Qimingxuan stop place, is a nobody's alley, but not far away there is a lively voice.

Lin Shuqian hasn't been out for a long time, and when he heard the peddler's cry, he began to move.

Regardless of Qi Mingxuan, Lin Shuqian walks towards the market and walks out of the alley. A lively scene appears in front of him.

Stalls, peddlers, street jugglers, bargain makers, everyone's face is full of vitality that Lin Shuqian has not seen for a long time.

This street is the place where Qi Mingxuan and Lin Shuqian came when he was a child. It's not the busiest market in the capital, but it's far away from the places where the dignitaries and dignitaries live. The people who come and go here are civilians, and no one will recognize them.

When Lin Shuqian stepped on this street, he felt that his steps had become light. She went to a vendor selling ice sugar gourd. There was a child sitting on the ground crying for ice sugar gourd.

"I'll take all your iced sugar gourds." Lin Shuqian withdrew a small gold ring from his hand and threw it into the Hawker's hand.

The peddler and the little boy sitting on the ground are all silly. This is the wife of a rich family from where. They are so casual.

The peddler busily hands Lin Shuqian a whole stick full of ice sugar gourds. Qi Mingxuan catches it. The little boy who was sitting on the ground crying left envious saliva.

Lin Shuqian took an ice sugar gourd and gave it to the child sitting on the ground. He took another one and let Qi Mingxuan help him with the rest.

Qi Mingxuan took the stick with the ice sugar gourd and put the ice sugar gourd out of the momentum of the mace.

Two people continue to move forward, each to a stall, Lin Shuqian will be curious to look up, and sometimes talk with the vendor.

"Sir, you are a good-looking sugar man!"

"Auntie, you embroidered these handkerchiefs yourself? What a clever hand

"Auntie, what fruit do you sell here? Can I try it?"

Qi Mingxuan followed, looking at Lin Shuqian with a smile between his eyebrows and eyes, which was quite different from the dignified empress dowager in the palace.

This is his Xiaoqian sister, the happy and willful Lin Shuqian.

Walking, Lin Shuqian saw a wonton stall and looked back at Qi Mingxuan.

Qi Mingxuan immediately read the meaning of Lin Shu shallow eyes, nodded.

Last time I came to this street, it was Lin Shuqian who made a mistake at home and was shut up by Lin Sheng. She was angry and wanted to fast. She was hungry all day.

Unexpectedly, Qi Mingxuan went over the wall to the Lin family and brought Lin Shuqian here to buy a bowl of wonton for him.

It was the best food Lin Shuqian had ever eaten in his life.

Lin Shuqian quickly walked two steps into the stall. When the stall owner saw a man and a woman in extraordinary clothes, he thought they were a couple coming out to play.

"Sir, madam, would you like to try the wonton from the shop?"

"I want a bowl!" Lin Shuqian turned his head and looked at Qi Mingxuan behind him, "two bowls!"

"Good!" The stall owner turned to uncover the lid and poured two bowls of wonton into the boiling hot water.

"Sit down." Lin Shuqian looks at Qi Mingxuan, who is still standing behind him. He feels that he is under great pressure. He points to the small stool on the opposite side to let him sit down.

This small stall is originally a roadside stall. The environment is by no means good. The table is greasy and the stool is also a small bench. Qi Mingxuan is tall and big, sitting on a small bench is very awkward, a pair of long legs nowhere to place.

Lin Shu shallow raised the corner of the mouth to smile, although Qi Ming Xuan changed appearance, but still very interesting.

After a while, the stall owner brought up two bowls of hot wonton, and saw that the two guests were dressed luxuriantly. They were afraid that they would dislike their small shop, so they took chopsticks and scalded them in boiling water.

Lin Shuqian took the chopsticks to thank the shopkeeper, then picked up a wonton and put it in his mouth.

Just out of the pot of wonton is still hot, Lin Shuqian almost cry.

But this wonton is really delicious. It's much more delicious than the delicate but light dishes in the palace.

When the stall owner saw Lin Shuqian's appearance, he thought of a guest many years ago.