Xiao Heye turned around indifferently, looked at the emperor who stood motionless in place, and casually twirled the jade thumb ring on his thumb.
A deep, husky voice echoed in the room: "His Majesty is so drunk he is unconscious. Someone... prepare a hangover remedy."
Li Xun stood at the door and whispered, "Yes."
"Minister Xiao, I'm sober now... I don't need to drink this hangover soup, do I?" The emperor said softly, his previous arrogant demeanor completely gone, as Xiao Heye finally spoke.
Xiao Heye was tall and slender, a full head taller than the emperor. Standing in front of the emperor, he looked down at the emperor.
Xiao Heye lowered his eyes, his voice sounding as if squeezed out from between his teeth, "If Your Majesty were sober, you would know... this is not a place for you."
The emperor was terrified by his appearance and nodded repeatedly, agreeing with him, saying, "Yes, yes, my dear minister, you are right. I am drunk, I am confused... I will go back to the Hall of Longevity and drink some sobering soup."
After speaking, the emperor straightened his disheveled dragon robe and was about to step out.
"close the door."
Xiao Heye's voice rang out again, clearly indicating that he did not want to let the emperor leave just like that.
Xiao Anzi glanced at the emperor, then at Xiao Heye, pondered for a moment, then lowered his head and slowly walked to the door, raising his hand to close it.
Xiao Heye casually dragged a chair from behind him, slowly walked behind the emperor, pressed down on the emperor's shoulder with his hand, and made him sit on the stool.
Leaning down close to the emperor's ear, he said wickedly, "Your Majesty, look carefully... This door to Tingyu Tower is easy to enter but difficult to exit. I feel sorry for Your Majesty being drunk. Would you please drink some hangover soup before returning?"
The emperor had known Xiao Heye for many years, but he had never seen such a terrifying and chilling palm print.
At this moment, Xiao Heye was nothing more than an arrogant and conceited monster...
No, he's not a monster, he's a demon, a monster...
However, none of the emperor's personal attendants were brought in, so he had no choice but to follow Xiao Heye's arrangements.
The door to the room opened, and Li Xun entered carrying a hangover soup, which he then respectfully handed to the emperor.
The emperor took the bowl...
After swallowing a large mouthful of herbal medicine, I shivered all over, and a chill ran through my internal organs.
It is indeed a hangover soup, but unfortunately it is cold, or rather... iced.
The emperor frowned as he looked at Li Xun, then turned to look at Xiao Heye. He pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he drank the rest of the medicine without saying a word.
The emperor thought he could leave after finishing this bowl of wine, but as soon as he stood up, Xiao Heye pressed him down heavily from behind: "Your Majesty, I never said you could leave..."
"Have enough to drink. Sober up before you leave," Xiao Heye added.
As soon as he finished speaking, five or six more eunuchs entered the room, each carrying a tray with three large bowls of hangover soup.
"This...this...Minister Xiao, you must be joking, right?"
The emperor looked at the hangover soup in front of him and turned to look at him uneasily.
Xiao Heye's eyes were cold. He leaned down and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "This is only the first round, Your Majesty. When you drink later, don't make the slightest noise or speak... Our Consort Shu doesn't like to hear your voice."
"She feels nauseous whenever she hears your voice..."
"Have you remembered? If you can't, I'll personally serve the Emperor a drink..."
He straightened up and said this slowly and deliberately.
The emperor swallowed hard in alarm. He knew Xiao Heye was a madman, but he hadn't expected this...
I know there will come a day when I will be tormented by this madman.
He thought...
Regardless, Xiao Heye would always consider his status as emperor.
Bowl after bowl of herbal medicine went down my throat, bitter and cold...
The key issue is that there's simply no way to finish it all.
...
When Li Xun came in again, he was carrying a small basin of hot water and some ointment for treating wounds. He bypassed the emperor and went straight to Su Tiyue, then gently placed the things in his hands on the table next to him.
Xiao Heye's expression improved slightly upon seeing this.
Even though Xiao Heye hadn't given any instructions, Li Xun was a meticulous and thoughtful person.
Li Xun seems to always know what he should say, what he should do, and... how he should do it.
Xiao Heye soaked the soft cotton towel in hot water for a while, then wrung it out until it was half dry, and wiped Su Tiyue's tear-stained face clean little by little, and then wiped away the half-dried bloodstains on her forehead.
When he applied the medicine to her, he was very, very gentle, pressing and rubbing it around the wound as lightly as cotton.
"Does it hurt?" Xiao Heye asked gently.
Su Tiyue pursed her lips and shook her head...
She thought for a while...
Her bright, watery eyes blinked twice.
Then she nodded slightly at him.
It hurts, it hurts so much...
But she still refused to speak, only staring at Xiao Heye's face, which had two faces.
Su Tiyue saw it; Xiao Heye had a violent and ferocious face when he looked at the emperor.
But to her, he had a gentle and kind face.
After treating her wounds, Xiao Heye pulled up a chair and sat down next to Su Tiyue.
The two men sat to the side and behind the emperor, silently watching him drink bowl after bowl of hangover soup.
Xiao Heye reached his hand under the plush blanket, touched her small hand, and gently squeezed it before realizing...
It turned out that Su Tiyue was still clutching that hairpin tightly in her hand...
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