Chapter 1095
Taking a Step
Chapter 1095 Taking a Step
Pan Yun's cooking skills are not as good as Miao He's or Sanhao's, but she can still make noodles.
She kneaded a lump of dough, shaping it into a fist-sized ball that wasn't sticky at all, and then poured water into the pot.
Although her cooking skills aren't great, she makes noodles very well, especially the noodles she kneads are particularly chewy, which is because she puts a lot of effort into kneading them.
Once the water boils, add the noodles, then the eggs, and a little salt. When the eggs are almost cooked and set, add a handful of greens, then chop the scallions. As soon as the greens are just cooked through, sprinkle the chopped scallions in and then remove from the heat.
Wang Feiyin: "...Are you afraid of burning yourself with the scallions at this speed?"
Pan Jun said proudly, "This is how it tastes. The heat brings out the aroma of the scallions. If you cook it any longer, the aroma of the noodles will be less."
Pan Yun served him the noodles, her eyes sparkling: "I boiled a whole five eggs!"
Wang Feiyin looked down at the large basin of noodles: "...Even though I have fasted for five days, I have not gone to this extent."
Pan Yun immediately pulled out an empty bowl: "I'll keep you company."
The two students ate heartily and were completely satisfied.
Wang Feiyin was delighted. He casually tossed the bowl into the bucket, and with a light tap of his finger, the water in the bucket surged up as if its lungs had been filled, swirling the bowl around several times...
A basin and two bowls flew out of the bucket and landed neatly on the kitchen counter with two thuds.
Wang Feiyin said, "I am about to break through and plan to go into seclusion for six months. You should have Zhang Liuzhen come to find me within a month. Otherwise, it will take at least five years, or even longer, for me to come out of seclusion."
Pan Yun: "Senior Brother, you've been planning a long retreat every year, but you haven't done it yet. The plan is good, but you should stop planning it."
Wang Feiyin glared at her: "It's all because of you. You never listen to me and always make me worry, especially you. You can't even have peace of mind in your seclusion."
Pan Yun muttered, "It's clearly Fourth Senior Sister who's the most troublemaker..."
Wang Feiyin: "You're both equally bad, so don't point fingers at each other."
After receiving Wang Feiyin's permission, Pan Yun returned to the capital.
The first thing she did upon returning to the capital was not to find Zhang Liuzhen, the person involved, but to run up to Xuanmiao and say smugly, "Fourth Senior Sister, I know Senior Brother best, don't I? I told you he would definitely agree."
Xuanmiao sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, looking at her with a rather speechless expression.
Tao Ji, who was standing to the side, hesitated to speak.
"Third Senior Brother, just say what you want to say. When did you start keeping things to yourself?"
Tao Ji: "Junior Sister, is it possible that only you can bring this up, and neither Xuanmiao nor I can?"
"Why?" Pan Yun paused here, then glared at him as she realized what he meant. "Fourth Senior Sister is one thing, but her family name is Zhang. What does that have to do with you?"
Tao Ji became anxious: "How can it not concern me? Junior Sister Xuanmiao's affairs are my affairs."
"Hmph, did Fourth Senior Sister admit it? Don't call her so affectionately, please call her Fourth Junior Sister! As for me, I! I am your Fifth Junior Sister!" Pan Yun turned and left.
Before anyone could even leave the room, Tao Ji turned to Xuanmiao and said, "Is Junior Sister angry because she's embarrassed? We didn't lie to her; it's just a matter of social etiquette. She's the Imperial Advisor now; I thought everyone understood, but just didn't want to say it out loud..."
Pan Yun turned around and appeared beside Tao Ji in a flash, grabbing him and pulling him towards the door: "If you can't say it out loud, what are you babbling about here?"
Tao Ji tried hard to turn around and find Xuanmiao: "Your senior sister isn't an outsider, junior sister, junior sister, please say something for me~~" "Fourth senior sister isn't an outsider, so I am? Hmph, you make it sound so nice, has fourth senior sister acknowledged you?"
Seeing Xuanmiao sitting motionless on the wooden jade bed, Tao Ji was a little sad, but only a little. He quickly rallied and continued to struggle, trying to turn back and communicate with Pan Yun: "Junior Sister, I didn't say we were outsiders. It's just that relationships between people have varying degrees of closeness and distance, and there's a hierarchy of arrival. You came later, and we, as fellow disciples, aren't that close. Although we're family, I'm definitely closer to Fourth Junior Sister..."
Pan Jun was about to let go of him because she felt sorry for him, but upon hearing this, she tightened her grip and suddenly pulled Tao Ji away.
Tao Ji cried out and flew out the door, but he persisted. After staggering a few steps, he turned around and squeezed back into the house: "Junior sister, listen to me, that's not what I meant..."
Pan Yun's expression softened slightly, just as Tao Ji rushed into the house, shouting, "I didn't force you to give me a title, I just... I just didn't realize I was being honest and blurted out what was on my mind..."
Pan Yun's face fell instantly; it turned out that the first half of the apology wasn't directed at her.
Pan Yun rolled up her sleeves, ready to grab someone again, when she heard someone inside say, "Junior Sister, that's enough!"
She looked up and saw that Xuanmiao had walked to the door at some point, standing inside dressed in plain clothes, calmly watching the two of them fooling around.
She said, "Third Senior Brother is not wrong. We are closer than ordinary senior brothers and sisters."
Tao Ji was stunned and looked up in surprise at the mystery inside the door.
Pan Jun, who was holding Tao Ji's hand, raised an eyebrow slightly, pressed down the corners of her mouth, frowned, and asked with an unhappy expression, "Closer than a Daoist couple?"
Xuanmiao's gaze fell on Tao Ji, and he said calmly, "The same, I suppose."
Tao Ji froze, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.
Pan Yun, who was still holding onto him, was stunned. She quickly lifted him up and glared at him with disappointment, "Can't you be a little more capable?"
As it turns out, Tao Ji could have been even more of a loser.
Pan Yun didn't manage to pull him up.
With her back to Xuanmiao, Pan Yun cursed Tao Ji with her face contorted, and her mouth even moved twice at the end.
That's so pathetic, so utterly pathetic!
Let's just forget about it. Don't provoke Fourth Senior Sister. Third Senior Brother will be embarrassed, and she will be embarrassed too.
While thinking this, Pan Jun was still firmly holding Tao Ji in her hand. Just as she was about to use her Yuan Power to forcibly lift him up, a hand pressed down on her shoulder.
Pan Yun turned around and saw that Xuan Miao had appeared behind her at some point. He pressed on her shoulder and with a clever move, pushed her aside.
Pan Yun blinked and took two steps back, leaving the battlefield to the two of them.
Xuanmiao knelt in front of Tao Ji, supporting his arms in place of Pan Yun. Seeing that he was limp but still trying to support himself, she couldn't help but smile. She gently pressed her fingertips on his arms, and the strength he had managed to muster instantly dissipated, leaving him only able to rely on her hands for support.
Xuanmiao asked, "Do you know what I feared most during the battle against the Kikuchi family of Japan?"
Tao Ji blinked, looking at her helplessly.
"I'm afraid your hand will be useless from now on, and you'll never be able to perform acupuncture again. You'll resent me then."
Mysterious fingers slid across his right forearm. That time, they had attacked the Kikuchi family's port and killed the Kikuchi family's heir, plunging the entire family into chaos. Tao Ji's right arm was shattered while protecting her. If it weren't for his senior brother appearing across the sea to regenerate his broken bones and reconnect the nerves, his arm would not have been left with only an ugly scar.
Mysterious fingers pressed on his chest: "And here, when we went to Kunlun to find the elixir for Zhang Liuzhen, you were stabbed in the heart by that giant eagle's claw. At that time, I was most afraid that you would die, more afraid than I was of dying myself."
(End of this chapter)