The Cannon Fodder Was Pampered By The Tyrant - Chapter 15

“I want you to feed me.”

Si Yan hadn’t expected Lin Yutian to say such a thing. She pursed her lips slightly. “Then… I shall take note next time.”

“?”

Lin Yutian felt that Si Yan hadn’t understood the true meaning behind her words. Her almond-shaped eyes rounded. “I don’t believe you. There won’t be a next time.”

Si Yan looked at her in silence. She didn’t say a word, yet there was an inexplicable sense of pressure.

Lin Yutian swallowed hard. Her lips still bore the marks from Si Yan’s “coaxing” kisses. She spoke directly: “Si Yan, I won’t let you kiss me anymore. What we’re doing is wrong.”

Si Yan let out a light scoff. “And? I don’t care.”

She really is a person with nothing to lose, Lin Yutian thought to herself.

But the situation was clearly spiraling beyond her expectations. She had to find a way to deliberately provoke Si Yan.

“But aren’t you afraid that one day I’ll expose everything you’ve done?” Lin Yutian’s heart was pounding.

“Expose what?” Si Yan arched an eyebrow. “That I made you scrub the floor all night? Or that I let the imperial physician prick you with needles?”

“……”

Lin Yutian gave a dry laugh. “How did you know?”

There was nothing more awkward than having your backstabbing comments discovered by the person involved. Her eyes darted around guiltily. “Well, I’ve spread rumors in the palace too. Why don’t you punish me?”

Si Yan chuckled. “I wanted to punish you, but you’re afraid of even wearing a few little trinkets on your body.”

Lin Yutian instantly recalled that humiliating night. Her ears turned beet red. “Then why don’t you just kick me out of the palace like you did with Tang Yu?”

“That won’t do,” Si Yan said. “Until I grow tired of playing with you, you aren’t going anywhere.”

Lin Yutian was shocked, hardly believing her ears.

Wait until Si Yan gets bored? When would that be? And didn’t that mean she would have to keep kissing Si Yan or doing other things? Though she didn’t remember much of that night, she had woken up in so much pain that she assumed she must have suffered some kind of inhuman treatment. If she had to go through that while conscious, it would be a fate worse than death.

Panicking inside but maintaining a calm exterior, Lin Yutian thought: I don’t know how to make someone like me, but I’m an expert at making someone hate me.

“Then you’ll get tired of me very quickly,” she said. “I have a lot of bad habits.”

Si Yan blinked. “For example?”

Lin Yutian thought for a moment and decided to list some “serious” ones.

“I’m very, very lazy. I love to stay in bed. I toss and turn in my sleep and I’ll wake you up. I’m also a picky eater…” She listed a whole string of things, even ending with her being slow-witted and a poor student.

In truth, she wasn’t sure what the actual definition of a “flaw” was, but she figured that everything her parents disliked about her must be a flaw.

Si Yan simply listened intently without offering any opinion. Seeing her silence, Lin Yutian thought her words were working. She felt a surge of secret joy, but deep down, a strange part of her felt inexplicably unhappy with Si Yan’s lack of reaction.

“Is that all?” Si Yan asked.

Lin Yutian assumed the question stemmed from Si Yan being in a state of disbelief. She tilted her chin up slightly. “Scared now? I told you that you’d get tired of me quickly.”

She felt she was just an ordinary person; protagonists always ended up liking those who were extraordinary in every way.

“You call those bad habits?” Si Yan reached out and pinched her cheek. “I actually wish you had more of them.”

Lin Yutian froze. She hadn’t expected that response. Suddenly, she found herself unable to look Si Yan in the eye.

“Just pretty words… you won’t say that once you’re actually annoyed,” she muttered, adding from experience, “You people with power are all like this. You use people and then throw them away.”

Her voice grew quieter toward the end. She looked up and found Si Yan staring at her fixedly. She couldn’t read the emotion in those eyes, but it wasn’t a positive one.

Finally, Si Yan spoke. “Ayu, overgeneralizing isn’t a good habit.”

Lin Yutian looked skeptical. “Didn’t you just say you’d throw me away once you were bored of ‘playing’ with me?”

“That’s right,” Si Yan’s voice was airy. “So, I will be even worse than them.”

Lin Yutian paused, then her eyes widened. She knew nothing good ever came out of Si Yan’s mouth.

But it didn’t matter. She would see just how long Si Yan could tolerate her. Now that she understood why Si Yan was keeping her around, her plan became clear.

Phase One: Being Picky

Lin Yutian waited until dinner, ready to throw a tantrum. However, when she approached the table to “inspect” the food like a supervisor, she was stunned to find that there wasn’t a single dish she disliked.

Lin Yutian was actually quite restricted in her diet. She hated eggplant, green onions, ginger, garlic, leeks, and onions. But her family loved those things. Back home, she often had to eat plain rice or porridge while her father criticized her for being picky. When he was in a bad mood, he would slam the table, pinch her cheeks, and force her to swallow, the slimy texture of eggplant was a sensation she could never forget.

Meanwhile, her other two family members would just watch coldly. Her mother would sometimes stroke her pampered brother’s hair and praise him: “Our little treasure is so good, not like his sister.”

When it was over, her father would say coldly, “No princess’s life, but all the princess’s diseases.”

Lin Yutian had suppressed her urge to vomit and said nothing, but her hatred for those foods only intensified.

Yet, in the dishes Si Yan had prepared, there was nothing she hated.

Why? Was it a coincidence? Now that she thought about it, the meals lately had all been strangely suited to her taste.

“Are you done looking?” Si Yan asked suddenly.

Lin Yutian, caught off guard, cleared her throat. “I’m just seeing if there’s anything I actually want to eat today.”

Si Yan thought, I knew it. She played along. “And is there anything you want?”

Actually, Lin Yutian wanted to eat everything. But she had to find a fault. She forced herself to look away. “I don’t want to eat any of it.”

Si Yan nodded slightly. “I see. That’s a pity. I suppose I’ll have to enjoy these by myself. I’ll have them take away the Osmanthus Ice Curd as well..”

“Hey, wait!” Lin Yutian called out hastily. “I want the Osmanthus Ice Curd.”

Si Yan spoke leisurely, “No ice curd unless you eat dinner.”

Lin Yutian was just putting on an act anyway. She pretended to be reluctant. “Then… I guess I’ll eat a little bit.”

But her plan to be “difficult” wasn’t over. She tried to remember how her brother used to act. She picked up her chopsticks and immediately slammed them down, crossing her arms with a sour expression. “My hands are tired. I don’t want to eat.”

In her imagination, Si Yan would look cold and think she was ungrateful. Or she’d tell her to eat or starve.

Instead, Si Yan uttered two words: “So spoiled.”

Then: “Come sit on my lap.”

“?”

For a moment, Lin Yutian thought she had misheard. Her face remained “cool,” but her eyes were filled with confusion and shock.

Si Yan patted her thigh. “Aren’t you coming?”

Lin Yutian hadn’t expected this development at all. She blurted out, “I won’t eat even if you feed me!”

“It’s fine. You can just watch me eat.”

Ultimately, she was forced onto Si Yan’s lap. Watching Si Yan pick up a piece of braised pork rib, Lin Yutian couldn’t help but swallow. Perhaps her gaze was too longing, because Si Yan held the rib to her lips. “Want a taste? The ribs today are better than usual.”

After a moment of hesitation, a shy Lin Yutian opened her mouth and delicately took the rib, chewing slowly, her cheek puffing out slightly.

She decided there was no point in picking a fight with food.

“My hands don’t feel tired anymore,” she said.

Si Yan said with a smile, “Then you must stay on my lap and let me feed you until you finish.”

Lin Yutian tried to be “considerate.” “But this is too much trouble for Your Majesty.”

“No trouble at all,” Si Yan said, intentionally using mushy words. “As long as Ayu is by my side, I never get tired.”

“……”

Lin Yutian had backfired on herself once again.

After dinner, Lin Yutian’s “evil energy” was spent. She could only sit beside Si Yan, staring at her gloomily.

Si Yan said suddenly, “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll kiss you.”

Scared, Lin Yutian jerked her gaze away like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. “I wasn’t looking at you!”

She was clearly glaring at her.

But she was so bored. Taking advantage of Si Yan not paying attention, she secretly picked up the “indecent” storybook she had criticized earlier. To hide her actions, she walked over to a bookshelf filled with serious literature and opened the book there, pretending to read something intellectual.

Soon, she went from standing to sitting on the floor. Though she couldn’t understand all the dialogue, she could piece the plot together from the illustrations. When she reached “that” part, her instinct was to flip past it quickly, but she hesitated.

She peeked back to make sure Si Yan wasn’t watching, then curiously looked at the content. Two women were undressed, kissing each other.

For some reason, flashes of that night surfaced in Lin Yutian’s mind. Si Yan had kissed her like that, too.

The content became even more explicit. Lin Yutian couldn’t last more than a few seconds before closing the book with flaming red ears.

First, the art was too bold. Second, she realized she was involuntarily imagining Si Yan’s body.

This is terrifying. She didn’t even like girls, so why did she remember it so clearly? She must just be going crazy.

To prove her own theory, she secretly tucked the book back into the cabinet and walked over to Si Yan. Looking at her, Lin Yutian noticed the faint blush still lingering on her own cheeks. Her bright eyes locked onto Si Yan’s.

“I want to bathe,” she said.

Si Yan sensed another motive and looked up at her.

Lin Yutian continued, “I want you to bathe with me.”