Xiao Heye felt the fingers on his arm tighten slightly, noticing her unusual behavior. He followed Su Tiyue's gaze and saw the incense hall.
He frowned, feeling inexplicably irritated.
"Is something on your mind, Your Highness?"
He withdrew his gaze, his eyes fixed on Su Tiyue's slightly pale fingertips, slender as scallions and smooth as jade.
Su Tiyue snapped out of her daze, realizing her lapse in composure, and vehemently denied it, saying, "No, nothing."
"A few days ago, someone sent me tea, supposedly to relieve my worries. I wonder if Your Majesty would do me the honor of accepting it?"
Xiao Heye loved tea and was an excellent tea brewer. Everyone knew that if you wanted to please the Grand Master of Ceremonial, all you had to do was offer him good tea.
"Relief from Worries"—that's a nice name. I just wonder if drinking it will actually relieve one's worries...
Su Tiyue naturally understood Xiao Heye's intentions in his warm invitation, but she truly dared not accept his offer regarding her matter.
Mutual benefit and getting what you need sounds tempting, but unfortunately, Su Tiyue's heart is not in this.
Forget about vying for favor; she couldn't stand the sight of that tyrannical and debauched emperor, she just felt disgusted.
Even if one were to actually win that favor, with the emperor having three thousand beauties in his harem, who could guarantee that their favor would last?
At that time, they will become pawns in Xiao Heye's hands, and their fate will probably be miserable.
Thinking this, Su Tiyue shook her head slightly and directly declined his invitation.
"I've been out for a while now and I'm feeling a bit tired. There's no need for you to see me off any further, Master Xiao, since the Brocade Palace is very close to here anyway."
Seeing that she had withdrawn her hand, Xiao Heye lowered his head and chuckled a few times, but did not make things difficult for her: "Then this servant will not see Your Highness off. The roads are slippery in the snow, Your Highness, please drive carefully."
"Um."
After replying, Su Tiyue hurriedly left.
Although she didn't say it, Su Tiyue was truly terrified of him. Every time she was alone with him, she felt that time dragged on endlessly, the air around her seemed to freeze, and his domineering aura made it hard for her to breathe properly.
The matter of Prince Rong, the conditions proposed by Xiao Heye, and the matter of her father... one thing after another left her at a loss.
Lost in thought, Su Tiyue didn't pay attention to the path and slipped, nearly falling into the snow.
What a jinx!
Su Tiyue cursed him silently in her heart.
Xiao Heye stood motionless, staring at the retreating figure. He found her nearly stumble and fall rather endearing. A barely perceptible smile flickered in his unfathomable eyes.
He had repeatedly extended olive branches to Su Tiyue, wanting this Consort Shu to be his advisor, but she repeatedly evaded the offer.
Why would Xiao Heye be anxious if the fish weren't biting?
He's not in a hurry; he has plenty of patience and plenty of methods.
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