Have you guys not eaten?

Yun Qiyao lay on the bed in a daze. After snapping back to reality, she stammered, "Th-then, can you... close your eyes..."

Jing Pu nodded seriously.

"Sure, but if I can't see, I'll have to reach out to confirm your position. So, what do you plan to do?"

Yun Qiyao: "..."

Seeing Yun Qiyao's troubled expression, Jing Pu pouted.

"A doctor's duty is like that of a parent. To me, you're no different from a piece of wood. Besides, if you had half the figure of Ling Ju, I might be willing to take a look. You're so flat you can't even tell front from back, what's there to be shy about? Hurry up, I have to go harvest vegetables after this."

As soon as Jing Pu finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

Ling Ju, who had been standing behind Jing Pu with a poker face, suddenly blushed crimson. She looked at Jing Pu with a hint of playful annoyance and said, "Senior... what are you talking about..."

Meanwhile, Yun Qiyao, lying on the bed, glared at Jing Pu with shame and indignation.

Hearing Ling Ju's coquettish voice from behind him, Jing Pu froze. He had forgotten Ling Ju was still there. He immediately turned around awkwardly and glanced at Ling Ju, saying, "I was just talking nonsense..."

When Jing Pu turned back, Yun Qiyao had already closed her eyes, as if accepting her fate, and began to unbutton her clothes.

Five minutes later, it was done.

Jing Pu came out of the room, closing the door behind him. He left Ling Ju inside to help look after Yun Qiyao and went to the backyard to tend to his vegetables.

Having a good meal at noon was the first time Jing Pu had cooked since arriving here. He wanted Ling Ju to taste his cooking this time.

He entered the yard and pondered for a moment about what to cook for lunch before immediately getting to work.

About twenty minutes later, Jing Pu returned to the main hall of the house carrying a basket of vegetables. The vegetables were ordinary: eggplant, cucumber, and tomatoes.

The dishes Jing Pu planned to make for lunch were also very common home-style meals.

Soon, Jing Pu would prepare a pot of steamed rice, braised eggplant, garlic mashed cucumber, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. In fact, Jing Pu knew how to cook many elaborate dishes, but at the moment, he just felt like eating these.

Jing Pu went to the main hall and got a basin of water to wash the vegetables. Hearing the sound, Ling Ju came out from the inner room. Her face was still flushed from Jing Pu's casual, nonsensical remark earlier.

Looking at Ling Ju, Jing Pu smiled.

"At noon, you absolutely must try my cooking. Besides, even cultivators can eat a little mortal food, right?"

Ling Ju blinked in surprise. Then, looking at the vegetables soaking in the clear water, radiating the truth of the Great Dao and filled with spiritual energy, she nodded excitedly at Jing Pu.

"Thank you, Senior..."

However, after speaking, Ling Ju suddenly froze again... If she ate it... could she still suppress her realm...?

After thinking for a moment, Ling Ju suddenly looked at Jing Pu, who was washing vegetables with his head down.

"Senior... I'm about to advance..."

Jing Pu blinked and looked up at Ling Ju, saying happily, "That's great! Then you'll have to eat more at noon."

Ling Ju didn't seem very happy. She lowered her head slightly, looking at Jing Pu with a blush.

"If I advance... I'll need to go into seclusion for a while, just like Ling Jing and the others."

Jing Pu blinked, not quite understanding Ling Ju's meaning. He nodded blankly.

"Mm... that should be normal. Aren't you also participating in that Myriad Sect Grand Ceremony competition? You should go into seclusion."

Seeing Jing Pu's slightly bewildered look, Ling Ju suddenly turned her face away, not daring to look at him, and said in a low voice, "What I mean is... if I go into seclusion... I won't be able to come here to see you every day."

Hearing Ling Ju's words, Jing Pu paused for a moment, then grinned helplessly.

"What's so great about coming here? What's more important than participating in the competition and getting good results? If you spend all your time here with me, I'm afraid I'll delay your cultivation."

Ling Ju pouted slightly, looking a little displeased.

"That competition isn't that important..."

Jing Pu raised an eyebrow.

"Doesn't that competition only happen once every hundred years? It's such an important event, you must treat it with the utmost seriousness."

Ling Ju listened to Jing Pu and turned her head slightly, looking at him curiously.

"Senior, you want me to participate in the competition?"

Jing Pu found Ling Ju a bit baffling and immediately nodded.

"Of course! You're so talented, you naturally have to participate and perform well. Otherwise, wouldn't that be a waste of your talent? Besides, even if you prefer these ordinary days, you can still come after the competition ends. There's plenty of time."

Listening to Jing Pu's words, Ling Ju's initially unhappy little face paused for a moment, then she pursed her lips into a smile and nodded gently.

"Yes... there's plenty of time..."

While Jing Pu and Ling Ju were talking, Yun Qiyao's voice suddenly came from the inner room.

"Are you guys done yet? Has half an hour passed?"

Jing Pu blinked, then quickly got up and walked towards the inner room. Damn, I almost forgot there was someone else inside.

After he finished tidying up for Yun Qiyao, Jing Pu returned to his previous spot to wash vegetables.

Before long, Yun Qiyao, now dressed, also came out. She seemed to still be angry about what Jing Pu had said earlier. She immediately looked at Jing Pu and snorted, "I don't like owing favors. Tell me what you want... Senior... Can I have lunch here today?"

Jing Pu: "???"

What was she rambling about??

As Jing Pu looked up at Yun Qiyao with a strange expression, Yun Qiyao's beautiful, enchanting eyes were fixed intently on the large basin of vegetables in front of him.

Seeing Yun Qiyao's demeanor, Jing Pu raised an eyebrow and said with a peculiar look, "It's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks. Stay if you want to eat, but I didn't prepare a dish for you. Go to the backyard and pick some more."

The current Yun Qiyao nodded repeatedly, extremely obedient, as if she had forgotten everything that happened before. She quickly ran out of the main hall to pick vegetables in the backyard.

At lunchtime, at the dining table, Jing Pu held chopsticks in one hand and his bowl of rice in the other, staring blankly at the scene before him.

Do you people not eat at home?

There were many people at the table today: Jing Pu, Ling Ju, Ling Jing, and Lie Chun, plus the newly arrived Yun Qiyao, making a total of five people.

But now, except for Jing Pu, the other four were like refugees, frantically snatching food from the table.

Even Ling Ju, who usually paid the most attention to her demeanor, was eating large mouthfuls, her not-so-small mouth stuffed full, which was rather cute.

Jing Pu watched the dishes, which had just been served less than three minutes ago and were already nearly empty, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Jing Pu knew his cooking was good, but these people were royalty. Their chefs surely couldn't be bad, right? Seriously?

Besides... weren't these people not eating at home?

(Today is a new recommendation, so I won't say anything about extra chapters based on recommendation votes. I'll just do three chapters. If you have any spare recommendation votes, please cast them. This recommendation is quite important. If the results are good, we'll advance to the next recommendation. If the results are bad, we might go straight to paid chapters. I'm counting on you all.

Also, thanks to Ah Lin for 588, Yin Song for 100, and Wu Yan for 100 in tips. Thank you, thank you~)