Lan Junming stood outside the door of the private room. He could neither move nor make a sound. He stood close to the door like a door god.

But these are not the most important things. His nosebleeds are still bleeding now.

He wouldn't be the first monk to die from a nosebleed.

The Qingcheng Sect's canteen is known for its fast cooking speed. Lan Junming finally shouted a hundred times in his heart for a food delivery person.

The man walked towards the box with a plate. When he saw the motionless figure at the door of the box, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"who are you?"

no respond.

The man shouted a few more times, calling other people working outside over.

"Hey!"

Someone stepped forward and pulled Lan Junming's shoulders. Lan Junming remained motionless until Lan Junming was turned around.

"Ah! This person can't be sent by other sects to our sect to secretly learn cooking skills!"

"Could this person be discovered by our supervisor, so he hides here..."

Lan Junming's pale complexion, coupled with the large blood stain on his chest, made the handyman disciples in the cafeteria talk about it.

Lan Junming... my lifelong famous name!

He estimated that his matter would soon make the headlines of the Qingcheng Sect.

Looking sideways at the door of the box, Lan Junming now wished he could stare through the door panel and make two holes for Lu Chenyi.

"No, look at the blood-stained clothes, they seem to be the clothes of the inner disciples of our Qingcheng Sect."

Someone finally saw it, and Lan Junming now wanted to shed two more lines of tears.

"Quick, quick, stop the bleeding. Why is his nose still bleeding?"

"Hey, why are you guys still carrying the plates and not delivering the food?" The canteen steward's voice sounded outside the crowd.

The food delivery people finally realized that the food in the private room had not been delivered yet.

Those people quickly knocked on the door of the box.

"Come in." A cold male voice sounded.

Pushing open the door, several handyman disciples placed the dishes on the dining table. When everyone was serving the dishes, Su Xiaoxiao discovered Lan Junming who was surrounded by people at the door.

Lan Junming was slightly taller than the others and was being watched by a group of people.

And...Why is Lan Junming's face so pale?

"Fifth Senior Brother? Oh, I forgot about it." Su Xiaoxiao slapped his forehead, stood up and walked outside, pushing through the crowd around him, and then he saw Lan Junming's miserable state clearly.

"Fifth Senior Brother, why did you bleed so much blood?"

"Is this person Lan Junming from Jian Qingfeng?" Everyone onlookers asked hesitantly when they heard Su Xiaoxiao calling Lan Junming the fifth senior brother.

"Ah."

Su Xiaoxiao raised his hand and removed the talisman that immobilized and silenced Lan Junming.

Lan Junming couldn't adapt for a while. His legs were numb. Seeing that Lan Junming was about to fall, a handyman disciple on the side helped Lan Junming's waist with great discernment.

"Senior Brother Lan, be careful." The man reminded kindly.

"...Um."

Lan Junming nodded weakly and raised his hand to pinch his nose to stop the bleeding. He could no longer bleed.

"Fifth Senior Brother, do you want to go back and take a rest? Why do you still have a nosebleed? Have you eaten anything that caused irritation recently?" Su Xiaoxiao took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

Halfway through his hand, the handkerchief was stopped by another big hand stretched out from the side and pulled away.

"This handkerchief is not enough for wiping, use this."

The handkerchief on that hand suddenly turned into a black cloth, which seemed to exude a greasy smell.

Su Xiaoxiao and others followed the sound and looked at the hand holding the cloth, and they were faced with a face that looked like an immortal, but with a stern look on it.

It was Lu Chenyi who was supposed to be sitting in the box.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid this won't work." Su Xiaoxiao blocked Lu Chenyi's hand awkwardly.

Although Lan Junming seemed to have had a slight friction with Lu Chenyi just now, he didn't bring out this rag for Lan Junming to wipe the wound.

What if I get infected again with some bacteria?

"Then change it to this one." The black cloth scarf on Lu Chenyi's hand disappeared and was replaced with another blue handkerchief.

Lan Junming could speak and move now. He felt that Lu Chenyi must be targeting him.

"No, I have it myself." Lan Junming rejected Lu Chenyi's "kindness" and took out a clean white towel from his storage bag.

Lan Junming turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao again, "Junior sister, I'm going to change my clothes first and come back later. Remember to leave some food for me."

"Okay, Fifth Senior Brother, you might as well go and clean yourself first." Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

When Lan Junming left, he glanced at Lu Chenyi angrily, then turned around and left quickly.

"Hahaha, okay, let's all disperse." Su Xiaoxiao waved his hand towards the crowd watching the excitement.

"By the way, call the little girl who is learning how to cook with you in the canteen in a moment." Su Xiaoxiao said to the canteen steward.

"Okay." The steward agreed and dismissed everyone. "Go and do what you have to do."

Everyone dispersed with a crash, leaving only Su Xiaoxiao and Lu Chenyi standing outside the box.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Lan Junming, turned around and entered the box without saying anything.

After Lu Chenyi followed him in and the door was closed again, Su Xiaoxiao said to Lu Chenyi, "You did it on purpose, right?"

She thought she was just asking the fifth senior brother to stand outside for a while, since he was their elder after all, and it was hard for her to refute Lu Chenyi's face.

She didn't expect that the fifth senior brother would be standing outside the door with a nosebleed.

"Such a disrespectful junior is not as simple as standing in the Shangqing Sect."

Lu Chenyi heard Su Xiaoxiao complaining about him and said with a sullen face.

"But this is the Qingcheng Sect, and you are here to earn a living, so you have to act like an elder?"

"Oh? Not an elder? Then I'll call you Xiaoxiao next time." Lu Chenyi's face finally looked better.

Su Xiaoxiao...what kind of brain circuit is this?

Forget it, you can't be pretentious with someone like him.

Su Xiaoxiao ignored Lu Chenyi, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of food.

Nothing can affect her mood as a cook.

The door outside was knocked again, "Miss, I'm back."

"Well, Xiao Tao, come in."

Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's greeting, Xiaotao opened the door and came in, holding a plate of dishes in her hand.

Putting the dishes on the table, Xiao Tao consciously stood behind Su Xiaoxiao and helped Su Xiaoxiao arrange the dishes.

"Xiao Tao, you sit down too and let's eat together." Taking Xiao Tao's hand, Su Xiaoxiao pushed Xiao Tao onto the chair on the other side.

"Miss, this is against the rules. After you finish eating, miss, I will eat again."

"What's the rule? From now on, I will eat with the lady.

Besides, do I still have to wait for you here after finishing my meal? "

"Miss..." Xiao Tao was very moved.

These maids were never treated as human beings by their masters. This was the education she had received since childhood.

But today the lady actually asked her to sit at the same table. She was so touched!

Since the young lady woke up from hanging that time, she seems to be different from before.

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