Elara Qin glanced at Mira. Mira's face looked a little haggard in the morning light. She didn't know whether it was because she didn't sleep well at night, or because the years had left faint traces.
Because of Seren Qin's exam that day, the breakfast items that came into the kitchen were either rice dumplings, Dingsheng cakes or Zhuangyuan cakes. Even though the whole family was feeling uneasy, they couldn't help but laugh: "What's the use of these snacks for us? We have to give them to Brother Heng." It will only work if you eat it."
I was surprised that the woman who served breakfast was a real person. After hearing this, she felt deeply blessed and said: "The third young master gave the order yesterday to have a bowl of hot chicken soup, vegetable and meat wontons this morning, slaves." So I did it. I knew I should give the third young master some of this, but the slaves didn't think it through. "
Mira couldn't help but laugh, waved her hand and said: "Forget it, these things are either sticky or choking. Third young master, don't accumulate food after eating them. You did a good job, go down."
The woman was still worried and stepped back with a look of uneasiness.
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