The voices of the two people could still be heard from time to time at the entrance of Cining Palace. Zhou Tingyue was still there. No... she couldn't... she couldn't do it.

Su Tiyue remained silent for a while, then looked at Xiao Heye and shook her head firmly: "No."

Xiao Heye's eyes widened, and a large, silent, raging fire of anger ignited in his heart.

But he didn't explode; he held back, restraining himself: "Why! Why not? Wasn't Your Highness very skilled last time at Wenhui Pavilion? Wasn't Your Highness very proactive?"

At that time, the two were very close, face to face, almost touching.

Su Tiyue smelled the alcohol on him and became even more frightened. She looked up, her eyes brimming with tears: "Master Xiao, you're drunk..."

"If this servant were truly drunk, he would be acting crazy and mad here... His Highness the Crown Prince would probably come to laugh at this servant."

This statement is also a threat.

If he threatened her and she didn't obey, Xiao Heye would really make a scene to attract the attention of those two.

The icy hand that had been supporting its master reached out and gripped Su Tiyue's slender shoulder tightly.

He whispered very softly, almost frantically and suppressedly, in Su Tiyue's ear: "Kiss me, like last time... Your Majesty."

Su Tiyue was driven to tears by him, tears falling like broken pearls, but she dared not cry out loud: "No, please stop forcing me... the palm print, not here, not now..."

She pleaded in her heart, over and over again.

Su Tiyue didn't want that person to see her like this, so wretched, so lowly, so shameless...

But Xiao Heye, who was already driven mad with frustration, couldn't possibly listen to any of that.

He gave Su Tiyue chances, once, twice, even three times...

Xiao Heye went from threatening to pleading, but Su Tiyue still refused to kiss him...

Deep down, people all seem to be the same, harboring a baseness within them.

Especially someone like Xiao Heye, who wields immense power and can get whatever he wants, no one dares to disobey his wishes, and no one can survive after repeatedly refusing him.

Xiao Heye is despicable, base, lowly, and vile.

When Su Tiyue offered herself to him, he righteously refused her entry.

Now that they've refused, he's not satisfied.

His deep gaze suddenly turned fierce and piercing. Xiao Heye pinned her tightly against the pillar, one hand gripping her slender, smooth neck, the other pinching her waist... Then, he lowered his head and forcefully kissed her, trying to possess her.

Xiao Heye's kiss was arrogant and domineering.

Ignoring Su Tiyue's pleas and cries, he swallowed all her soft sobs and grievances into a long and intensely controlling kiss.

At first, Su Tiyue kept trying to escape his mouth, risking angering Xiao Heye by biting his lips hard until they bled. But he still didn't let go of her until... Su Tiyue completely resigned herself to her fate, gave up struggling, and numbly let him kiss her.

A moment later, fearing she might suffocate and faint, Xiao Heye slowly loosened his grip on her throat, then gently pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

The fierce, almost predatory kiss gradually softened after she stopped struggling...

She didn't know how much time had passed. Su Tiyue's legs ached from standing, and it seemed that he had eaten all the saliva from her lips. She could no longer hear Zhou Tingyue and Granny Liu talking. She didn't even know when Zhou Tingyue had left.

She let out a soft moan, her voice both sweet and gentle…

Xiao Heye opened his eyes and looked at her somewhat pained expression, then at her eyelashes that were wet with tears.

Although he was still reluctant to part with her, he released her red and swollen lips.

Then he lowered his head and gently kissed away the tears on Su Tiyue's face, tender and patient, completely different from the domineering and unreasonable person he had been just moments before.

Those muscular arms held her tightly, and he could almost feel Su Tiyue's petite body trembling slightly in his arms.

He seemed to realize that his actions had frightened Su Tiyue.

A sense of guilt welled up in Xiao Heye's heart, and his sword-like eyebrows and the space between his brows twitched twice for no reason.

He slowly opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and deep, yet tinged with gentleness, and asked her, "Do you want to go back?"

Su Tiyue nodded, pushed him away with her delicate hand, and then hurriedly walked towards the path, looking somewhat flustered and disoriented...

But it was too dark, and she didn't notice the steps under her feet. She missed a step and fell forward.

In the darkness, Xiao Heye took two steps toward her, put his arm around Su Tiyue's waist, and straightened her body as she was about to fall.

After she regained her footing, Xiao Heye leaned forward and placed her palm firmly on his right forearm, leading her slowly back.

The two remained silent throughout the journey, each lost in their own thoughts.

Su Tiyue turned around and looked at Xiao Heye's profile, her heart churning with countless emotions and thoughts.

She was afraid, terrified, wronged, and sad.

But more than anything, there was sadness and despair...

Because that person came back.

But Su Tiyue was so clear-headed and rational that she knew there would be no future with that person, so she decided to be even more decisive and not see him, not think about him, not disturb him.

Even so, Su Tiyue had completely severed ties with that person, and there was no connection between them whatsoever. Yet, Su Tiyue still refused to do that thing against her conscience with Xiao Heye in that pavilion.

So I refused to kiss him first.

This was completely different from the time at the Wenhui Pavilion, where the person was the Emperor, but this time... it was the Crown Prince.

She hated Xiao Heye, but dared not show it.

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