"Please, I beg you..."

"Stop... I'm scared... it hurts."

She was sobbing softly, as if she could no longer speak clearly.

Xiao Heye was suffering terribly, both mentally and physically...

He was in terrible pain.

To be honest, at this moment, he was not much better off than Su Tiyue.

But in the end, hearing her sweet, coquettish cries and pleas for mercy, Xiao Heye's heart inexplicably softened.

Xiao Heye loved seeing her like this, but he also couldn't bear to see her like this.

Whenever she cries, it's as if this little thing is about to break or get damaged...

Xiao Heye closed his eyes helplessly, took a deep breath, and finally couldn't bear to continue bullying her.

He silently withdrew his right hand, releasing his left hand that had been holding her captive.

She sat up and slowly straightened her clothes around her waist...

He turned his head to the side, his throat bobbed up and down, and his breathing became somewhat disordered.

Xiao Heye stared blankly at Su Tiyue, waving his long, slender fingers in front of her, his voice low and husky: "Your Majesty, this servant hasn't done anything yet, why does it hurt...?"

Su Tiyue didn't reply to him. She simply sat up gently, lowered her head slightly, and silently straightened her clothes. She secretly glanced at Xiao Heye out of the corner of her eye...

When he's not looking.

Su Tiyue lifted the hem of her skirt and quickly ran off the bed.

Before Xiao Heye could react, he reached out to grab her ankle before she could get out of bed...

But fearing she would fall if I held on too tightly, I had to let go immediately...

He let her escape from his grasp.

All she managed to tear off was the string of small bells with the broken string.

Xiao Heye gripped the small bell tightly, watching Su Tiyue, who was about to open the door and walk out, through the screen.

His eyes were slightly cold, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Your Majesty... once you leave this door, no one will be able to save you from the Emperor's clutches tomorrow."

"Your Highness, you should think carefully. Will you continue to flee, or... obediently come over?"

Xiao Heye never even considered stopping her; after all, the world was vast and under his control.

Even if Su Tiyue manages to escape this room, escape Yelan Pavilion, or even escape the imperial city...

She could not possibly escape Xiao Heye's grasp.

Once Xiao Heye has his eye on something, how could he let her escape so easily?

...

Upon hearing these two sentences, Su Tiyue stopped in her tracks, standing there blankly, staring at the door in front of her.

Then he turned his head and looked behind the screen at the terrifying figure sitting leisurely on the edge of the bed, gently shaking a bell...

Su Tiyue frowned, tears streaming down her face. She unconsciously took a step back, and then…

Another step back...

Xiao Heye idly shook the small bell in his hand, raising his eyebrows as he watched the petite figure slowly retreat behind the screen with amusement.

He curled his lips into a smile and clicked his tongue in delight.

It was mockery, it was sympathy, and it was also a determination to win...

But in the blink of an eye, Su Tiyue, who had clearly taken two steps back, resolutely strode forward and opened the door without hesitation...

Then it completely disappeared from Xiao Heye's sight.

In that instant, the sound of the bell in Xiao Heye's hand stopped abruptly, and his confident smile froze on his face...

His dark eyes deepened, taking on a strange chill.

Tsk, this little thing... it's so disobedient.

Xiao Heye looked back at the messy bed, where traces of her sleeping still seemed to remain, along with the faint scent of jasmine from her body.

His eyes were lowered as he stared blankly at his index finger, which was covered with some clear, glistening water droplets.

Xiao Heye raised a finger, casually sniffed it below his nose, and a spark seemed to ignite in his deep eyes...

He put his index finger to his lips, sucked on it, kissed it, and then... put the whole finger in his mouth.

He absorbed and wiped away all the water stains on his fingertips, then ate them.

Li Xun walked in, bending low, and said cautiously, "Master, Her Majesty, she..."

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Xiao Heye asked, taking his fingertips out of his mouth and tilting his head slightly.

Li Xun hesitated for a long time before finally whispering, "The Empress is at the courtyard gate... she's alone there... it looks like she's crying."

“She cried very sadly…” Li Xun added.

Xiao Heye raised his eyes and stared intently at him, his voice filled with a chilling intent: "What, are you feeling sorry for him?"

"This servant dares not."

Xiao Heye sneered, rubbing his index fingertip against his lips, and said casually, "Why don't you go and talk to her, and have her come to our house and cry... Maybe we'll soften our hearts, and everything will be easier to handle?"

"This...this servant dares not."

Li Xun knew that he didn't mean what he said.

Besides, how could a mere servant dare to say such things to Consort Shu?

Are you tired of living?

"I dare not do this, I dare not do that..." Xiao Heye stood up from the bed with a gloomy face.

Then he took a thick, grayish-blue cloak from the wooden shelf, threw it hard at Li Xun, and said sternly, "Get out of here now!"

"yes."

Li Xun took the cloak and left the room.

Li Xun knew perfectly well what Xiao Heye's intention was in throwing this cloak at him.

In such cold weather, the supervisor was worried that the person outside might get frostbite.

Seeing Li Xun leave the room, Xiao Heye turned around and walked to the wooden stairs, climbing up the steps.

With each step, a heavy footstep echoed in the empty, silent room.

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