong Xuanzhou, Pei Jingxu glanced at the bloodstain and said in a cold tone, "It's nothing serious. No need to change the dressing."

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to retreat.

But the next second, the injured hand grabbed her gauze-like sleeve.

Pei Jingxu frowned slightly and stopped where he was.

"If Ah Xu says no, then no," Rong Xuanzhou smiled, holding Pei Jingxu's sleeve tightly, "Stand here with me, okay? I can't sleep well without you."

Pei Jingxu rolled his eyes inwardly.

——She remembered that Rong Xuanzhou and Bai Shutong were together that night and slept soundly.

I calculated the time in my mind.

After waiting for another half an hour, she left.

Not wanting to say anything more to him, Pei Jingxu sat on a low stool beside him and let him grab her sleeve: "Husband, go to bed early."

Rong Xuanzhou then curled the corners of his mouth, lay down again, and closed his eyes.

The sleeping effect in the medicine took effect. Rong Xuanzhou held Pei Jingxu's sleeve and his breathing gradually became even and long.

Pei Jingxu looked at Rong Xuanzhou's hand that was holding her sleeve, and was slightly distracted.

——In fact, Rong Xuanzhou knew very well what she cared about.

Just like before, he was seriously injured while trying to save her. At that time, Rong Xuanzhou was lying on the bed. Hearing her crying, he reached out a hand and grabbed her sleeve.

"Miss, can you please stop crying? I want to sleep."

Pei Jingxu cried loudly: "Rong Xuanzhou, don't sleep. What if you can't wake up?"

Rong Xuanzhou chuckled and showed the hand that was holding her sleeve: "Look, I'm holding your hand."

"With you here, I won't be unable to wake up."

That was actually Rong Xuanzhou comforting her.

——Rong Xuanzhou was very good at using those memories to show weakness to her.

Pei Jingxu lowered her eyes slightly. Those memories could not arouse her kindness. When she heard that he was asleep, it was almost time, so Pei Jingxu prepared to leave.

She reached out her other hand to pull out her sleeve.

But before she could pull it out, she heard a cold and indifferent voice coming from behind her.

"That's very kind of you."