Night Pavilion.

The door to Xiao Heye's room was pushed open and then gently closed.

He just carried Su Tiyue back, put her on the bed, and then went out again.

Su Tiyue sat obediently on the bed waiting for him, but when she saw him walk past the screen and reappear in front of her,

In that hand, where the veins were bulging, there was something else.

It's a rope.

It's a dark gray hemp rope, about the thickness of a thumb, commonly used for binding things.

Su Tiyue frowned, stood up uneasily, looked at the thing in his hand, and looked at it with a face full of doubt.

She said cautiously, "The seal, you..."

Xiao Heye smiled and stood a short distance away from her. He belatedly realized that he had hidden the rope behind his back and said in a low voice, "Take it off."

Seeing her standing there blankly, not making a move for a long time.

Xiao Heye casually pulled a chair from beside him, sat down lazily, stretched out his long legs, and put the rope on his legs.

He leaned back slightly, arms crossed, looking at her with interest, and said again, "Be good."

Su Tiyue silently took a step back, her slender, jade-like fingers nervously clenching the hem of her skirt, and asked softly, "Is this... the first request made by the Palm Seal?"

"Hmm." He didn't open his mouth; the word came out as a hum from his throat.

His voice was deep and resonant.

It seemed to contain an indescribable, burning desire.

"I remember you promised me about that palm print... You mustn't touch that area..."

Su Tiyue said this in a very shameful way.

Xiao Heye naturally understood where she meant by "there".

He smiled at her, his voice wicked and sinister: "Your Majesty can dawdle a little longer. Once this servant loses his patience, there's no place I can't touch..."

Su Tiyue: "..."

"Oh." Su Tiyue lowered her head, her fair face flushed red instantly, the blush spreading down her delicate cheeks to her ears.

She frowned and reluctantly began to undress...

Only when she was left wearing nothing but a pink bralette and moon-white underpants did she tentatively look up at him.

If she takes off any more clothes, she'll truly be completely naked.

Xiao Heye sat not far from her, his deep eyes as dark as ink, silently watching the girl's curvaceous body.

This little thing of his...

Xiao Heye couldn't help but swallow hard, his sword-like eyebrows twitching slightly.

This little thing has a graceful and slender figure; it seems that every inch of her skin is silently exuding an alluring fragrance, making one want to crush her, to ruin her...

Long, slender legs, a delicate waist, and a full, snow-white bosom...

And that timid, innocent, petite face, looking at me with such shyness.

A youthful innocence tinged with alluring desire.

...

"Go up."

He stood up, holding the rope, and approached her step by step, his tone forceful and authoritative, brooking no argument.

Su Tiyue was terribly flustered, but she dared not disobey him. She could only climb onto the bed tremblingly, then reached out and pulled a corner of the brocade quilt to cover herself.

She looked up at him silently.

It looks just like a wounded kitten, hiding in a corner, afraid of being bullied.

Xiao Heye sat sideways on the edge of the bed, pulled back the brocade quilt, and without saying a word took her hand and slowly wrapped the rope around her wrist.

Su Tiyue's eyes reddened with fear, and she asked tremblingly, "Palm Seal, what exactly are you going to do...?"

"Now that things have come to this, does Your Majesty still not see it?"

Xiao Heye lowered his eyes, leaned closer to her, and gently bit the earring on her ear, putting it in his mouth. He mumbled something indistinctly:

"This servant wants to hit someone..."

What?!

He wanted to hit someone...

Su Tiyue shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face: "No, no, palm print... let's talk this out, please don't hit me, Yue'er is afraid of pain."

"Look, my foot still hurts, can't I skip the injection?"

"..."

She cried and tried to back away, but she couldn't muster any strength.

After struggling for a long time, its body remained in the same place, without moving an inch.

At this moment, Su Tiyue was far more miserable than a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Xiao Heye chuckled softly, released her earring from his mouth, and straightened up.

Cool, slender fingertips slid down her smooth, elegant neck, casually landing on her full breasts, and gently pressed...

It's soft and yielding there; you sink in with the slightest touch, and when you let go, it bounces back obediently.

The more silent Xiao Heye remained, the more uneasy she became, and her sobs grew rapid and broken.

She sniffed and said softly, "Did I upset you by making the Master carry my shoes earlier...? I won't do it again next time, okay? Next time, I'll carry your shoes instead..."

Su Tiyue quickly tried to recall what she had done to offend him.

But at this moment, my mind was foggy and I seemed unable to think clearly.

"It's not because of that. Your Majesty, didn't I say I wanted to settle things with you properly?"

"It's only been a few days. I wonder if Your Majesty still remembers... how you deliberately provoked, teased, and fooled this servant in front of the Emperor?"

this……

Is a real reckoning really in order?!

Who would have thought Xiao Heye would hold such a grudge?

Su Tiyue's eyes widened in astonishment. She quickly explained, "I... I was just acting. The Master is exceptionally intelligent and talented... You wouldn't have missed it, would you?"

Xiao Heye raised an eyebrow and said deliberately, "Oh... so Your Highness was acting? This servant didn't see through it at all..."

Su Tiyue said, "Really, really, I hate the Emperor so much, how could I possibly go out of my way to get close to him? In the end, it's all about getting the seal of office..."

She said, "At worst, I'll stay far away from him from now on and never provoke the Palm Printer again."

"The future?" He raised the lilt at the end of his sentence, staring intently at Su Tiyue. "Does Your Majesty still want a future?"

"No, no... that's not what I meant."

"What I mean is..."

Su Tiyue was terrified, but she didn't know how to explain.

No matter what she says now, Xiao Heye will deliberately misinterpret her meaning...

The more you talk, the more wrong you get, and the more mistakes you make...

Xiao Heye ignored her, stood up, and strode towards the mahogany wardrobe opposite him. He bent down and opened the drawers one by one, as if searching for something.

Su Tiyue froze on the spot...

Could it be that scary thing again?

She swallowed helplessly. Hadn't she already promised herself?

So you've already changed your mind?

Are eunuchs really going to go this far?

...