"Have you thought about how to answer our question?" Xiao Heye sat upright in the armchair in the front hall of Xinrong Palace, his face ashen.
He raised his teacup and took a small sip, his sharp gaze sweeping over Consort Wan: "I'll only give Consort Wan the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. If you delay any longer, I'm afraid..."
Consort Wan turned to look at the situation in the courtyard outside. Li Xun had sent people to surround her palace, which was bad enough, but all the servants serving in Xinrong Palace were being severely tortured.
The methods were extremely cruel. The eunuchs could tolerate it, but the palace maids had a much harder time... They were tortured to the point of screaming and howling.
"Without evidence, you're using torture without permission. Does Master Xiao not take the palace rules seriously?" Consort Wan asked, though she was feeling guilty.
Xiao Heye glanced at her sideways and said in a low voice, "I don't have time to talk about rules with Your Highness... I'll ask one last time, where is he?"
Consort Wan was not to be outdone: "I don't know."
"Tsk, then we'll just wait and see. Your Majesty, if all those people outside are as stubborn as you, they're doomed. Once they're dead..."
Xiao Heye curled his lips into a smile, his voice as cold as ice: "Once they're all dead, I'll have a good questioning of Your Highness. I also want to know whether Your Highness is more stubborn or whether my methods are more effective?"
"How dare you! How dare you be disrespectful to me?" Consort Wan lost control of her emotions and roared loudly with her eyes wide open.
Xiao Heye did not speak, responding only to Consort Wan's silence.
If it weren't for the need to find out Su Tiyue's whereabouts, he wouldn't have wanted to say a single word to Consort Wan.
Xiao Heye calmly withdrew his gaze, listening to the heart-wrenching cries outside, his worry growing heavier.
The longer Su Tiyue stays here, the greater the danger she faces.
A short while later, Li Xun pushed open the door and came in, followed by a young palace maid who had been tortured so badly that she could barely walk.
He was covered in blood and his face was streaked with tears.
The young palace maid glanced at Xiao Heye sitting in the room, then at Consort Wan beside her. The maid was young and had never experienced anything so terrifying; her body simply couldn't withstand the torture.
Finally, she relented and was brought in by Li Xun.
Xiao Heye leaned down, his sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on the young palace maid: "Yong'an City is so big, you only need to say one place name. Tell me... where is my home?"
The young palace maid's ten fingers had been pinched beyond recognition. She knelt on the ground, trembling like a leaf, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Replying to Master Xiao, this servant does not know the exact location. I only overheard someone among them let it slip one day. It's in... Suinan Road."
Suinan Road isn't long, but finding the opera troupe's hiding place in a short time won't be an easy task.
The only clue is that the south side of this road is where the powerful and wealthy live, while the north side is where the poor live.
It seems that to find the whereabouts of this opera troupe, all we need to do is send more people to search to the north.
Having gotten a direction, Xiao Heye immediately stood up and walked outside.
"It's too late... The person Master Xiao is looking for is already dead!" Just now, Consort Wan might have been able to argue that Su Tiyue's disappearance had nothing to do with her. But now, one of her subordinates couldn't withstand the torture and confessed. Consort Wan knew she had angered Xiao Heye, so she decided to go all out.
Beneath his wide sleeves, Xiao Heye clenched his fists. He didn't turn around, but uttered a few cold words: "You'd better pray that she's safe and sound, otherwise our family will wipe out your entire clan to pay for her death."
"Whether it's the Empress Dowager or the Prince of Huainan, no one in the entire Northern Liang can protect you... If Consort Wan wants to escape, she can start packing her bags and getting out of here now... But remember, we will find you no matter where you are."
After Xiao Heye finished speaking, he strode out of Xinrong Palace, mounted his horse, and galloped wildly out of the palace.
The moon...
wait for me……
Throughout the journey, Xiao Heye had only this thought in his mind.
Over the years, Xiao Heye has lost countless things.
He lost the love of his family at a very young age. He was abandoned, demoted to a commoner, and almost lost his life.
However, he was born with detached emotions and had an indifferent attitude towards everyone and everything around him.
Except for Hanzhou.
Xiao Heye and Han Zhou had a life-or-death bond, and they even shared the same goal: to destroy this hypocritical world.
Therefore, for a long time, Xiao Heye always felt that what he possessed and lost in this world was not that important.
Because possession is only temporary.
Loss is only temporary.
Joy and sorrow, regret and hope, are all fleeting experiences in life. If that's the case, why should people experience extreme joy or sorrow?
Perhaps it's better to let nature take its course...
But only today did he realize that it wasn't like that.
He could accept losing everything, having nothing at all, but he couldn't live without Su Tiyue.
For Xiao Heye, Su Tiyue was the most unique person in the world.
So, no matter what, Yue'er... you must wait for me.
In his most desperate and painful moments, Xiao Heye could only vent his hatred by killing.
So... if Su Tiyue really gets into trouble, he will definitely order the Eastern Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and all their subordinates, to wipe out Yong'an and destroy this imperial city.
...
On the other side of Yong'an City.
Su Tiyue was woken up by a basin of cold water.
When she opened her eyes, she was bound to a chair and unable to move, and her mouth was stuffed with a black cloth.
This isn't inside the palace; it's outside the palace...
She turned her head and glanced around at her surroundings; it was a dilapidated house.
In front of her stood several burly middle-aged men with stubble on their faces.
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