Last time... it was indeed him who was wrong, he shouldn't have hit her.
In the silence of the night, the Prince walked on the cobblestone path, and the thought suddenly occurred to him.
They should have a serious talk; this matter should not be brushed over so lightly.
The Prince took pride in his face in front of others. Growing up, he had never lowered his head. He had always been high and mighty. As the heir to the great Qi Dynasty, he also had the right to be this way.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt that bowing his head and apologizing was not as difficult as he had imagined.
That was his legally wedded wife.
In his youth, everyone has dreamed of a harmonious marriage with his wife, and growing old together. This is the concept formed by surrounding him in his growing up, that his wife will accompany him for life, they will support each other to overcome one difficulty after another. She will be the participant and builder of his future life.
A wife is inherently different from others.
Countless writers have written countless poems, and when children, elders joked about how they would be married and what it would be like. In childhood, they dreamed about the appearance of their wife. As they grew old, lonely alone would sigh...
The Prince's heart was filled with many thoughts. He turned his steps and went to the courtyard of the Princess Consort.
"Your Highness..."
A soft feminine voice suddenly echoed behind him.
The Prince looked in the direction of the gaze, in the dark night, there was a woman standing under the tree. The night was dim and he had just not noticed.
The Prince asked, "How did you get here?"
Zhang's eyes flickered, and she sensed the subtle dissatisfaction in the Prince's tone.
Taking two steps, she crouched and bowed, her snowy fox cloak slipping from her shoulders as she did so, revealing her graceful figure in a long dress that left nothing to the imagination.
Zhang did not wear the shirt, the design of the sleeveless top was daring, clamped on her chest. At this moment, she bowed down, and the Prince looked down from above, just able to see a piece of snow white.
The Prince furrowed his brow and said, "This is what kind of appearance is this, go back and change right away!"
Zhang seemed to be frozen, when she stood up, she stumbled into the Prince's arms by accident. The sweet scent came to her nose, and when she touched it, it was a softness.
The Prince inadvertently thought of the taste from last night. His hand moved slightly, and Zhang smiled as she leaned closer to the Prince.
Indeed, men are creatures of the lower body.
Zhang pretended to stand up, but stumbled closer to the Prince instead. The softness pressed against him, and the Prince took her into his arms, slipping his hand from her waist to her bare shoulder.
Different from the warmth of the past, it was cold to the touch, like a piece of cold jade, with a different kind of flavor.
"How could it be so cold?"
The Prince did not want to let go.
Zhang sent a flirtatious glance and said, "I have been waiting for Your Highness for a long time."
"It is indeed freezing, one should properly warm up the body, isn't that right?"
The Prince spoke as his hand moved slowly across her body, and the servants behind him lowered their heads and retreated two steps, wishing they hadn't grown ears.
Finally able to stand steady, Zhang smiled coquettishly and said, "Today, the palace sent a snow fox cloak. I stood in the snow and didn't feel the cold at all."
"This is the reason you dressed like this in the middle of the night?"
It seemed to be a reprimand, but in fact, his hand had already explored the soft valley between Zhang's breasts.
Zhang shivered from the cold but smiled even more coquettishly, "It's my overstep. Chen Nai'er said that this is not something I can use."
Chen Nai'er is the wet nurse of the Prince, and currently manages the Prince's treasury.
The Prince picked up Zhang and said casually, "It's just a cloak. Wear it."
The garden fell silent again. The palace maid who followed behind the two picked up the cloak that was soiled with footprints and chased after the Prince, leaving.
Zhang's room was filled with spring colors, and the Prince's original plan was naturally put aside.
Zhang hugged the Prince, and her eyes, looking at the canopy of the bed, were filled with hatred.
Why?
Why does the Prince still like Su Jun?
If she did not come tonight, would he have gone to find Su Jun instead?
*
After returning to the courtyard, Su Jun first instructed Dong Shuang about the snow fox cloak, "Tomorrow, take my order to go to the palace's inner treasury. If it is not there, you must find out where it went."
Although it was said like this, Su Jun didn't think there would be any accident.
The snow fox cloak is suitable for young women; as one gets older, wearing it can make them seem pale and lackluster.
Moreover, snow foxes are well-known to be rare. In the past, only a few skin pieces could be obtained every few years. The emperor cherishes the people's efforts and has specifically removed it from the list of tributes.
In the palace, only the empress, four concubines, and the Princess Consort have the qualification to use it.
The empress favors Su Jun excessively, and the four concubines are too old to use such things.
The only exception is the several princesses in the palace.
But the princesses are still young, and their body size hasn't fully developed yet. They may not use it now, and besides, the several princesses are of similar age, with their mothers holding similar ranks. They are equally respected in the palace.
Such unique items, the concubines will never ask the emperor to give them to their daughters.
If the title, hot springs, that's of course to roll up one's sleeves to fight for their daughter's good future, but a cloak, this is not worth letting concubines actively strive for. Now more than ever, what they care about is their own offspring's lack of titles!
Of course, Su Jun also feared such an unexpected turn of events, and said, "Qiu Shuang, bring out several pieces of jewelry from the bottom of my storeroom, as well as that jade Buddha sculpture that was the pride of the dignitaries in the previous dynasty."
Qiu Shuang was startled and said, "Miss, these are too precious."
In the noble and high-ranking families, these are treasures that can be passed down through generations. Each piece is the only item of its kind in the world.
Dong Shuang smiled and said, "Miss, using these precious items to exchange for a cloak might raise suspicion among others. Why don't you ask Qian the physician to examine you tomorrow, and then I'll go to the inner treasury to get the snow fox cloak."
"Then, even if the cloak is in the hands of the princesses, Your Lady can still have a reason to ask for it. As for these things, wait until the princesses get married and use them as their dowry gifts, how does that sound?"
Su Jun pressed her forehead and sighed, "I've been in a hurry. Although these items are precious, what the princesses need most urgently now is a title. It's not good to have no formal bestowal."
This means that if the snow fox cloak is indeed in the hands of the princesses, Su Jun is willing to find a way to have the princesses receive their titles ahead of time before they come of age.
Several years ago, this kind of treatment was different.
Qiu Lu and Dong Shuang exchanged a glance, both realizing the unusual nature of the snow fox cloak. Their young lady was not someone who cared much about material possessions—mainly because Su Jun had used only the finest items since her birth and did not mind whether she had one less or one more. But at this moment, her concern had a different connotation.
If it were in the past, they would have tried to persuade her.
But now, they let it be.
Su Jun was really scared them the other day. She didn't want to eat or drink, and her whole body seemed to have lost all vitality. It was as if life or death were all boring things.
At this moment, the worried lines on Su Jun's forehead finally relaxed, and her dark eyes finally contained the liveliness that a child of her age should have. After returning, she even said she was hungry, and ordered the small kitchen to make some snacks.
A miss like this full of vitality is much better than before.
Even if there was something truly worth it, that would be worth it.
In the end, our miss is someone who knows the big picture and nothing major will happen. She just wants a cloak as a reminder.
