Zongzheng Xiaoting subconsciously pushed Situ Xunxiao away, but she just exerted a little force and heard the other party groan in pain, but he held her tightly in his arms even harder.

It was because of Situ Xunxiao's cry of pain that she quickly retracted her hand. Her brows were tightly furrowed, but she did not dare to struggle too much.

The drunk man no longer had the calmness and indifference of the past, and was like a reckless person who only knew how to plunder. Being drunk, being flirted with, and still having to worry that the other party would not open his wounds because of his resistance, Zong Zheng Xiaoting suddenly felt that he was quite cowardly.

This kind of kiss made her feel deeply powerless. Situ Xunxiao, who had been plundering her wantonly, gradually loosened his grip on her, and as if he was not done yet, he stopped plundering her.

"It would be great if you always cared about me so much!" He complained with a little displeasure, and after letting go of Zong Zheng Xiaoting's hand, he held her hand tightly again, refusing to let go.

"Are you really stimulated?" Zongzheng Xiaoting frowned, rubbed his temples with the hand that was not held, feeling helpless.

"Zongzheng Xiaoting... burp..." Situ Xunxiao burped, then looked at Zongzheng Xiaoting in confusion, "Why do you... um... obviously care about me, but always... yes, reject me. Is Gongsun Zixing really that good?"

Zong Zheng Xiaoting felt a strong sense of powerlessness when facing Situ Xunxiao in front of her. The drunk Situ Xunxiao was like a child who was acting like a scoundrel because he couldn't get any candy, which made her powerless to resist. If he was sober, she could handle him well, whether he was indifferent or tyrannical. However, he was like a drunkard and had no self-awareness, which made her feel helpless.

"Ah..." Zongzheng Xiaoting sighed, "Situ Xunxiao, you stink so much, can you sit down and talk properly?"

Zong Zheng Xiaoting half coaxed and half lied, and finally calmed Situ Xunxiao down with some persuasion, but he kept mumbling to himself and questioning him.

At this moment, Chen Xianzhi was already waiting outside the study. When Zong Zheng Xiaoting heard his reply outside the door, he was about to stand up, but was held tightly, so he had no choice but to sit down. "Come in!"

After receiving the master's signal, Chen Xianzhi hurried in, but was met with a mess. At this moment, the prince frowned, seemed a little confused, and held the princess's hand tightly.

Chen Xianzhi looked at Situ Xunxiao hesitantly, "Princess, this..."

"Show him the wound." Zong Zheng Xiaoting ordered.

"Yes!" Chen Xianzhi didn't say much. He hurriedly checked Situ Xunxiao's injuries, and then hurriedly opened the medicine box to clean Situ Xunxiao's wound again. Because he had been holding Zongzheng Xiaoting's hand tightly, Chen Xianzhi spent more time bandaging his wound and tying it with a bandage.

"Princess, this is because the old wound was not treated properly and was repeatedly pulled, causing it to not heal." After Chen Xianzhi finished bandaging the wound, he reported to Zong Zheng Xiaoting.

"If the wound is not stretched, how long will it take to heal?" Zong Zheng Xiaoting pursed his lips and said worriedly.

"If you look at the patient's cooperation as normal, as long as you change the dressing properly and don't do anything that would affect the injury, he will be able to recover in half a month." Chen Xianzhi glanced at Situ Xunxiao with some worry, "But if the prince continues to drink to his current level and hastily carried the princess back several times, I'm afraid if it takes too long, his arm will become sick and he may even lose strength."

Chen Xianzhi's words shocked Zong Zheng Xiaoting. "Is it so serious?"

"Yes! If I am not mistaken, the wound of the prince should be the result of being shot by a poisonous arrow while trying to save the princess, and then being soaked in water after falling off the cliff, which delayed the application of medicine." Chen Xian knew, "If this is true, then carrying the princess back several times later would be detrimental to the wound."

"Half a month?" Zong Zheng Xiaoting confirmed.

"yes."

"Okay, I got it. During this period, send the medicine to me regularly every day." Zong Zheng Xiaoting gave the instructions and waved his hand to signal Chen Xianzhi to leave.

When Chen Xianzhi left, there were only two people left in the study room. Or to be more precise, only one person was awake, and the other had fallen into a deep sleep.

Zong Zheng Xiaoting could feel that the hand holding his wrist had slowly and unconsciously loosened its grip.

Pulling his hand back, Zong Zheng Xiaoting stood up and walked to the side, took down the cloak that Situ Xunxiao was hanging, then walked back to his side and put the cloak on him very gently.

At this moment, Situ Xunxiao seemed very peaceful in his sleep. Zongzheng Xiaoting smiled bitterly and brushed aside the few strands of hair scattered on his forehead. "A dignified war god, do you really want to get drunk like this? In fact, sometimes it is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. It is not a good thing to cut off the chaos with a quick knife. Or maybe you and I are not the kind of people who are unlucky and are teased by fate."

The hand that had brushed his hair unconsciously touched his face. "I came here just to find the most important person to me, Yuhaishi. There is no possibility between us. Why should I give you hope and then let you down?"

The long sigh sounded clear and heavy in the quiet study at this moment. "As the saying goes, meeting the right person at the wrong time is a kind of helplessness, and between you and me, it is the case that we met the right person at the wrong time."

Zong Zheng Xiaoting once again covered Situ Xunxiao with the cloak that had slipped off due to him tossing over and sleeping uncomfortably, and then he got up and left.

When the door closed, Situ Xunxiao, who was drunk and unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, the confusion in his eyes was gone, and his eyes were clearly clear and sharp.

Situ Xunxiao sat up, holding his cloak with one hand, looking at the door inquiringly, chewing on Zongzheng Xiaoting's words, "Meeting the right person at the wrong time? Zongzheng Xiaoting, you care about me after all, and my feelings are not wrong, right?"

Situ Xunxiao stood up and casually put his cloak aside. "So, the helplessness you mentioned is because you are rejecting the princess's status that restricts your freedom because of the jade you said you were looking for, or is it because you couldn't bear it even after you made a vow with Gongsun Zixing before you met me?"

Situ Xunxiao was in a much better mood at the moment, and the troubles of the past few days were swept away. It seemed that today's test was right. He touched the bandaged wound on his shoulder, and the smile on his face became deeper.