"Your Majesty, is there anything else you wish to say?" Xiao Heye asked patiently, his head bowed.
After leaving the Hall of Longevity, the two seemed to have lingered too long on this cobblestone path.
The drizzle continued to fall, and Xiao Heye worried that Su Tiyue, being delicate and frail, would catch a cold and fall ill again.
That wouldn't be fun.
Su Tiyue smiled at him with her eyes crinkling, her fair and smooth cheeks blooming like a flower, delicate and alluring. "I've said everything I wanted to say. Let's go back, Master Xiao."
Seeing her smile, Xiao Heye lowered his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth. As usual, he leaned forward slightly, offered her his arm, and said, "Please, Your Highness."
Su Tiyue pulled her cloak tighter around herself, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as she gazed at the arm he offered. She paused...
I thought about it for a little while.
Then, she stretched out her slender, delicate fingers and stroked his strong, powerful forearm, instead of placing them on it as naturally as before.
Su Tiyue, palm up, reached under his arm and gently grasped Xiao Heye's large hand.
Her soft, silky little fingers slipped between Xiao Heye's fingers like needles, until their fingers were intertwined.
She pursed her lips slightly, her bright and clear eyes curving into two small crescent moons, her voice melodious and pleasant. Su Tiyue smiled gently: "Please give me your seal."
Clearly, Xiao Heye hadn't expected her to do that.
The usually composed and reserved Xiao Zhangyin was suddenly at a loss, his heart pounding wildly like a deer.
Also, Su Tiyue's smile... he felt like he had seen it before.
Although the smile wasn't directed at Xiao Heye, he still remembered it vividly.
That day, when the Crown Prince returned to the palace, Su Tiyue smiled like this when she saw her father and mother outside the main hall.
Her eyebrows curved, her smile was as beautiful as a flower, and her face was full of spring breeze...
Xiao Heye sometimes wanted to see her cry, because when Su Tiyue cried, her face was like a pear blossom in the rain, so pitiful and touching that it made people feel sorry for her.
But he had to admit that Su Tiyue was actually much prettier when she smiled than when she cried...
Especially when I smile at myself...
It's so beautiful... it's almost overwhelming.
*
Su Tiyue twisted her ankle just now, but it wasn't serious; it only hurt slightly when she walked.
Moreover, the two of them were not walking very fast.
As they approached Taiye Pond, Su Tiyue seemed to remember something terrible.
She suddenly stopped and tugged at Xiao Heye's hand.
Xiao Heye turned around and looked at her with a puzzled expression, asking, "What's wrong?"
"Master, what about your brother... He doesn't seem to like me, or my second brother either."
Along the way, although it seemed that most of the matters in the palace had been sorted out and resolved, she always felt that something was missing, that something was not right.
It only just occurred to me that Han Zhou was also someone not to be trifled with.
Xiao Heye lowered his brows, his eyes darkening: "Your Majesty, rest assured, Su Lang has already returned to your Su residence."
"What about me? What if he tries to get back at me later?"
"Is Your Majesty afraid?" He raised an eyebrow and asked her.
Su Tiyue said earnestly, "I'm afraid. Although I've only met him once, I already know his character. He's vicious and unscrupulous."
"Is that so?" Xiao Heye said dismissively, a chilling light gleaming in his dark pupils.
"But what Your Highness just said was all taught to him by this servant. Does Your Highness also consider this servant to be a vicious and unscrupulous person?"
Su Tiyue bit her lip, somewhat hesitant to respond.
She lowered her head, trying to pull her hand away from Xiao Heye's.
But Xiao Heye had no intention of letting go; instead, he gripped her even tighter.
Realizing he might have frightened her again, Xiao Heye's expression softened slightly. He paused and said, "With this servant here, no one will be allowed to harm Your Highness."
"Including Hanzhou."
This wasn't just a joke; it was a serious promise to her.
This little thing in front of him was the apple of Xiao Heye's eye, the apple of his eye...
If anyone dares to touch Su Tiyue in the slightest, Xiao Heye will definitely kill him.
Su Tiyue murmured softly, "I'm afraid that even if the palm seal has the will, it may not be able to protect me at all times."
With a slight pull of his muscular arms, Xiao Heye drew her into his embrace. His chin rested on the top of her head, and his voice was deep: "If I can't even protect a little woman, then I don't need to be the head of the Directorate of Ceremonial, nor the supervisor of the Eastern Depot. I'd rather... go to Tingyu Tower and help Your Highness carry her shoes."
Xiao Heye had already reached the pinnacle of his position, and he didn't even respect the emperor, let alone anyone else.
How tragic it would be if someone in a position of power couldn't even protect the people they truly loved.
Although Xiao Heye couldn't be 100% certain he could protect Su Tiyue—after all, he couldn't keep her with him every second—he was certain...
If someone really hurt her, Xiao Heye will definitely make the perpetrator wish they were dead.
...
Su Tiyue frowned, picked up her shoes...?
Should I ask Master Xiao to help me with my shoes?
This... seems like something worth a try.
Su Tiyue suddenly shoved Xiao Heye away, kicking her shoes far away with her feet.
She squinted and said slowly, "My shoes didn't fit today, so I just tripped and fell. Also, these shoes are too small, they're squeezing my toes sore, and there's a handprint... hug me."
Xiao Heye knew she was doing it on purpose, but he didn't say anything and let her do as she pleased.
Seeing him approach silently, intending to pick her up, Su Tiyue playfully took a few steps back and pointed to the shoes on the ground: "You can't just leave these shoes here, can you?"
Xiao Heye snorted coldly: "Tsk, does Your Highness really want this servant to carry your shoes?"
"So what if it is?"
"It's not that it's impossible, but... Your Highness, shouldn't you..."
Before Xiao He could finish speaking, Su Tiyue stepped forward, tiptoed, and kissed the protruding spot on his throat.
Then, she stretched out her nimble little tongue and gently slid it from bottom to top over his Adam's apple.
This action is much more exciting than just hooking your fingers.
Xiao Heye looked down at her, burning with desire, his throat itching.
He swallowed hard, his eyes reddening as he turned around, bent down to pick up the shoes from the ground, then scooped Su Tiyue up in his arms and strode towards the South Garden.
"Your Majesty, this servant has many, many debts to settle with you."
"But there's no rush. I'll calculate everything clearly, one by one."
Su Tiyue: "..."
She was just joking... really.
Oh no, I've really messed things up...
Su Tiyue hid in his arms, wanting to cry but unable to shed a tear.
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