When the gate of the palace had become a small point, Ling Ran and Xian'er looked at each other and smiled.

Walking slowly through the narrow and lively alleys of the capital, Ling Ran savored the classical and non-old-fashioned buildings here, each red brick and tile full of wind and frost and stories, and his mood suddenly became happy.

Suddenly, a men's clothing store came into view, and Ling Ran hurriedly took Xian'er's hand and ran towards the store, picking between the fat and simple robes.

"Girl, what size does your father-in-law wear, maybe I can recommend it for you?" A shopkeeper of about fifty walked towards Ling Ran, and Ling Ran was busy and embarrassed to refuse, "It's okay, you're busy, I'll just take a look." ”

Half an hour later, Ling Ran, dressed in white men's clothes, pushed open the door of the fitting room in a dashing manner.

"Miss...... It's handsome. Seeing Ling Ran's heroic appearance, Xian'er couldn't help but widen her eyes, and her cheeks turned unnaturally red.

"It's called Childe," Ling Ran glanced at Xian'er with some dissatisfaction, only then did he remember that she hadn't changed her clothes yet, so he hurriedly stuffed another wide blue robe beside her into her arms, pushed her into the fitting room, and teased with a smile, "Go quickly, I don't want others to misunderstand our relationship." ”

Xian'er in the fitting room couldn't help but have a black line on her face when she heard this, quickly changed her clothes, imitated Ling Ran's heroic movements, and pushed the door out in a dashing manner.

Ling Ran couldn't hide the natural girlish aura on her body when she saw that the wide male robe on her body couldn't hide her natural femininity, and she still had to pretend that she was very handsome and cool, so she couldn't help laughing out loud for a while.

Xian'er couldn't help but pouted aggrievedly, "Otherwise, what should I do, Ling Gongzi?" ”

Ling Ran smiled slightly, didn't say a word, took out a small stack of silver tickets from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper who was a little stunned on the side, the shopkeeper immediately smiled, and gave each of them an antique folding fan, and then sent them out of the store.

"It's good now, there's a prop." Ling Ran neatly opened the folding fan and smiled at Xian'er.

"Haha, yes, Xian'er will work hard to learn how to be a good man." Xian'er echoed the Tao seriously, and then learned to open the folding fan in a decent manner.

Ling Ran glanced at Xian'er's serious look, and couldn't help laughing, she put away the folding fan and knocked her on the head, "It's still Xian'er, it's time to change your name, you will be called Qiangongzi." ”

"Yes, little ...... Ahem, Ling Gongzi. ”

Ling Ran couldn't help laughing, and just wanted to say something more, but his hand was pulled over by Xian'er and came to a pastry shop.

Ling Ran raised his eyes and saw that the archway of this shop was impressively engraved with the three big characters "Xu Pastry", and he couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration in his mind, where did he seem to have heard this name...... But she couldn't think of anything now, so she had to look down at the enticing aroma of the pastries.

She was dizzying at the various steaming snacks in front of her, but who expected Xian'er to shout at the chubby figure inside:

"Uncle Xu, my son Ling wants a pound of mung bean cake."

I saw that the back was stunned for a moment, and then quickly turned around and smiled kindly, "Okay." ”

Taking advantage of Uncle Xu's efforts to support the pastries, Ling Ran couldn't help but look him up and down, only to see that although this little old man had white temples, he was in a strong figure and in good spirits, with a black turban wrapped around his head, a dark red scar looming under the turban near the temple, his eyes were slender, his nose was collapsed, and his eyebrows were full of kindness.

After a while, he wrapped the mung bean cake in a paper bag and handed it to Xian'er, only then did he glance at Ling Ran, the moment Ling Ran looked at him, he had the illusion of being seen through, she couldn't help blinking, and then looked over, only to see that Uncle Xu's eyes were still calm and gentle smile.

"Thank you, Uncle Xu." Xian'er handed him a silver ticket.

"You're welcome, the two sons and brothers go slowly, welcome to come again!" Uncle Xu took the silver ticket and waved his hand at them kindly.

After walking away from Xu Pastry for a distance, Ling Ran couldn't help but look back at Uncle Xu twice, only to see that he was busy picking up customers again, and it could be said that business was booming.

Xian'er glanced at Ling Ran and said, "This is one of the most famous pastry shops in the capital, when you were a child, you liked to eat the mung bean cake made by Uncle Xu the most, and you had to ...... every few days Qiangongzi will bring you some back. ”

"Really? I'll taste it," Ling Ran took out a golden delicate pastry from the paper bag, took a bite and tasted it carefully, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and said, "Hmm...... It tastes really good! Yes, I'll eat his family in the future. Then he took a few more bites and ate it.

Xian'er looked at her greedy, and couldn't help laughing, "It seems that even if Ling Gongzi loses his memory, he will not be able to escape the catastrophe of the Xu family's mung bean cake." ”

"What do you say! Why don't you taste it? Ling Ran only thought that what Xian'er said was a joke, but she didn't know what kind of implicit meaning it would be when she recalled it a few days later.

"I don't like sweets." Xian'er shrugged helplessly.

At this moment, Ling Ran suddenly heard the sound of a drum beating from not far ahead, and saw that many people were rushing in that direction, and at the end of the crowd, two figures, one black and one white, could be vaguely seen fighting fiercely on the stage.

"Let's go and see." As he spoke, Ling Ran pulled Xian'er's sleeve and squeezed into the sea of people with difficulty.

When he got closer, when he saw the face of the man in white on the stage with three-dimensional facial features, deep-set eye sockets, and a high nose, Ling Ran couldn't help but widen his eyes!

How is he?!

That's a coincidence, isn't it......

Recalling that when she first came to this world, she accidentally strayed into the Qinglou, and it was this man who stepped forward at the 'critical moment' and helped her resolve a small crisis.

Unexpectedly, when she seized the opportunity to go out for a stroll again, she met this person again.