Chapter 41 Chu Huan, I Resemble You More

    Years later, Su Jun sits at her desk, layers of fury burning from the inside out to consume her sanity and drive her to kill the dogging pair.

    Disgusting, utterly revolting!

    Even beasts know to do such things in secret, how dare they?!

    That was a gift to himself from Chu Huan!

    However, Chu Huan's words left Su Jun rooted to the spot.

    He has taught Su Jun everything he learned through solitude and countless bruises, sparing no secrets.

    Even if Su Jun couldn't fully understand what Chu Huan was saying back then, she would meticulously record every word without missing a single detail. This was because she had seen and participated in the bloodied growth of her playmates every time.

    Knowing that all these things he was saying were things he had learned from his own experiences and struggles, she only hoped that her playmates would never have to experience the same pain again.

    The interior was unnervingly quiet.

    However, Qiu Lu and the other couldn't speak at all, as they knew there was no way to persuade them about such things.

    All the words pale in the face of facts. Any attempt to console Su Jun would only further wound her.

    ——Although the Crown Prince and Ms. Zhang did that kind of thing bare above, can the cloak still be clean after being washed?

    ——The snow fox fur is rare, but with no care for human effort and material resources, we will definitely be able to gather a second piece of snow fox fur for the cloak next year?

    It's like adding fuel to a fire.

    Su Jun said indifferently, "Where is the cloak? Bring it to me for a look."

    Dong Shuang kneeled on the ground, cold sweat rolling down his forehead, creating small water droplets on the ground.

    The prepared lines could not be uttered, and at this moment, she dared not persuade Su Jun to wait a while before seeing the cloak. At least the cloak should be washed before looking at it.

    The ground was covered with brocade, and the cloak, with its back facing up, was completely spread out. The large cloak had no speck of color, resembling the snow of winter—it was fluffy, soft, and clean.

    The cloak shone faintly under the light, overshadowing the other treasures in this opulent dwelling. It truly deserves the praise given to snow foxes throughout history.

    Su Jun stood up and walked to the near, looked for a long time, as if an outsider, comment: "Used are all just come of age of snow fox, and must be in the most cold days of winter, capture a year, otherwise snow fox fur color will not pure."

    She said indifferently, "Indeed, it shows thoughtfulness."

    She seemed calm but still squatted down, stretched out her hand and slowly wiped away the remaining snow on the snow fox's fur.

    Her touch was warm, and the fluffy texture could dispel the anger churning in her heart. But the coolness of the snow in the palm of her hand told Su Jun what the snow fox fur had endured last night.

    "Miss!" Qiu Lu exclaimed in alarm.

    Su Jun glanced at her sideways, and with her kneeling beside her, she and Qiu Lu were at eye level. She could clearly see Qiu Lu's pupils widen slightly with surprise and…disapproval.

    "Don't you think it's dirty too, do you?" Su Jun asked in a soft voice.

    The cloak was a gift given to her by Chu Huan, which had been through countless trials and tribulations and finally came to her. However, even if Su Jun touched the cloak, everyone around her felt sorry for Su Jun.

    Because the cloak was dirty.

    Crouching down and getting closer, Su Jun could smell a faint fishy odor that was stomach-churning.

    It clearly shows that the Crown Prince and Ms. Zhang's actions last night were very intense.

    Such an item, if Su Jun did not care too much, Qiu Lu would never let it into the courtyard, let alone put it in front of Su Jun.

    Qiu Lu said in a mournful voice, "Miss, wait a moment, please. Can we wait until it's washed clean?"

    Su Jun had no expression on her face. For a moment, she seemed to be very far away from this world, as if there was a layer of emotions between her and the world.

    She seemed to be enveloped in crystal, close to this world but actually in a different one. It was hard to feel the sunshine that she could easily feel before.

    She can no longer smell the vomit-inducing odor on the cloak.

    Her brain lost the ability to process this thing, but Su Jun felt great. At least she could still deceive herself once more.

    Su Jun gently ran her hand over every inch of the snow fox cloak, including the area with the footprint, trying to explore Chu Huan's intentions from that time.

    But……

    Su Jun's eyes misted over, almost whispering, "This fur can't be washed. It just needs to be exposed to the light and wiped clean. The cloak won't get dirty."

    "But they couldn't even wipe the cloak clean and just threw it away carelessly on the ground."

    Qiu Lu lowered her head, "Such people as the Crown Prince see many treasures, but Miss Su values it so much not because of its value, but because it carries the heart of a person."

    Su Jun withdrew her hand, tilted her head and said in a naive tone: "Qiu Lu, do you think it's okay to just wipe it like this?"

    Qiu Lu unconsciously revealed her disapproval.

    She knew that Miss Su's mood was off, but her long-standing habits made her unable to accept such treatment. Miss Su used only the top-notch items in the world.

    The snow fox cloak was completely stained by the Crown Prince's actions.

    If Miss Su wants to keep it, then it should be washed and cleaned many times to remove the stains thoroughly.

    Logically, just wiping it can handle it, but there are still traces of the Crown Prince and Ms. Zhang's intimate moments on it, which is disgusting.

    As for Su Jun wanting to wear it, that is simply impossible!

    Qiu Lu would rather defy Su Jun's command and find the King of Qi to come.

    The King of Qi is still alive, and as long as he doesn't mind the difficulty he had in making the snow fox cloak, they can't let Miss Su be wronged.

    Why should Miss Su cherish this cloak so much when it was meant for someone else's heart?

    Moreover, Qiu Lu has her grievances as well.

    If the King of Qi really likes Miss Su, how could there be such a problem with a cloak? It seems he wasn't even trying!

    Asking if thinking this is too biased towards Su Jun?

    Please, this is our Miss Su, she has no business with the King of Qi!

    So at this time, even though it was very difficult for Qiu Lu, she could only say, "Then I will wipe it clean and put it in the warehouse, right?"

    It's fine even if it's not washed; just let the King of Qi deal with it when he comes back!

    Regarding him daring to wrong his own Miss Su by saying how hard he had worked to gather this cloak, then go and tell the Marquis!

    Su Jun touched the cloak again, feeling its warm texture, and said, "It's okay, wash it, wash it completely. Even if it gets damaged, that's fine. I'm never going to wear it anyway."

    It's just that I don't know which one, human skin or snow fox skin, is better.

    Su Jun stood up and walked a few steps, but then turned back and said, "Turn it over, let me see."

    The cloak's front side had various dried water stains.

    Su Jun said indifferently, "Okay, take it down and put it away."

    She picked up the brush and wrote quietly, with her profile calm and her brows peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

    She wrote several letters one after another, instructing Dong Shuang to send them out through a secret passage.

    She took out the paper at the bottom, which had tiny words densely written on it, with a checkmark next to it. Su Jun looked at it for two seconds and said, "It seems like I'm not the type to take the straightforward path."

    The flames shot up, devouring the paper.

    "However, that's for the best. Chu Huan, I think I should be more like you now."

    In the second year of a new resident in the main hall of Zhongcuì Palace, Zhongcuì Palace was burned down, destroying the entire main hall. Only the broken walls remain, and the gate of Zhongcuì Palace is locked.

    No one will live in the palace again.