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When Meng Qi arrived at Bibo Hall, Song Chengze had just put down his chopsticks.
"Would you like some?"
Meng Qi shook her head, but Yuan Dong continued, "Princess, please eat something. You haven't eaten anything since you came back from Prince Cheng's mansion."
Meng Qi said, "No need, I really don't have much appetite."
After hearing this, Song Chengze sat across from her, drank a sip of tea, and watched the servants leave. He said softly, "I'm sorry, I made you feel wronged."
Meng Qi looked up at him and said, "I know Your Highness didn't want to do that either, but you were held there at the time. If you didn't agree to come down, not only Princess Duan, but even Princess Cheng would have said something."
Song Chengze narrowed his eyes and said, "I've also analyzed it. It's not just the second sister-in-law who is messing around here. She must have been a pawn of the fifth sister-in-law."
"And I'm just a pawn who doesn't need any benefits." Meng Qi smiled contemptuously.
"I've asked them to investigate why Second Sister-in-law targeted you today."
"It's not that simple. Ever since I first met her in the palace, she's been targeting me. But that was probably the Imperial Concubine's intention or Prince Duan's instruction. Her behavior today was probably her true intention."
Song Chengze nodded. "That's right. After you and Meng Zhi left, my second brother was very angry. He didn't give my second sister-in-law any face at all and pulled her aside. I even saw her wiping her eyes. But even so, after you and Meng Zhi came back, she still said those words before my fifth sister-in-law could speak, forcing me to agree."
At this point, Song Chengze looked Meng Qi in the eye and said, "Thinking about it now, I shouldn't have agreed. I'm sorry that you can't attend your sister's wedding tomorrow."
Song Chengze went to the iron shop that evening to discuss the matter with Zhou Yu alone. He told her to explain to Meng Wan tomorrow why Meng Qi didn't attend the wedding. Of course, he wouldn't reveal the full reason, simply asking her to tell Meng Wan that Meng Qi had no choice and didn't intend to cause trouble the day before her wedding. Song Chengze didn't intend to tell Meng Qi that it was his fault for confining her in the first place, that he was incompetent, and that he needed to be stronger.
Meng Qi shook her head. "I know you had no choice but to make this decision. If you hadn't followed Princess Duan's advice, I'm afraid Prince Cheng would have made suggestions that would have been even more detrimental to you."
"Oh? You guessed it?"
"Half and half. When I left Meng Zhi's residence, Princess Cheng came over and talked to Meng Zhi for a long time. When Meng Zhi stood in the octagonal pavilion again, she always looked for opportunities to look at me, and her eyes were filled with worry and helplessness. I thought at that time that Princess Cheng must have told her something. Princess Cheng would definitely think that you wanted to make amends, and I was afraid she would put forward some harsh conditions. Whatever the conditions were, they would not be as simple as my confinement."
Song Chengze exhaled, "Yes, something I've been doing recently has involved Fifth Brother. I'm afraid he's noticed something."
Meng Qi waved the water cup in her hand, "This is great. I can start a conversation with Meng Zhi, and then I can let my second sister pass on the message. It's the safest way."
When Song Chengze heard her mention Meng Wan and saw her hands turning the water cup quickly, he knew that what really made Meng Qi sad was that she could not go back to see Meng Wan off at her wedding.
Song Chengze first pressed down the cup that Meng Qi was turning, and then held the small hand with a big hand.
Meng Qi was stunned, her cheeks flushed. She didn't know what Song Chengze meant, so she just lowered her head and looked at their clasped hands. No, it should be said that it was her own wrapped hands.
Song Chengze's hands were large, with distinct knuckles, smooth skin, and flowing lines. His nails were neatly trimmed, revealing a healthy rosy complexion. Although she had had physical contact with Song Chengze in her previous life, apart from the specific senses, she knew nothing about the rest of his body. To be more precise, she simply didn't bother to pay attention.
Now it seemed that Song Chengze not only had a face that was infuriating to the eyes of both humans and gods, but also a pair of meticulously crafted hands. Meng Qi watched quietly, surprised that her sudden panic had disappeared. She examined Song Chengze's hands closely, even wanting to reach out her other hand to count the lines on his knuckles.
Song Chengze didn't know why he held Meng Qi's hand. She was spinning the cup quickly, but he didn't find it annoying at all. He seemed to appreciate the light and shadow cast by the candlelight when the cup was spinning.
Perhaps to attend Princess Cheng's birthday, Meng Qi dyed her nails today. The pale pink color paired with the light blue cup is indescribably harmonious and beautiful.
Looking at the small hand wrapped in his own, resting quietly in his palm, Song Chengze felt as if something was filling up somewhere, about to overflow. He couldn't continue in the quiet atmosphere, because the image that appeared in his mind was no longer the image he usually imagined.
"I'm sorry, I can't let you go to your second sister's wedding tomorrow."
Meng Qi was looking at Song Chengze's hand intently. When she heard this, she suddenly felt wronged. A tear fell on Song Chengze's hand, and then flowed from the gap between their hands to her own hand.
"Just wait for me, I will get these back one by one." Meng Qi said harshly.
"I promise you, I will let you get it back one day." After Song Chengze said this, he looked up at Meng Qi. Meng Qi also looked up. Their hands were still clasped, their eyes met, and there was an indescribable emotion intertwined in their eyes.
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