She still remembered that when she had just married Song Chengze and went to pay her respects to the emperor, she met these two people in Chengtian Palace. Their attitude towards Song Chengze was very perfunctory, and it seemed that they did not take Prince Rui seriously at all.

"If you need me to help you with your plans for the first month of the year, be sure to tell me ahead of time," Meng Qi said softly. She knew Song Chengze was setting up a trap, and it seemed like Hong Zhe was involved. She wanted to speak up, lest Song Chengze hesitate to speak with her and ruin his plans.

Song Chengze didn't expect Meng Qi to say it so openly. He nodded a little awkwardly but also a little touched. "I know. If it involves Fourth Brother, we'll talk about it later."

Meng Qi knew that Song Chengze certainly had no idea who he was targeting, so she stopped asking. Knowing that he still had things to discuss with others, she stood up and said with a smile, "The good news has been conveyed. I will go back first so as not to delay your discussion."

Song Chengze looked at the sky that was getting darker outside and said softly, "Chu Yong and his friends shot a few pheasants and were planning to have a hotpot with them tonight. I only know that you like those small wild game, but I wonder if you like wild game?"

Meng Qi looked at Song Chengze in surprise. What did he mean? If she liked it, would he invite her to eat with him?

Meng Qi suddenly felt a little excited, and bubbles of happiness began to emerge in her heart, but she didn't want to show it too much and make Song Chengze laugh at her.

"Will it not delay your discussion of business with them?"

Song Chengze looked at Meng Qi and asked carefully, but his eyes were shining and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He felt that the suggestion he had just made was extremely correct.

"No, I originally wanted to arrange for Yue Zhen to go to Sichuan. All I have to do is have Uncle Lu go to the Pingxi Marquis Mansion tomorrow." Song Chengze said, and then said, "Those pheasants are still in the back room. Let's go and take a look."

Hearing this, Meng Qi nodded happily, her bright eyes gleaming with joy. How long had it been since she last looked at these little things? Back in the Huainan Marquisate—or, more precisely, before her reincarnation—Meng Wei would find some of these little things for her every once in a while. She had one or two storerooms in her back room dedicated to storing these wild things.

"Come on, I'll take you there."

"Ah? Don't you want to..." Meng Qi asked as she watched Song Chengze pick up her cloak from the shelf.

"Just tell them to wait." Song Chengze took Meng Qi's cloak and gently put it on her.

Seeing Song Chengze about to tie the belt of her cloak, Meng Qi quickly reached out, but unexpectedly their hands touched.

Song Chengze quickly pulled his hand back, but saw Meng Qi's pair of delicate white hands tying the cloak strap, her fair and slender neck slightly lowered, with a soft curve.

Today, Meng Qi casually wore a moon-white satin jacket and a bright red floral skirt. Her lustrous black hair was tied up in a bun, accessorized only by a jade hairpin with a string of rice-sized pearls on the end. Her pale face was accentuated by a faint blush.

Meng Qi knew that Song Chengze was looking at her. She felt her breathing became disordered and her hands were out of control. She tried to tie the belt hastily, but failed twice.

Song Chengze watched Meng Qi fumbling with her hands, unable to tie the belt. He smiled slightly and reached out to help her tie it.

Meng Qi looked up and met Song Chengze's eyes that were as clear as glass. He looked at her calmly for a moment, smiled slightly, turned around, picked up his shawl, and went out first. Meng Qi exhaled heavily and gently patted her slightly hot cheeks. This uncontrollable feeling was not what she wanted.