Meng Qi took the hangover soup and was stunned. "The prince picked me up?"
Yuan Dong hummed, "Your Highness went to Jinchuan Hutong with Master Zhou Er. It was Your Highness who carried you to the carriage, and it was Your Highness who carried you back to Qinghe Garden."
Meng Qi drank the sobering soup, frowned and thought about Yuan Dong's words, then reached out and gently rubbed his forehead, and some fragments came back to his mind one after another.
She remembered that after getting on the carriage, she was still slightly lucid and met Song Chengze's eyes. She had originally thought of pretending to be drunk and not looking. However, she didn't know whether it was because she was dizzy or the carriage was shaking violently, she only remembered lying on Song Chengze's legs as he sat next to her.
Meng Qi waved her hand and refused the box of candied fruit that Yuan Dong brought over. She wanted to stand up, but she swayed and sat back down.
She reached out and gently tapped her forehead. She really couldn't drink like this next time. She thought she could hold her liquor quite well, especially in her past life, when things didn't go her way, she would drink alone. She loved that feeling of being high. She remembered that in her past life, she and Song Chengze had gotten drunk three times. She couldn't remember the specific reasons, but she clearly remembered the way Song Chengze looked at her, with a look that went from worry at first to disgust at last.
So, since her rebirth, Meng Qi had never let herself get drunk. She was afraid of losing her composure, and even more afraid of saying something she shouldn't have. She just didn't know why she'd ended up drinking a whole jar of liquor with Meng Wan today, and now she was baffled.
Yuan Dong put down the box of dried fruits and walked over to Meng Qi's side. He stretched out his hands and gently pressed her temples. "Are you still dizzy?"
Meng Qi nodded. Just then, she felt as if there were more than ten Yuan Dongs in front of her. "Where is the prince?"
"Change inside."
"Go ask Suxin to prepare some food." Meng Qi waved her hand. She felt that the alcohol was getting to her again, so it would be better for her to lie down for a while.
"Suxin is ready, just waiting for His Majesty to wash up and serve it."
Meng Qi lay back down and said, "Put it on the table. Go and serve the prince dinner." Then she turned over and gently closed her eyes.
After Song Chengze changed, he saw Yuan Dong directing the little girl to set the table, "Where's the princess?"
Yuan Dong bowed and said, "I just drank some hangover soup and wanted to serve the prince, but I felt so dizzy that I couldn't stand up, so I lay down again."
Song Chengze hummed, sat down at the table, and let Yuandong wait on him while he finished his meal. Yuandong saw that Song Chengze had no intention of leaving, so she brewed a pot of tea and placed it on the table.
Song Chengze took a sip of tea and said, "Go down."
Yuan Dong was stunned at first, then looked back at Meng Qi on the bed. Just as she was about to walk over, Song Chengze stopped her, "Let her sleep."
When Yuan Dong heard what Song Chengze said, she looked at the inner room worriedly and walked out.
Song Chengze took another sip of tea and stood by the window, watching the lanterns slowly light up outside, his brows furrowed slightly. He had spent almost the entire day at Zhou Yu's iron shop in the south of the city, going over and over his plan against Prince Cheng.
Inside, Meng Zhi was cooperating, and outside, Fang Hua was trying to lead the emperor there. In other aspects, Chu Yong, Qi Lao, and the others had made thorough preparations. This matter could only succeed, not fail, and there was no room for error.
But how to involve Meng Hai and take this opportunity to take him down? Song Chengze rubbed his forehead. There was also the attitude of the crown prince. He could clearly feel that the crown prince did not want to target Prince Cheng too early. The crown prince put more energy on Prince Jing.
He actually figured out the reason. Compared to the stubborn King Cheng, King Jing was more difficult to deal with. There had to be a shield behind the prince's harmless appearance.
But he didn't think so. Wu Zhengda's business in the northwest was getting better and better, and some things even exceeded his expectations. Meng Hai was the biggest stumbling block standing in Wu Zhengda's way, so he had to help Wu Zhengda move Meng Hai away.
Song Chengze was just thinking when he heard Meng Qi's voice coming from the inner room. He turned back and walked into the inner room. When Yuan Dong left, she had already lit the palace lantern on the corner of the bed, which was now emitting a soft light.
Song Chengze walked to the bedside and saw Meng Qi half-sitting and reaching for the teacup on the table.
Song Chengze poured her some water and sat down beside the bed. Meng Qi squinted her eyes and was about to take the water, but Song Chengze moved closer to her, gently put his arm around her shoulders, let her half lean on him, and then brought the cup of tea to her lips.
Meng Qi drank the water from Song Chengze's hand, then pulled Song Chengze's sleeve and asked, "What time is it? Has the prince returned?"
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