Xiao Heye was somewhat surprised to hear these words come from Su Tiyue's mouth.
He tightened his grip on the person behind him, holding them tightly.
Xiao Heye tilted his head slightly to look at her, his doting smile almost overflowing.
He spoke, his voice clear and crisp: "Your Majesty, how much wine have you drunk? How did you get so drunk?"
Su Tiyue muttered softly, "Master Xiao, I'm not drunk. I'm serious."
"Besides, I can hold my liquor pretty well..."
"Hmm." He smiled slightly and responded softly, "We'll talk about it when we get back."
The night was deep, and a few bright stars were embedded in the pitch-black night sky.
Su Tiyue obediently nestled on his shoulder, and the two of them tacitly refrained from mentioning what happened last night.
We arrived at Yelan Pavilion.
Su Tiyue insisted on not letting Xiao Heye serve her while she bathed, so she went into the washroom alone.
She soaked in the bathtub, looked down at her flawless, snow-white skin, and suddenly remembered Meng Xueji's body, covered in scars...
Su Tiyue almost became the same kind of person as Meng Xueji.
Su Tiyue was just a hair's breadth away from becoming a pawn in Xiao Heye's hands.
She thought about it.
If she had actually agreed to Xiao Heye's request to compete for the emperor's favor and used every means to please the late emperor, then her current situation would be the same as Meng Xueji's.
However, Su Tiyue thought about it again carefully.
It seems that from the very beginning... Xiao Heye never intended for her to actually become a concubine.
If he had intended to use Su Tiyue as a pawn from the beginning, Xiao Heye should have gone with the flow on his first day in the palace.
In this way, Su Tiyue would have no way to escape that night.
Looking back, those past moments seem to be silently telling of Xiao Heye's feelings for her.
He once bluntly told Su Tiyue: "Your Majesty, I want you."
He once said to Su Tiyue in a dazed state: "Yue'er, I love you."
Yesterday at Qiushui Residence, Xiao Heye also told her: I am only interested in people like Your Majesty.
...
There seem to be countless similar scenes and sweet words, but Su Tiyue has never truly taken them to heart.
Su Tiyue had always overlooked Xiao Heye's care and protection for her.
It has to be admitted.
What she was more concerned about was how Xiao Heye manipulated power in the court, forming cliques, eliminating dissidents, and pursuing private interests.
What she feared was how many people he had killed and how many heinous and inhumane things he had done.
But if you think about it carefully, the world is already in turmoil, and a new emperor is about to ascend the throne.
Externally, the Rouran tribe, an enemy state, was eyeing them covetously; internally, officials held power, and the Chongming Cult was causing chaos everywhere.
Beset by internal and external troubles, the nation faces a difficult path.
It is unlikely that Northern Liang will have a peaceful period in the near future.
Su Tiyue was just an ordinary woman, without power or influence.
Only by relying on Xiao Heye can he protect himself and those around him.
Moreover, she had long since run out of options and nowhere to retreat.
Since that's the case, I might as well follow Xiao Heye...
Go down a dead end.
Su Tiyue didn't know what lay at the end of the road.
But the only thing she was certain of was that Xiao Heye was sincere.
At least... for now, it's genuine.
She stepped out of the bathtub, dried herself off, and was only casually wrapped in a pure white cotton robe.
Barefoot, she walked all the way from the washroom to Xiao Heye's bedside.
A thin gray blanket was laid on the floor, and it felt a little itchy when I stepped on it.
Xiao Heye changed into his nightgown, sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed, and was reading a book.
Hearing her light footsteps, Xiao Heye lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.
Then he closed the book in his hand, his deep eyes fixed on her.
Seeing that his gaze remained fixed on her and never left her, Su Tiyue could only lower her head shyly and climb onto the bed.
Then, imitating Xiao Heye, he sat cross-legged opposite him.
At that time, the candlelight in the room was so bright it was almost blinding.
As soon as she approached, Xiao Heye could clearly smell the faint fragrance of jasmine.
Xiao Heye lowered his eyes and looked at her calmly, waiting for her to speak first.
Su Tiyue felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze, and had no choice but to... clear her throat and hesitantly ask him:
"Master Xiao, are you really willing to agree to anything?"
Xiao Heye parted his thin lips slightly: "It's not absolute, it depends on my mood."
"What?" Su Tiyue's eyes widened, thinking she had misheard.
He didn't say that before.
"Your Majesty, if I'm in a good mood, anything is fine. Otherwise, nothing is worth discussing."
"you……"
Hearing him say that, Su Tiyue lost her confidence, and the light in her bright eyes instantly disappeared.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Xiao Heye felt sorry for her and immediately changed his words: "Your Highness is the mistress, and I am the servant. How could a servant disobey the mistress's words?"
Su Tiyue asked, "Does the Sect Leader really listen to everything I say and agree to everything?"
He pursed his lips, nodded, and a smile lingered in his eyes.
"But I haven't said anything yet..."
Xiao Heye replied calmly, "Your Majesty, I already guessed what conditions you wanted to make. And I've already agreed to them..."
With Xiao Heye's intelligence, how could he not guess what Su Tiyue wanted to say?
These past few days, it seems that besides the matter of Liu Shuang'er and Meng Xueji, there is nothing else that has made Su Tiyue restless and distracted.
Furthermore, Xiao Heye knew that she had gone to Jingren Palace today and had a very happy time drinking with Meng Xueji.
Upon seeing Xiao Heye, she couldn't wait to negotiate terms with him...
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