"Hmm." Xiao Heye replied with only one word.
After Han Zhou and Wen Yan left, Xiao Heye turned around, stretched out his long arms to hug her, and asked Su Tiyue, "Is Your Majesty relieved now?"
She looked up at Xiao Heye, her eyes crinkling with laughter: "If the Noble Consort knew that Shuang'er was alright, she would be very happy."
Xiao Heye said, "I don't care whether the Noble Consort is happy or not, but is Yue'er happy?"
Hearing Xiao Heye address her that way, Su Tiyue suddenly remembered...
That night, in the heat of passion, I vaguely heard Xiao Heye say those words.
He said: Moon... I love you.
She had thought it was a hallucination caused by Su Tiyue's interplay of pleasure and pain, but today she heard him call her that again.
Su Tiyue was certain that those words were spoken by Xiao Heye.
Moreover, Su Tiyue only belatedly realized that since that night, Xiao Heye seemed to have changed his ways when he spoke to her.
He used to always say "servant, servant," but now he's started saying "I"?
This means that in Xiao Heye's eyes, Su Tiyue's identity is no longer that of Consort Shu or Consort Dowager Shu.
Their relationship underwent a subtle, subtle change.
It's too early to say whether this change is good or bad.
...
"What's wrong?" Xiao Heye noticed her empty eyes, as if she was thinking about something else.
Returning to her senses, Su Tiyue gently shook her head and whispered, "No, nothing. I was just thinking... now that Shuang'er's matter is resolved, when should we return to the palace?"
Xiao Heye frowned: "I'll go back tonight. I have some things to take care of."
"You wait for me obediently at Qiushui Residence. We'll go back to the palace together after I've finished my business."
Handling? Getting things done?
It seems that when Xiao Heye utters these words, they always come out lightly and casually, without any particular flair.
But is that really the case?
Su Tiyue suddenly turned around to face Xiao Heye, her slender fingertips gripping his forearm.
Those clear, watery eyes stared intently at him as she whispered, "Zhang Yin, are you going to kill someone?"
Xiao Heye stiffened, a hint of heartache flashing in his eyes.
He paused, a gentle smile playing on his lips, and replied, "Not this time."
Upon hearing this answer, Su Tiyue finally felt relieved: "Then I hope the palm print returns soon."
"Um."
After Xiao Heye finished speaking, he reached out and affectionately ruffled the stray hairs on Su Tiyue's forehead, then walked out without looking back.
As he left Qiushui Residence and stood at the entrance, he twirled the thumb ring on his thumb, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
It seems this little thing doesn't really like Xiao Heye killing people?
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