As their breaths mingled, Xiao Heye's hand, which was on his hip, began to wander.

His hand slid up from Su Tiyue's waist, gently stroking her slender, smooth neck, and then slowly moved down.

When Su Tiyue left the palace, she was still wearing that autumn-colored cross-collar ruqun, an outfit that suited his taste perfectly.

Cool fingers slipped inside the collar and easily grasped that soft, snow-white skin.

Su Tiyue was startled by the coolness, her eyes widened as she stared at him, struggling to push him away, but he held her even tighter, his fingers applying a little more force...

It hurt a little when I pinched her...

"Just for a moment... Your Majesty, is that alright?" He released Su Tiyue's lips, panting heavily, his voice thick and hoarse.

"Palm print, be gentle..." Su Tiyue said softly, "It hurts..."

"Um……"

Her words implied that she agreed.

Xiao Heye's kiss landed again.

Gone was the forceful and hurried feeling from before; instead, it was slow, leisurely, and gentle, as if one were savoring some delicacy.

Su Tiyue gradually adapted to his breathing and rhythm. Although her body was tense, her breathing was much more stable than before.

Xiao Heye has large hands, and due to years of martial arts training, the pads of each finger are covered with thin calluses and are not smooth.

Each time the rough fingertips glide over that spot on the slightly raised, snowy skin...

Su Tiyue's whole body would involuntarily tremble slightly.

As her body reacted strangely, a blush silently spread from her cheeks to the base of her ears.

The more sensitive she was, the less Xiao Heye wanted to let "it" go.

...

The carriage stopped in front of a strange and secluded house. The eunuch driving the carriage got off and knocked on the door. After asking around, he learned that, unfortunately, the owner of the house was not home.

The young eunuch trotted to the carriage and whispered, "Master, Doctor Wen isn't here today. What do you think of this...?"

Xiao Heye frowned, looked up at the wound on Su Tiyue's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Then forget it, come again another day."

The young eunuch replied "Yes," and then asked, "Sir, shall we return to the palace now or go somewhere else?"

"Return to the palace..." Xiao Heye curled the corners of his lips, deliberately saying the wrong thing.

Upon hearing those two words, Su Tiyue anxiously reached out and tugged at Xiao Heye's clothes, her brows furrowed as she looked at him with a pitiful expression.

What palace? Xiao Heye clearly promised Su Tiyue that he would take her to visit the Su residence.

Why did you suddenly change your mind again?

"Your Majesty is getting impatient? Just teasing you..." Xiao Heye laughed as he withdrew the hand, then lifted a corner of the carriage curtain and looked outside as dusk deepened.

He thought for a moment and said to the young eunuch, "Go back to Qiushui Residence and wait. I have some things to take care of."

The young eunuch asked, "Master, aren't you taking a carriage anymore?"

"Um."

Xiao Heye lowered the carriage curtain and helped Su Tiyue straighten the wrinkled clothes on her chest.

Then he got off the carriage with Su Tiyue.

It's not far from the Su family mansion; it takes about half an incense stick's time to walk here.

Since she enjoys the lively atmosphere outside the palace so much, let's take her for a walk and let her see more of the world.

This little rascal, when he listens, he's really a handful.

"Master, are we really not going to be recognized like this?"

Su Tiyue looked at the hand that Xiao Heye was holding tightly in hers.

This same hand was the one that misbehaved towards her just now.

Xiao Heye tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at her: "So what if you recognized me?"

"..."

Su Tiyue was speechless for a long time after hearing his words.

That's true. Xiao Heye has always been used to doing whatever he wants, whether he's inside or outside the palace.

It seems that wherever he is, he is the law, he is the heavens...

In this world, there are only two kinds of people who are fearless: madmen and lunatics.

The other type is those who are reckless and don't want to live anymore.

Xiao Heye happens to fit both criteria.

He is...

A reckless madman is also a madman who doesn't want to live anymore.

*

As the two entered a narrow alley, it suddenly started to rain, a light drizzle that gradually grew heavier.

Night fell, and spring rain began to fall again.

Unfortunately, they didn't bring umbrellas.

Xiao Heye led her through the alley and then took shelter from the rain under the eaves of a house.

Su Tiyue lowered her head and smoothed her rain-soaked hair with her hand, muttering softly, "Looks like I'm having a bad day. I couldn't find a doctor, and I got soaked in the rain..."

Xiao Heye heard her speak, and...

Besides Su Tiyue's voice, Xiao Heye also heard other sounds.

The sound of rain pattering on the eaves, the sound of water droplets falling to the ground.

besides……

Heavy, hurried footsteps echoed "tap tap tap" on the waterlogged ground...

One, two, three...

Xiao Heye's ears twitched as he silently counted in his mind.

There were six people in total, or maybe more...

He curled the corners of his lips into a smile, took out a dark blue handkerchief from his sleeve, gently covered Su Tiyue's eyes, and whispered:

"Your Majesty, you're right, our luck wasn't great today. But their luck was even worse..."

"Who...who are they?" Su Tiyue opened her mouth, only to find that everything was pitch black and she couldn't see anything.

Xiao Heye blindfolded her with a handkerchief. Su Tiyue instinctively tried to pull it off, but Xiao Heye grabbed her wrist. "Cover your ears with both hands, don't look or listen... Your Highness, be good."

His voice suddenly became much colder and more sinister.

Before the words were finished, a fierce sound of fighting and killing came from nearby.

In an instant, swords flashed and blood splattered, and the sounds of battle shook the heavens...

Su Tiyue suddenly realized the meaning behind Xiao Heye's words.

They... were referring to the people who came to assassinate Xiao Heye.

She stepped back, leaning her back against the wall, placing herself in a safe corner.

Su Tiyue didn't know how many people they had brought in total.

But she knew that no matter how many people the other side had, as long as Xiao Heye was there, no one could hurt her.

Hearing the screams and howls all around her, Su Tiyue's mind went blank.

...

People who wanted to kill Xiao Heye came in waves, and then fell one after another.

Xiao Heye was absolutely right; their luck was indeed terrible.

If they encountered Xiao Heye, they wouldn't even have a chance to survive, so what luck could they possibly have?

Killing people didn't frighten or intimidate Xiao Heye; it only excited, pleased, and delighted him...

Xiao Heye fought fiercely in the rain, a chilling and eerie smile playing on his lips.

He couldn't understand it...

How could anyone in this world be so stupid as to hand their life over to him?