Chapter 75 Pain
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Yunyu regretted it, because her words had not displeased Long Aotian in the slightest; on the contrary, they had made him smile even more.
Just as he was feeling uneasy, Xiao Shuying picked him up with both arms, seemingly weighing his slender figure for a moment, and then gently placed him on the dark gold and silver embroidered bed as if he were porcelain.
Lying on the soft, water-like bed, Su Yunyu was momentarily stunned. Looking at the flowing, cloud-like gauze curtains hanging overhead, he was about to get up when Xiao Shuying pressed down on him, placing her hands on either side, and asked with a smile:
"Then, Master, are you healing me because you're worried about me?"
"..."
I've never seen anyone so presumptuous.
Su Yunyu pursed her lips, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with the ambiguous distance. She struggled to get up, but was trapped in the cramped embrace with nowhere to escape.
Just as he was about to yell angrily, Xiao Shuying pulled him closer and kissed his neck.
A wave of itchiness surged up, like the slippery sound of water as a fish, making Su Yunyu freeze instantly, forgetting what she wanted to say.
Just as the series of kisses was about to travel down her fair neck, Su Yunyu was struck dumb. She pushed Xiao Shuying away several times before finally managing to get away. Seeing his deep gaze, filled with suppressed desire, Su Yunyu was so frightened that she immediately changed the subject:
I'm hungry.
After subconsciously uttering those words, Su Yunyu belatedly realized that as a cultivator, he didn't need to eat. He could simply eat some fasting pills when he was hungry.
In the sea of consciousness, 111 was laughing so hard he was giggling.
[Host, have you been reading too many novels? Have you forgotten you're in a fantasy novel?]
Hearing the electric laughter from 111, Su Yunyu felt slightly annoyed. As an editor, he had to review countless manuscripts and read countless novels, and naturally, he ended up saying that without even realizing it.
After all, authors often like to change the subject like this when the plot reaches this point...
Before Su Yunyu could even try to save face, Xiao Shuying observed his expression, chuckled softly, pinched his slender waist, and teased him deliberately:
"What kind of hunger is Master Hungry?"
Su Yunyu was initially puzzled, wondering why there was such a thing as being hungry, but then she suddenly realized the deeper meaning behind the words, and her cheeks flushed red with anger. She raised her hand and slapped the other person hard.
Just as she was about to slap him, Xiao Shuying grabbed her hand tightly and rubbed it against her cheek. Su Yunyu desperately tried to pull her hand away, cursing angrily as she did so.
"You have no sense of propriety, righteousness, or shame; all the time I've spent teaching you has been in vain..."
As he spoke, his chained feet kicked Xiao Shuying resentfully, so Xiao Shuying had no choice but to release his hand that had just slapped him and restrain his restless legs.
Seeing Su Yunyu so furious, Xiao Shuying's smile widened, and she merely feigned innocence upon hearing these angry words:
"I just wanted to ask how hungry Master was, and why he was talking about propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame."
"..."
Su Yunyu not only failed to anger Long Aotian, but she herself was the first to be so angry that she vomited blood.
He stared at Long Aotian with intense resentment, his speech disordered, unable to utter a single curse, only his eyes filled with angry tears.
Seeing his pitiful state, Xiao Shuying bent down and kissed the corner of his eye before getting up to prepare food. Unexpectedly, she dodged a kick from Su Yunyu.
He raised an eyebrow, then grabbed Su Yunyu's arched foot, which she hadn't yet managed to pull back, and squeezed it hard until red marks appeared on her fair skin. Only then did he say with great pleasure:
"I will go and satisfy Master's hunger right away."
Su Yunyu was so angry that she caught a glimpse of the pillow on the bed out of the corner of her eye. In a fit of rage, she grabbed it and threw it hard at Xiao Shuying's retreating figure.
The pillow slammed onto the soft carpet, only punctuating the air, while Xiao Shuying had already pushed the door open and left. After the door was closed, the room once again fell into a dim and unclear atmosphere.
Everything around her fell silent, all her senses were shrouded in a veil of stillness. Su Yunyu sat slumped on the bed in a daze, as if her heart, like the pillow, had been swallowed up by the blanket, silent and still.
Why did it turn out like this...?
Not only did the mission fail, but they also had to be defiled by Long Aotian!
After his initial disappointment turned to grief and indignation, Su Yunyu suddenly remembered something. He paused for a moment before asking 111:
"I want to know, if there were unspeakable scenes, would you be able to see them?"
Su Yunyu never imagined that such a day would come.
But now, it seems like there are suddenly countless new problems to face.
111 sounded a little unhappy:
[You can't see it. It automatically generates a mosaic, blurring everything so much that you can't see anything, only the arrangement of the mosaics.]
"...What you just saw was a mosaic."
[Partial mosaic]
After receiving the reply, Su Yunyu breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, 111 couldn't see it, otherwise he would have been even more embarrassed. The next second, 111 sighed in his mind's eye:
[well……]
Su Yunyu thought it was sad because of the mission failure, so she comforted it:
"It's okay, we still have a chance."
111 denied it:
No, I'm sad about the mosaic.
"..."
[Why, why can't I see a life like this? What's the point of living in this system?]
Su Yunyu rolled her eyes, speechless with emotion.
"Can I file a complaint against you? Even at a time like this, you're still thinking about gossiping about me."
[No, you can't file a complaint.]
[Wait a minute,] 111 belatedly realized:
[You just said we still have a chance]
“That’s right,” Su Yunyu said, her voice turning to grief and indignation once more.
"Since I can't provoke Long Aotian with words, I'll provoke him to death with my actions."
111 hesitated somewhat:
So your plan is...
Su Yunyu sneered:
"I'm going to torture him badly, let him know how difficult I am to please, I refuse to believe he can still love me after that."
Heh, what love? He just doesn't believe that even if he's covered in thorns, Long Aotian will still have the patience to treat him.
When Long Aotian gets tired of him, he can start a new game.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened, and a faint light filled the room, making it appear as if dusk was approaching outside.
Speaking of which, where exactly is he now?
Before she could investigate further, Xiao Shuying had already arrived. Su Yunyu looked up, her eyes filled with fighting spirit this time. However, upon seeing the steaming bowl of white porridge in Xiao Shuying's hand, her fighting spirit faltered slightly.
He suspected that Long Aotian was abusing him; who feeds someone who's hungry just plain porridge? He'd much rather have a Manchu Han Imperial Feast...
The next second, Xiao Shuying had already lifted the hem of her robe and sat down on the edge of the bed. She scooped up a spoonful of white porridge and held it to Su Yunyu's lips. Seeing that his thin lips were tightly pursed and his expression was sullen, she immediately guessed what was wrong, her heart softened, and she comforted him:
"Master, this porridge contains delicacies from land and sea. I'll try a sip... mmm."
Hearing that there were delicacies, Su Yunyu felt a little calmer and was about to open her mouth to try them when 111 suddenly spoke up:
[Host, you've been so captivated by the delicious food that you've forgotten your plans.]
Su Yunyu froze, only then remembering the plan she had just devised. She glanced coldly at the bowl of congee being offered to her lips and scoffed:
"I can't stand the smell of fish, I won't eat it."
"Fish smell"
Xiao Shuying raised an eyebrow. The ingredients in this porridge were all rare and precious, something ordinary people could hardly obtain. The taste was unparalleled, without a trace of worldly stench.
But then I thought about how delicate Su Yunyu is, and how she doesn't usually eat meat, so it's understandable that she might find the fishy smell strange.
Therefore, Xiao Shuying carried the white porridge out. Su Yunyu thought to herself, "Could it be that she has given up?" Just as she was about to mock Xiao Shuying, Xiao Shuying returned.
This time, he brought back a bowl of clear soup, sat on the edge of the bed, and said gently to Su Yunyu:
"This soup is made from immortal herbs and jade wine, and it contains no meat. Master, please try it."
He scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to Su Yunyu's lips again. This time, Su Yunyu still glared at him and gave a cold snort.
"You finished so quickly? Who knows if you're just trying to fool me?"
As she spoke, she turned her face to the side, seemingly a little guilty about how Long Aotian would react.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Shuying didn't realize his intentional刁难 (diāonán, making things difficult for her). She only felt that Su Yunyu was indeed as picky as a princess, and found it cute. So she smiled gently and patiently explained:
"No, it's because I have a spatial artifact where time flows slower than outside, so it just appears to be fast."
After saying this, Xiao Shuying felt that Su Yunyu should condescend to taste a few bites, but Su Yunyu sniffed it and then arrogantly said:
"It's too hot."
In fact, although the soup was steaming, it was only warm, which was the perfect temperature.
Even 111 in the sea of consciousness couldn't take it anymore:
[Host, if you were to transmigrate into a novel featuring a scumbag male lead, this soup would be spilling on the ground in the next second.]
Su Yunyu remained silent. In any case, his goal was to provoke Long Aotian, but after he finished speaking, there was no response.
He glanced over discreetly and saw Xiao Shuying gently blowing on the bowl of soup to cool it down.
Isn't this a little off?
So Su Yunyu added fuel to the fire again:
How can I drink like this?
Her tone was arrogant and unreasonable, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her watery eyes were filled with disdain. This disdain finally caused some emotional ripples in Xiao Shuying.
He finally understood what was going on, realizing that Su Yunyu had deliberately come to cause trouble. His eyes darkened, and he smiled, taking a spoonful of soup before leaning forward—
The next moment, Su Yunyu felt his lips being seized. He was so stunned that he forgot to move, and even his lips parted slightly in surprise, giving him the perfect opportunity to enter.
Then a mouthful of warm sweet soup was poured into Su Yunyu's lips. He swallowed it subconsciously before suddenly realizing what was happening.
Pushing away Xiao Shuying's increasingly aggressive advances, Su Yunyu turned her face away, angrily wiping her lips, and said:
"You forced me to drink it even though I didn't want to. You don't love me at all."
The first half of the sentence was fine, but the second half made Xiao Shuying's smile vanish instantly, replaced by a cold laugh. Her eyes were devoid of emotion as she raised her hand and tightly gripped Su Yunyu's wrist, which was wiping her lips in disgust.
He leaned closer and said in a cold voice:
"I don't love you. If I don't love you, I will kill you when you try to kill me."
Because Su Yunyu's words were so harsh, Xiao Shuying, unusually, lost control of her emotions and raised her voice a few decibels.
"If I didn't love, how could I have destroyed my own consciousness, how could I have wanted my own body to live, and yet willingly chosen to die?"
As he spoke, he tightened his grip on Su Yunyu's wrist, causing her to struggle violently. In one struggle, she shoved Xiao Shuying, who was holding a bowl of soup in one hand, and the movement sent the soup flying.
The sound of soup sloshing around was accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of porcelain shattering.
Startled, Su Yunyu opened her eyes slightly and looked at Xiao Shuying, whose expression had become even more cold and distant. Thinking to herself that she hadn't meant to do it, she felt aggrieved and stammered, "..."
"pain."
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Author's note: I got scolded, I don't dare look at the comments section anymore (runs away)
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