"Does Your Highness wish to see her off?" Xiao Heye asked.

"No need. The scene of separation is too painful. This is a good thing. If I really go... I can't help but shed a few tears, which will only make Mengxueji think I'm being sentimental."

Xiao Heye laughed and said, "If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have such good fortune. Your Majesty does good deeds anonymously, does she really want to be a living bodhisattva?"

"Mind your own business? I'm happy to..." Su Tiyue squinted her eyes, looking at him with a smug expression.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Xiao Heye pressed his advantage: "What are you happy about? Are you happy to sleep with me, or are you happy to plead for someone else?"

"Hmm?" He hummed in his throat, then pulled the small figure into his arms.

Su Tiyue clenched her fingers into a fist and punched him hard in the chest, saying coquettishly, "You're so impetuous..."

When she tried to hit him a second time, Xiao Heye's large hand gripped her slender, fair wrist tightly.

The cool sensation on her wrist reminded Su Tiyue of snow.

Ice and snow.

Snow-capped mountains that never melt.

There was also the unusual coldness emanating from Xiao Heye.

She tilted her head back, frowned, and stared intently at Xiao Heye with her clear, bright eyes for a long time before asking out of the blue, "If Master Xiao were born into royalty and Master Salo had prophesied that you were destined to be the Heavenly Fiend, what would you do?"

Xiao Heye looked completely normal, his eyebrows and face revealing nothing about him. He grabbed Su Tiyue's wrist and put it in his mouth.

She lightly bit Su Tiyue's hand, then said dismissively, "Doesn't Your Majesty think that I am destined to be cursed?"

Su Tiyue's eyes widened, clearly startled by his answer.

Xiao Heye smiled and continued, "If that day ever comes, people will say I am a jinx, that I am incompatible with the nation's destiny, and that everyone will want to kill me."

What should I do?

Xiao Heye chuckled coldly twice, then said simply, "If I die, I don't know if they will live. But if I am lucky enough to escape, they will all die..."

"Your Majesty, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Su Tiyue was taken aback.

He didn't speak.

Asking this question to a demon seems rather illogical.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhangyin was not born into the royal family.

Thankfully... what she just said was just a hypothetical situation.