I see.
So that's how it is.
However, Su Tiyue still couldn't understand why Xiao Heye would do such a thing.
Because that was clearly the first time the two of them had met.
Why did Xiao Heye help Su Tiyue like this, or rather... what was Xiao Heye's purpose in doing this?
Su Tiyue stood frozen in place for a moment, glancing at Meng Xueji, who was crying uncontrollably in front of her.
In any case, we should solve her problem first.
Su Tiyue reached out and gently wiped away the tears on Meng Xueji's face with her fingers. She pursed her lips and finally agreed: "Sister, I will help you... but I can only try my best to persuade Master Xiao to let you leave the palace. As for whether he will agree, I cannot guarantee it."
"Yes, I know. Thank you, little sister." Mengxueji finally saw a glimmer of hope.
It's always better to have hope than no hope at all.
Su Tiyue said, "Master Xiao left the palace today. Sister, go back first and wait for my news."
Meng Xueji nodded, said thank you several times, and then left Tingyu Tower.
Even after she had walked away, Su Tiyue remained standing there, her mind a jumble of thoughts.
It's impossible to figure it out, not at all.
And what exactly does Xiao Heye want to do? She didn't understand at all.
*
In the dead of night, the imperial city was completely silent.
Xiao Heye, dressed in black with a faint trace of blood on his sword, strode back to Yelan Pavilion.
As soon as they entered the inner courtyard, they saw Li Xun dozing off in his room.
He walked over, kicked Li Xun, and whispered, "Why are you sleeping here?"
Li Xun was startled awake. Upon seeing Xiao Heye, he immediately stood up and gestured for him to be quiet: "Master, please keep your voice down... Her Majesty is inside."
Xiao Heye looked around his room, somewhat surprised, but he didn't say anything.
Li Xun continued, "I was afraid that my master wouldn't know, and that going back to the room would make too much noise and disturb the Empress's rest... That's why I'm waiting here."
"Hmm." Xiao Heye snorted coldly, "I know, go back."
Li Xun nodded and then withdrew.
Xiao Heye seemed to have told Su Tiyue that he was leaving the palace today and didn't know when he would return.
He assumed that once he left, Su Tiyue would definitely stay at Tingyu Tower.
To my surprise, she came all by herself...
Xiao Heye tiptoed into the room, glanced at Su Tiyue who was fast asleep, and then felt relieved.
He took off his black clothes and hung them on a wooden frame behind the screen, then turned and went to the washroom.
It didn't rain tonight, but Xiao Heye's black clothes, which he had just changed out of, were soaked through, dripping water.
No, it's not water... it's blood.
The sword on the table was also stained with blood.
He left the palace and went to kill again.
Su Tiyue was not actually asleep. Because of Meng Xueji's matter, she had been lying on the couch waiting for Xiao Heye to return.
She sat up, staring blankly at the bloodstains dripping from the black clothes, one drop at a time, onto the floor.
Before long, a small pool of blood had formed on the floor.
The room reeked of blood...
She was curled up in the corner, her knees bent and her hands wrapped around her calves.
Which family was slaughtered tonight...?
That's terrifying, Xiao Heye.
Think of those he killed, think of Yumeyuki's fate...
Su Tiyue felt that he was extremely terrifying.
This man is ruthless, bloodthirsty, and heartless.
Xiao Heye walked out of the washroom, wearing a thin nightgown, and glanced indifferently at Su Tiyue, who was curled up in the corner.
With a gloomy expression and a low, cold voice, he uttered only two words: "Sleep."
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