The clouds move slowly, the sun sets, and the bustling streets of Chang'an are bustling with people and shops.

A horse-drawn carriage drove through a bustling street, bypassing the bustling shops, and slowly driving into an alley.

In the corner of the alley, there is an award-winning pastry shop.

As soon as the carriage entered the alley, the enticing aroma wafted into the nose and whetted the appetite.

Before the carriage approached, he saw that the shop was full of people.

Xuanwu didn't know how Ye Beicheng found such a secret pastry shop, he stopped the carriage and said to the people in the carriage: "Lord Wang, it's here." ”

When everyone heard the movement, they all looked back, only to see a very atmospheric carriage parked in the alley, and at a glance they knew that the person who came was not small.

Everyone couldn't help but be curious about the people in the sedan chair inside.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a man dressed in brocade clothes came out, he wore a mask on his face, which made people unable to distinguish his true face, but he had a noble temperament on his body, which made it impossible to ignore.

Xuanwu silently followed behind Ye Beicheng, and couldn't help but remind him loudly: "Lord Wang, the cook in the house can also do this, why do you have to come to this kind of place to buy it in person?" ”

Even if you want to buy it, you have to let the people in the house come out to buy it, how can there be a reason for the master to come to this downtown to buy pastries.

Yebei admitted: "What? Can't this king come and buy it himself? ”

Xuanwu explained: "That's not what the subordinates meant...... It's just that there are too many people here, and I have to wait for a while to buy it. ”

Xuanwu thought to himself: It is better to directly invite the owner of this shop to the mansion and make it for the princess to eat every day. Why bother to run every day, how troublesome!

Ye Beicheng glanced at the crowd of onlookers in front of the shop, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Today, he came late, and he didn't know if he could buy the sour jujube cake that Lin Shuang'er liked to eat.

He said, "No need, there is a first come, first come, first come, first wait." ”

Hearing this, Xuanwu didn't say much, anyway, this is not the first time that Ye Beicheng has come to buy things for the princess in person.

Xuanwu remembered that the previous master would not care about these, but now, the master has someone in his heart, and there is gradually a bit of fireworks on his body.

Everyone has no intention of giving in, everyone is a person who follows the rules, and besides, the pastries in this shop taste very good, and the daily portions are limited, so you may not be able to buy them at the end of the line.

At this time, I don't know whose little boy was unattended, running wantonly in the crowd, one was unstable, suddenly tripped over the stone under his feet, and was about to be planted on the ground, but fortunately, Ye Beicheng caught the person in time.

A woman hurriedly chased after her, thanked Ye Beicheng and pulled the child away.

The three-year-old boy, when he was most noisy, faced the man wearing a mask in front of him, he was not afraid, but also reached out and ripped the mask off his face.

Suddenly, a handsome face was exposed in front of people.

Under only the mask, the man's face is handsome and picturesque, his temperament is noble and cold, and his eyebrows reveal an uninhibited heroic spirit.

At this time, someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise, and recognized him at a glance.

"Oh my God, it's the God of War, how could he be here?"

As soon as the words fell, the girls around them were instantly moved.

When Beicheng returned to Beijing in triumph at night, they had seen his true face, and they would never forget it for a long time just by looking at it, but they didn't expect to meet him in this downtown area.

The woman hurriedly handed back the mask in the little boy's hand to Ye Beicheng, and said tremblingly: "The child is not sensible, and I hope the prince will not blame." ”

Yebei took the mask and said in a flat tone: "It's okay, this king is just here to buy a pastry." ”

Everyone looked at each other.

Pastry?

Pastry?

The god of war came to buy the pastries in person?

Still so well-behaved behind them?

Everyone was in disbelief.

In their eyes, aren't the gods of war all high? When they saw him on weekdays, they were all wearing armor, holding swords, sitting on high-headed horses, accompanied by tens of thousands of cavalry, they did not even have the courage to approach, and they could only stand far away, looking at each other with awe.

Such a noble and cold person would line up with them to buy pastries so down-to-earth?

In the crowd, a woman didn't know what she thought, and said boldly: "The prince is here to buy pastries for your lady, right?" ”

Everyone suddenly realized.

How could they forget that the God of War Prince had just married Princess Rongchang of Beirong not long ago, and this pastry had been bought for his wife since An Ran!

Ye Beicheng let out a faint "um" and did not deny it.

The girls were envious, and they stepped forward to stuff the pastries they bought into Ye Beicheng's hands.

Xuanwu stopped the girls who were in high spirits and said to everyone: "My princess has been fond of eating this family's pastries recently, I wonder if you can make it convenient for my master to buy one first?" ”

Hearing this, the people gave up their positions one after another, and said to Yebei with a smile: "The prince will buy it first, don't let your lady wait at home in a hurry, we are not in a hurry, you can wait more." ”.

"Yes, yes, the prince will buy it first."

Ye Beicheng couldn't shirk it, so he only thanked him softly.

The people looked at Yebei Cheng's friendly behavior, and suddenly subverted their cognition.

It turns out that the rumored ruthless God of War Lord also has such an approachable side......

In the past, Ye Beicheng wore a mask every time he came to buy pastries, and the boss naturally didn't recognize him, but now that he knew that he was the god of war, he hurriedly packed the sour jujube cakes he often bought on weekdays and sent them to Ye Beicheng in person.

The boss said: "The grass people are clumsy, I don't know if it is the prince who you came to buy it in person, next time if you need it, the grass people will send it to the house for you, why do you need to run it yourself." ”

Yebei took over the pastry and said, "If you have nothing to do, the boss doesn't have to take it to heart." As he spoke, he motioned for Xuanwu to step forward and pay the silver taels.

Where did the boss dare to answer, and refused again and again: "A little bit of grass people's heart, the prince doesn't have to be so polite." ”

Yebei admitted: "It should be." With that, he turned around and got into the carriage with the packed pastries.

Xuanwu stuffed the silver into the boss's hand and said, "Trouble the boss to pack another one for me." ”

The boss took the silver and said, "What do you want?" ”

Xuanwu thought about it, Dongmei was greedy, she ate a lot, she was not picky, she liked to eat any taste, so she said to the boss: "Let's have a copy of all kinds of pastries." ”

"Okay." The boss took the silver, turned around, and packed several more copies for Xuanwu.

At that time, Qi Ming was coming out of the palace in a leisurely manner, and at a glance he saw Xuanwu driving a carriage out of the alley, and he saw Ye Beicheng also sitting in the sedan chair at a glance.

Qi Ming asked Changfeng beside him and said, "What is it doing there?" ”

Changfeng said: "Back to my lord, I sell pastries." ”

Qi Ming suddenly realized.

Feelings, Beicheng left in a hurry on the night of the palace banquet, did he come here to buy pastries?

Qi Ming shook his head with a smile and said, "It's really a spoiled wife." ”