Qiuju poured some oil into the pot, and then beat an egg quickly after the oil was heated and placed in the pot. When the bottom was frying golden brown, turn over again. After a while, pick it up with chopsticks and put it in the bowl to separate the oil. Then beat an egg...

After both eggs were fryed, I put a bowl of noodles and finally put the eggs on the noodles. This is the breakfast of the third young master.

Qiu Ju has been in the Han Mansion for two years. She has seen the third son several times before he was injured. At that time, he often followed the eldest son or the second son, so how could he have the demeanor of the third son? Sometimes he would like to please Sister Qiu Ju when he saw him. But after he was injured, he didn't know whether it was the result of Sister Ling'er's care or whether he wanted to act like a third son, but he actually ignored him.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with the fact that Mr. Han no longer respected him as much as before, Qiu Ju, but no matter how dissatisfied he was, he still had to do what he should do. After all, he was a servant after all, and even if he was not in power, he would still be a third son. Even Sister Ling'er had to be respectful in front of him, let alone himself.

"Qiuju, where are you going? Didn't your mother live in the backyard? Why did she go to the east yard?!"

"Second Young Master, this is for the third master." Qiu Ju was so panicked that she almost threw the plate in her hand to the ground when she heard the second master Han Zhongyong's increasingly stern tone.

"Missary?" Han Zhongyong stared at the noodles on Qiuju's hand and was puzzled. It was not time for dinner yet, so why did he ask someone to deliver meals? Besides, he heard that he was ready now, so why did he do such an extraordinary thing?

If Han Zhongwei heard his second brother call him like this, he would definitely be so angry that he vomited blood. "Miss San" is a special name for a certain type of lady.

"Second Young Master, can I leave?" Qiu Ju was not surprised at all, because this name was originally a special noun for the first three injured young masters.

"Let's go? Where are you going?" Han Zhongyong looked at Qiu Ju and said with a smile. He was not interested in Han Zhongwei, the "miss". On the contrary, he attached great importance to Qiu Ju. In the past, she often followed Wu Ling'er to serve her mother, but she had no chance. But now she is alone and not in the inner courtyard. It's a god-given opportunity.

"Of course I'm going to the third young master." Qiu Ju looked at Han Zhongyong's obviously kind-hearted eyes and became more and more panicked.

"It's really true that the mistress is delivered to my room. Before the meal is time, he dares to ask the kitchen to deliver meals." Han Zhongyong said.

"Terminated to your room? The third young master..." Qiu Ju didn't dare to enter the tiger's mouth.

"Don't worry about him on the mistress, I will talk to him later." Han Zhongyong said indifferently.

"No, this is what Sister Ling'er specifically told me. I must not disobey it." Han Zhongyong's fame Qiu Ju has long been well known. She also knows very well what kind of person he is. If you take risks, you can't do anything.

"Okay, I'll send a bowl of noodles to my room later." Han Zhongyong was going to leave the house, but now he is preparing to go back because today's program may be very exciting.

"Second Young Master, I have to go to my wife's place later." Qiu Ju stammered and made up a reason.

"Absurd! I, the second young master, don't speak as effective as the mistress?" Han Zhongyong's tone became increasingly severe when he saw Qiu Ju pushing her back.

"I don't dare to give noodles to the second master later." Qiu Ju knew that she couldn't afford to offend the second master. Don't talk about herself, even Wu Ling'er couldn't afford to offend the second master.

"This is almost the same. I have not completed my studies today. Please send noodles earlier, don't starve me." Han Zhongyong's plan was successful. Seeing that another servant came, he did not bother Qiu Ju again.

Qiu Ju saw Han Zhongyong turning around and leaving, and hurriedly ran to Han Zhongwei's courtyard as if she was running away.

The door was hidden in a false sense. When I pushed the door in, the door inside was also closed. Is the third young master not here?

"Three Young Master..."

When Han Zhongwei heard someone calling him, he woke up immediately. Fortunately, he has not yet entered the school, otherwise he would be disturbed when he entered into meditation, and something would go wrong. As the person involved, Han Zhongwei did not have this sense of luck. He did not expect that he would escape inadvertently.

"Qiuju, come in." Han Zhongwei put on his shoes and opened the door.

"It's the third man, your breakfast is here."

"Okay, put it on the table." Han Zhongwei said, he was taken to the casino by his elder brother early this morning. After coming back, he always felt that he had nothing to do. It turned out that he had not eaten breakfast.

Seeing Qiu Ju stand at the table after setting up the bowls and chopsticks, Han Zhongwei had no intention of leaving at all, so he had to remind him that someone was standing beside him and it was difficult for him to eat, "Qiu Ju, you can clean up the evening."

"Three Young Master, I will wait until you finish eating before leaving." If it were the past, Qiu Ju might have gone to work on her own business first, and she would come back to clean up after Han Zhongwei finished eating. But today is different. Once she leaves here, she has to go to the second Young Master. I have heard that these second young masters like to tease maids. Many sisters in the mansion have been bullied by him, but they didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon.

"Then you can wait outside." Han Zhongwei said.

"Yes." As long as you don't leave here, Qiuju will have no objection. Although it is not necessarily safe to stay here, at least you can face it later.

But Qiu Ju felt worried that the third young master was eating breakfast too fast. He had just arrived in the yard for a while and asked himself to go in and clean up the dishes. Even if he wanted to delay for a while, he could not do it. She had never seen Han Zhongwei eat before. Han Zhongwei, who has a modern soul, was used to fast-paced life, and this speed was already considered slow.

"Qiuju, are you worried?" Han Zhongwei saw Qiuju's stiff movements when he packed the dishes, and his speed was completely different from before.

With a plop, Qiu Ju knelt straight in front of Han Zhongwei, "Please save Qiu Ju, your great kindness and great virtue will be remembered in your heart, and you will be a cow and a horse to repay you in the future!"

"Get up quickly." No one has ever kneeled down in front of him since he grew up, and Han Zhongwei was very uncomfortable.

"If you don't agree to save me, I won't get up." Now Han Zhongwei is like the last life-saving straw she caught.

"You have to tell me what's going on, I know how to save you, right?" Han Zhongwei didn't want to use force. In this era, men and women are not allowed to kiss each other, so it's better to be careful.

"Yes, the second young master also asked me to send noodles to him." Qiu Ju said.

"Then you send it to me. Could it be that my second brother is a human-eating tiger? You will die once you go?" Han Zhongwei said strangely, thinking that it was something, something small.

"No, the second young master's drunkenness is not about wine but about me..." A red cloud rose on Qiu Ju's face. Seeing that the third young master seemed to have no idea about such a thing, but how could he be embarrassed to say such a thing?

"You said that my second brother didn't want to eat noodles, but wanted to... eat you?" Han Zhongwei was a human being for two lives, so how could he not know Qiu Ju's words?

"Please help my life with the third son." Although Qiu Ju didn't understand what Han Zhongwei said, she immediately knew what it meant when she thought about it. When she looked at Han Zhongwei, she blushed even more on her face and thought to herself, "Don't look at the third son who is not old, she knows everything."

"How did my second brother tell you? What I want is the original words." Han Zhongwei asked.

"He asked me, no, the second young master said, 'I'll send a bowl of noodles to my room later'" Qiuju recalled carefully every word Han Zhongyong said just now.

"This is very easy. My second brother said he wanted to send noodles to his room, but he didn't specify that you want to send it. You can let someone else deliver it." Han Zhongwei thought for a moment and immediately caught his grammatical disease.

"But the second young master will be unhappy." Qiu Ju said.

"If he is happy, you have to call for help. Which one do you choose?"

"Thank you, the third young master." Qiu Ju immediately thought it through. If the second young master is happy, then his chastity will not be guaranteed. Why can't I think of such a simple truth? Although the third young master is only twelve years old, he can give me some advice. It's really impossible to think of it. It seems that I underestimated him before.

Seeing Qiuju leaving happily, Han Zhongwei returned to the bed, sat quietly cross-legged, closed his hands together, closed his legs, closed his eyes and jaws, adjusted his breathing carefully, and went out and went, all from his nostrils...
Chapter completed!