(Aside: Minister Xiao is a fake eunuch. As for why he did this... it's because he doesn't want to reveal his true identity yet. He wasn't serious! He was just trying to scare her! The female lead discovers the eunuch is fake later on her own.)
Xiao Heye carried her to the bed and pinned her down. The faint scent of sandalwood filled the air.
His strong and powerful body pressed down on Su Tiyue, all his tenderness and forbearance turning into aggressive aggression and plunder.
Xiao Heye wouldn't let her back down, nor would he let her clench her teeth; his kisses rained down like a storm...
He pressed down hard on Su Tiyue's wrist, his fingers slowly weaving into hers until their fingers were tightly intertwined.
Su Tiyue was almost suffocated by his kiss.
Xiao Heye pinched her fingertips, looking at her with ill intent.
"Is it alright, Your Majesty...?"
He released Su Tiyue's lips and asked her in a low voice.
Su Tiyue looked at him with fear and helplessness, then turned her head to look at her palm, realizing the intention behind his question.
Her fingers trembled as she tried to throw the thing in her hand away, but to her dismay... Xiao Heye's large hand was still firmly wrapped around her fingers.
...
Looking back, Su Tiyue kept shaking her head. Her lips, which he had sucked on, were slightly swollen and trembling. She kept saying, "No, no..."
"Tsk, what... doesn't Your Majesty like it? This was specially prepared for you by your servant." He dragged out his words, slowly and deliberately pinching her fingertips.
Su Tiyue was so frightened that she lost all ability to speak. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam: "I don't like it, I...I...I'm scared..."
"What are you afraid of? Afraid of hurting Her Majesty...?"
"Hmm?" Xiao Heye snorted coldly, looking at her with a mocking expression.
These past few days, Su Tiyue has been putting on an act in front of the emperor, making him both jealous and resentful. Even though he knows it's just a show, Xiao Heye is still so angry he's itching to bite her.
At that moment, Xiao Heye thought to himself, "I must make her cry, I must make her feel fear..."
In this palace, you can mess with the emperor, you can mess with anyone, but you absolutely cannot mess with Xiao Heye.
"The palm print...can we change it...?" She sniffed and asked softly.
“Of course you can…” Xiao Heye’s voice was gentle and warm, but a meaningful smile appeared in his eyes.
He freed his right hand and gently stroked her lips with his index and middle fingers, then slipped them into her mouth and stirred them enticingly. He asked her, "Your Majesty, would you like to choose one, or... both?"
"The palm print, I..."
Su Tiyue shook her head; she didn't want to choose anything, and she didn't want anything.
At this moment, Su Tiyue secretly hoped that Xiao Heye was a normal man.
At least, it has warmth.
I've heard that although those eunuchs are missing one thing, their methods of toying with women are endless, insane, and even a thousand times or a hundred times worse than normal men.
Who knows what methods Xiao Heye, a madman, might use to torture her?
Su Tiyue grew increasingly frightened as she thought about it, her brows furrowed as she pulled her wrist away from his grasp.
She pushed against his chest, trying to push the man off her.
Xiao Heye obediently sat up, not pressing her down, and curled his lips into a smile as he spread his palms at her, indicating that he would let her off the hook...
Like a merciful demon, let her go this time.
wrong.
He only let her go temporarily...
Xiao Heye sat on the edge of the bed with an indifferent expression, casually playing with the jade thumb ring on his thumb, occasionally glancing up at the frightened little white rabbit on the bed...
Let her run away, let her hide...
She hid in the corner, curled up and trembling, looking at him pitifully.
With a smile on his face, Xiao Heye reached out his long arm, grabbed her ankle, and pulled her in front of him...
Su Tiyue screamed and cried as she struggled to crawl further away from him...
This went on several times until she was too exhausted to run away and her crying gradually became hoarse.
He wasn't angry, and patiently played along with her game of cat and mouse...
Anyway, he wasn't the one who was tired, nor was he the one who broke down.
He simply found it interesting... extremely interesting.
...
Tsk.
Xiao Heye couldn't help but think about it for a moment...
What metaphor would be appropriate for this situation?
It's like...
A powerful and savage beast stares intently at its newly acquired prey, pretending to let it escape, then snatching it back before it can run away... and continues to watch it.
It's a determination to win, a manipulation, and torture...
Unfortunately, Xiao Heye's little prey was too weak and delicate, unable to withstand his manipulation or torment.
One last time, Xiao Heye forcefully pulled her ankle, the one with the small bell tied to it, and then heavily pressed Su Tiyue down beneath him, his tone icy and sinister, brooking no argument:
"From now on... Your Majesty, you are not allowed to cry, shout, or run away."
"This servant's patience has its limits... Your Majesty should consider this carefully."
Xiao Heye leaned down and kissed her lips again, then moved down, nibbling lightly and firmly at her slender, delicate neck, his touch gentle yet forceful…
Su Tiyue's eyes were swollen from crying, and her voice was hoarse. She carefully clutched Xiao Heye's collar and pleaded, "Master, please don't do this... please don't do this, okay?"
She had never been so scared in her entire life.
No... it wasn't just fear, it was also despair, helplessness, and sorrow...
Hearing her speak, Xiao Heye paused, then said in a low voice, "Your Highness, since you can't escape anyway, instead of struggling and resisting, you might as well enjoy this moment. This servant will serve Your Highness well..."
"All men are like this; the more you resist, the more excited they become..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Heye grabbed Su Tiyue's hands with his left hand and firmly imprisoned them above her head.
His cold, merciless thin lips bit down hard on her delicate shoulder.
His knees were half-kneeling...
Her right hand slipped through the tulle skirt unexpectedly...
Seeing him like this, Su Tiyue struggled with all her might... to stop him from continuing.
Unfortunately, Xiao Heye was strong and powerful, and even with all her strength, she could not resist him at all.
...
Su Tiyue then began to cry softly, very softly...
She was afraid of angering Xiao Heye, so she didn't dare to cry out loud, and she was also afraid that Xiao Heye would do that to her...
So all she could do was sob softly, feeling wronged.
Her voice was melodious and mournful, pitiful and heartbreaking.
Su Tiyue cried and whispered, "Xiao Heye, please don't do this, please..."
"You scared me...you really scared me."
"Waaaaah..."
She cried and begged him, hoping to awaken his senses, make him more rational, and get him to treat her better.
Even a little bit will do...
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