Squeak—
With a bang, the door to the Hall of Longevity opened and then closed.
A figure entered the hall, walking steadily and unhurriedly.
Through the screen, Su Tiyue looked up and saw that all-too-familiar figure walking towards her step by step.
He was extremely tall and had a straight posture. He wore a gray-blue brocade robe with a jade belt around his waist and a black cloak over it.
Su Tiyue vaguely remembered that Xiao Heye was dressed like this when she first met him.
She sat upright on the bed, her hands neatly folded on her lap, her fingers twitching slightly, her gaze towards Xiao Heye filled with complex confusion.
I was overwhelmed with emotions, my heart was surging.
But she didn't know what to say, and she didn't dare to say anything; she just silently looked at him.
The person before me had a handsome face, exuding an aura of coldness and aloofness. His facial features were strong and distinct, his thin lips were pursed into a line, and his eyes were deep and dark.
As he slowly approached, his chilling aura seemed to envelop Su Tiyue completely, trapping her within him.
Xiao Heye looked her up and down. Underneath the peach-colored palace dress, a pink bodice could be vaguely seen, which aroused endless imagination.
A pair of dark eyes stared at her with a half-smile, his Adam's apple bobbing before he slowly spoke, "Your Majesty is beautiful tonight, the Emperor is truly blessed..."
"Great, this servant can feast his eyes too, can't he?" Xiao Heye said in a drawn-out tone, speaking sarcastically.
Su Tiyue felt uncomfortable under his gaze, so she ignored him, got up, and walked to the rosewood table opposite her.
With her slender hands, she picked up the porcelain teacup that was upside down on the table, poured herself a cup of tea absentmindedly, and then lowered her head to take a small sip.
The tea was warm, but her heart was ice-cold.
As she put down the teacup, her fingers trembled slightly, and she accidentally spilled some of the tea.
She tucked her slender white fingers into her sleeves, turned around and looked at Xiao Heye with a complicated expression, her supple waist gently leaning against the table.
"Did you come all this way so late just to feast your eyes?" Her voice was soft and gentle, as if she had no temper at all, both gentle and aloof.
Just as he said, it was to see how Su Tiyue served the emperor and how she pleased this dog emperor.
Xiao Heye smiled and walked up to her. He raised his hand and gently lifted her chin, his tone light and lazy: "Yes... or no."
Or...?
A hint of surprise flashed in Su Tiyue's eyes, her brows furrowed slightly, and a glimmer of starlight suddenly appeared in her dim eyes.
Her lips parted slightly; she pondered for a moment, wanting to speak…
I wanted to ask him again.
But then she thought about it again. After how she treated Xiao Heye last night, even if she spoke up, he might not help her.
Xiao He was wild, unrestrained, and deep-thinking, as if he was always harboring a wicked intention, which made Su Tiyue fearful of him.
Seeing that she remained silent, Xiao Heye took a small step back and moved his fingers away from her chin.
He lowered his eyes and reached out to pick up the porcelain teacup on the table.
That was what Su Tiyue had left over, and it was stained with some of her lipstick color, bright red and alluring.
He twirled his long, slender fingers, deliberately placing the remaining crimson stain from the rim of the teacup on his lips and slowly caressing it, his dark eyes fixed intently on Su Tiyue's face.
A moment later, Xiao Heye drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, savoring the rouge on the teacup.
He curled his lips into a smile, his face seemingly conveying the words "I'm still not satisfied."
"Your Majesty, there was no poison, was there?" Xiao Heye stared at her moist, rosy lips, lowered his voice, and asked her slowly.
Her lips were soft and sweet; they weren't poison, they were a curse...
It bewitches people and captivates their souls.
Su Tiyue tilted her head slightly to look at him, her gaze gentle, with a faint pink tinge at the corners of her eyes.
Su Tiyue saw everything he did. She wasn't stupid, so how could she not know what Xiao Heye meant by doing this?
Suddenly, Su Tiyue took half a step towards him and snuggled into Xiao Heye's arms, her slender arms tightly wrapped around his waist.
She pressed her cheek against Xiao Heye's chest and said softly, "Master, I was wrong. You are a magnanimous person. Please forgive me this time, okay?"
"Tsk."
Xiao Heye didn't take it seriously and let her hug him.
He gently placed the teacup on the table, then lowered his head and slowly and deliberately played with the jade butterfly hanging from the gold hairpin in her hair. He asked casually, "What is Your Highness doing? Are you addicted to playing hard to get? Do you really think this servant is completely under your thumb...?"
Su Tiyue shook her head and whispered, "No, I was really scared by you last night. The palm print... I thought I could do it too. I thought I was ready, but..."
But when it really came down to it, she backed down.
It's her fault for being useless...
Su Tiyue has never been a bold person. Whether facing the emperor or Xiao Heye, she calmly acted and flirted with them, which actually took all her courage and boldness.
She is not good at playing games with others.
She felt that Xiao Heye viewed her as a pawn, a stepping stone for his meteoric rise to power.
But Li Xun's words that day made her want to take a gamble.
His coldness and distance might really be to protect her...
Later, she would use the pretext of getting close to the emperor to test Xiao Heye repeatedly and press him step by step.
The final step was to use herself as bait last night, hoping to gamble on a natural and inevitable outcome.
Unfortunately, Su Tiyue had never experienced such a scene before, and she was so frightened that she lost her mind and fled in panic.
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