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In the study outside the Rui Palace, Zhang Decheng was carefully applying medicine to Song Chengze's right arm. Song Chengze hadn't expected the Prince of Duan's dagger to be so sharp, nor had he expected the Prince of Duan to strike so ruthlessly. It seemed like a quick cut, but the cut was so deep that the blood had frozen and his sleeve was stained red.
"Don't let anyone know about this." Song Chengze whispered, "Send someone to meet Chu Yong and Dong Hai on the road south of the city."
Hu Changsheng received Zhang Decheng's signal and retreated with his back bent.
"Your Highness, I'll have someone tell the princess that you won't be going back tonight."
Song Chengze lay down. "No need. I just need a short rest. You go out and don't let anyone in. Let Song Lu come early tomorrow morning. If Chu Yong and Dong Hai come back, let them come to see me."
Song Lu was the chief secretary of Prince Rui's palace.
Song Chengze was lying on the kang in the inner room of the study. Through the hollow of the Duobao Pavilion, he could see the lanterns swaying in the wind in the courtyard.
The amount of information today was overwhelming. Prince Duan, who had always presented himself as a fool, suddenly seemed to have too many secrets. How could he uncover these secrets? Song Chengze raised his left hand and rubbed his forehead. He desperately needed help. Not some capable subordinate, but someone who could easily pry into things that were difficult for him to find out.
Meng Qi's delicate face appeared before him, and he recalled her words from that night. If he had heard them a month or even a dozen days ago, he would have dismissed them as mere tales, but now they were coming from his newlywed wife, and he had actually listened carefully and given her a chance.
He himself didn't know how he was waiting for her to prove it. He had carefully considered the three points Meng Qi mentioned these days. Each point made sense but seemed disorganized, but he couldn't come up with a reason to object.
The only thing he agreed with was that Meng Qi didn't want to become the real Princess Rui, and he didn't want to either.
He couldn't do the same thing as a couple with a woman who had another man in her heart, even if the woman told him that she had forgotten that man. As Meng Qi said, Hong Zhe was a thorn in their hearts forever.
He had no shortage of women, and if he wanted, he could fill his harem with women like King Cheng and King Jing. Of course, as long as he didn't know who a woman had in her heart, he wouldn't take it to heart.
But that person was his wife, and he also knew about her past with Hong Zhe, which was so sensational and so well-known that he couldn't convince himself not to care.
So, when Meng Qi said that, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them spent more than ten days in this tacit understanding, one on the kang in the inner room and the other on the kang by the window.
As long as the first month of his marriage was over, he would move back to the outer study. He would return to the inner house when needed, not worrying about other people's gossip. After all, this was what Meng Qi wanted.
For now, let her do whatever she wants. At least for now, it seems she's not as incompetent as the rumors say. Meng Qi is definitely a calculating and methodical person. I'm inexplicably confident in leaving the inner quarters to her. She's right. The inner quarters and even the outer courtyards of the Rui Palace aren't impenetrable. Leveraging her domineering nature, perhaps we can achieve unexpected results.
Let's see first. I haven't agreed to her divorce agreement yet. Let's see later...
Just as I was thinking about this, I heard Zhang Decheng standing at the door, "Prince, Prince Duan is here."
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