"Where are you hurt?" He strode up to her, his voice deep, his dark eyes scanning her from head to toe.

A strange anger was suppressed in his eyes, and a cold and indifferent aura emanated from him, making her afraid to even breathe.

I had just returned to the palace when I heard about Su Tiyue's rescue of a broken memorial tablet from a sea of ​​fire.

It seems she really has too much time on her hands; she wants to save everyone and take care of everything.

Now look what's happened, she's even willing to risk her life to save a dead person's memorial tablet?

Throughout this journey, Xiao Heye remained silent, filled with nothing but worry.

Concern leads to confusion.

When I finally saw her, and she appeared before me unharmed, a fire began to rise in my heart again.

"Master Xiao's seal..."

Su Tiyue stood up and carefully turned around in front of him to show that she had not been hurt.

She opened her palms and said guiltily, "Apart from here, I'm not injured anywhere else..."

Xiao Heye lowered his eyes and stared intently at her palm, which was scraped and stained with blood.

After a long while, he finally looked up, his face stern, and asked fiercely, "Where are the things?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a terrifying anger.

Su Tiyue looked up, asking with a puzzled expression, "What?"

Xiao Heye turned around, his sharp, hawk-like gaze sweeping across the room.

Only then did I notice that the black plaque placed on the dressing table was somewhat out of place with the room's layout.

There were no words engraved on it, and one corner was burned.

He walked over silently, picked up the nameless memorial tablet with his slender fingers, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

His body froze on the spot.

A short while later.

Xiao Heye picked up the memorial tablet and angrily walked towards the stairwell.

Seeing his reaction, Su Tiyue sensed something was wrong and quickly ran to him, spreading her arms to block him from leaving: "What do you want to do?"

"What am I going to do?" Xiao Heye said, waving the object in his hand as he spoke, gritting his teeth, "I'm going to throw it away and burn it. What, is that not allowed...?"

Hearing him say that, Su Tiyue's face tensed up, and she quickly reached out to snatch it back: "Give it back to me!"

Xiao Heye held the object above his head, his gaze cold as he looked at Su Tiyue, making it impossible for her to touch the memorial tablet even if she jumped up.

"Xiao Heye! These are my things. Who gave you permission to throw them away or burn them?"

Unable to snatch it, Su Tiyue could only frown and say in a pitiful voice, "Give it back to me..."

"You are mine too. When did I allow you to do this? Just for a dead man's thing... you're willing to risk your life?"

Xiao Heye's voice unconsciously grew much louder, sounding both scolding and blaming.

The thought that Su Tiyue almost lost her life because of this thing made him furious.

As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored Su Tiyue's obstruction and walked straight ahead.

That thing was painstakingly rescued from the fire by Su Tiyue, so how could Xiao Heye just destroy it like that?

Su Tiyue reached out and desperately grabbed Xiao Heye's clothes at the waist.

Because she used too much force, a sharp, tearing pain shot through her palm, making her almost cry out: "It's not an ordinary thing... Xiao Heye, do you know whose memorial tablet it is?"

"What does it matter to me whose memorial tablet it is? All I know is that if anything happens to you today, even if I burn all the ancestral memorial tablets in this palace, I still won't be satisfied!"

“It is the memorial tablet of the late Crown Prince…” Su Tiyue’s eyes were glistening with tears, and her voice was trembling with sobs.

"Master Xiao, I beg you to show mercy... The late Crown Prince's fate was already tragic enough, do you want him to suffer even in the deepest hell?"

Xiao Heye was stunned for a moment, his fingertips gripping the memorial tablet turning slightly white, as if if he exerted any more force, his nails would dig in.

"..."

Unexpectedly, there are people in this world who would treat the deceased crown prince in such a way.

She sincerely worshipped him, offered sacrifices to him, and even...

They disregarded their own safety to protect his memorial tablet.

Xiao Heye frowned, noticing Su Tiyue's pale face. He looked down at her injured hands, feeling both heartache and anger. "Yue'er, let go, I'm not leaving..."

"Here, take this junk..." He gave in and handed her the thing in his hand.

Upon hearing this...

Su Tiyue slowly loosened his clothes.

Xiao Heye's plain white robe was stained with bright red blood. He suppressed his anger and said in a low voice:

"The late Crown Prince is dead... Moreover, he was demoted to a commoner long ago, so there is no such thing as the late Crown Prince anymore."

Su Tiyue's palms ached terribly, and she could only use her small arms to receive the memorial tablet: "I know, but I promised the Empress Dowager that I would continue to burn incense and offer sacrifices for the late Crown Prince."

Xiao Heye asked, "What's the point? Now he's just a cold, lifeless memorial tablet... Who will remember him, who will care?"

She lowered her head and thought for a while.

"Do you think I'm just saving a cold, lifeless memorial tablet?" Su Tiyue bent her arms and carefully held the memorial tablet of the late Crown Prince in her arms, her eyes fixed on it.

She said, "No. What I want to save is a cold heart, a lost soul struggling and endlessly wandering in a cold and dark abyss."

Xiao Heye looked stunned, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.

He gave her a probing look and asked guiltily, "What do you mean by that, Yue'er?"

Su Tiyue said with a clear face, "What I mean is, there will always be people in this world who care and remember the name Zhou Yuheng. Whether he was the former crown prince or an ordinary commoner, wherever he is, those who remember him will always be with him."

"For example, the Empress Dowager, and for example... me."

Her voice was soft and warm, and her delicate face was full of seriousness and sincerity.

Su Tiyue said... she would always stay with Zhou Yuheng.

Xiao Heye smiled faintly, realizing that he had been overthinking things.

Too……

How could someone as innocent and pure as Su Tiyue so easily discover Xiao Heye's deep-seated secret?

Just now, he did overestimate Su Tiyue.

That little idiot of his, even if you gave him a lifetime, he probably wouldn't discover this earth-shattering secret.