After some time, the rain stopped.
Su Tiyue's mind was a complete blank; she didn't know how she left that family's house.
Su Tiyue only remembered Xiao Heye's hand that gripped her shoulder tightly, and the undercurrents in the depths of his eyes.
Furthermore, as her crying subsided, Xiao Heye's body gradually calmed down.
...
When she regained consciousness, Xiao Heye had already taken her back to Qiushui Residence, changed her into clean clothes, and then put her on the carriage back to the palace.
On the way back, the two remained silent.
The carriage was covered with soft, thick apricot-colored velvet carpets.
Su Tiyue sat at the very back of the carriage, her body curled up in a ball, her arms wrapped around her calves, her chin resting lightly on her knees, staring blankly at her toes with her head down.
She dared not look at Xiao Heye, nor dared she speak to him.
Xiao Heye was quite sensible, probably knowing that she was frightened by his identity, so he decided to give Su Tiyue some time to sort out her thoughts and didn't disturb her...
He took a clean white cloth and slowly wiped his sword.
From the blade to the hilt, it was polished until it shone brightly, inside and out.
It was spotless, and there wasn't even a trace of blood.
The sharp blade gleamed with a cold, silvery-white light. Xiao Heye contentedly sheathed the sword and placed it beside him. Then he stretched out his legs and leaned lazily against the side of the carriage.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his foot lightly touched Su Tiyue's toes.
He touched her so lightly that her whole body trembled involuntarily, and she looked up at him timidly.
Her clear eyes were moist with a misty haze, as if she was about to cry, which was truly endearing.
Her moist pink lips parted slightly, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her fair face showed both surprise and fear, as if someone was about to devour her.
Xiao Heye didn't speak, but his dark eyes stared at her casually, a hint of restlessness in them.
His pale, slender fingers were slightly bent as he gently tapped the sword blade, one tap after another.
At this moment, Xiao Heye wanted to do everything...
But he did nothing...
He simply watched her without making a sound.
But that look was enough to make Su Tiyue lose her composure and tremble with fear.
*
The carriage entered the palace and then the South Garden.
Xiao Heye stopped at the entrance of Tingyulou Courtyard, got off the carriage first, and then helped her down.
Su Tiyue lowered her head and walked silently into the courtyard.
But after taking only two steps, Xiao Heye caught up from behind and grabbed her slender waist.
"ah!"
Su Tiyue screamed in fright. Seeing that he had hugged her from behind, she struggled to escape Xiao Heye's grasp.
However, the difference in strength between the two was too great, and all she did was in vain.
His arms, veins bulging, tightened, as if he wanted to crush Su Tiyue and mash her into his own body.
His warm, restrained breath gradually approached her smooth neck. He lowered his head and pecked at the back of Su Tiyue's neck. "Why... even though I'm so good to you, are you still afraid of me?"
"Hmm? Your Majesty... are you that afraid of me?"
Xiao Heye seemed to have lost his patience, and as he spoke, he kept groping her thin, snowy shoulders.
Through her clothes, he hardened his heart and bit her hard, causing her pain.
Su Tiyue frowned and silently endured the pain.
"Palm Seal... what exactly are you trying to say... or what do you want to do?"
"I want to say everything, I want to do everything, so what?" He lowered his voice, the last syllable carrying a hint of paranoia and morbidity.
Su Tiyue said, "Let me go first..."
"I won't let go."
He tightened his arms around her, pulling her completely into his embrace.
Every time he let go, she would escape from his grasp like a cunning little fox.
Therefore, I will never let go, no matter what.
"But you hurt me... the handprint, you almost crushed my bones."
Her voice, soft and gentle, reached Xiao Heye's ears, sending shivers down his spine, like a magic spell.
As soon as she cried out in pain, Xiao Heye would involuntarily... stop.
He closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and then slowly released her.
He said he wouldn't let go, but his hands seemed to have a mind of their own and silently loosened their grip.
Run away...
Since she wants to escape, let her escape.
In any case, she couldn't escape his grasp.
Xiao Heye lowered his eyes, preparing to let her escape back to Tingyu Tower.
Yet, a nameless bitterness still lingered in my heart.
Xiao Heye had had enough of this ambiguous feeling.
Xiao Zhangyin, who held a high position, always did whatever he wanted, and could get whatever he wanted with ease.
But Su Tiyue was like an eel, sometimes lying obediently in his palm and letting him knead her, and sometimes she would quietly slip away and hide where he couldn't find her.
She may seem obedient and adorable, but in reality, she is no less cunning than Xiao Heye.
...
Seeing that the hands that had been tightly gripping her waist had loosened, Su Tiyue was no longer restrained by him.
Xiao Heye stood coldly in place, watching Su Tiyue, whose back was slender, take a few steps forward before stopping.
Su Tiyue is not a brave person.
She was timid and weak, delicate and somewhat naive.
Every time I get scared, my first reaction is to run away...
But can they really escape?
She thought about it.
The answer is no...
What is the price of running away?
Xiao Heye will get angry, will retaliate wantonly, and will even put her in all sorts of dangerous situations.
Rather than... keep running away and anger him.
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