My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

"What kind of trick is this? I've never seen it before."

Ning Mingche saw the most things about eating, drinking and having fun, and was also the most interested in them. At this moment, the two people were standing next to each other, staring intently, "Senior brother and junior sister, can you two tell what is being said here?"

Yue Lingheng said coldly, "I'm afraid it's not a trick."

The moment he finished speaking, a child's tiger-head shoe suddenly appeared in the clouds. He climbed down little by little, and the thing he was holding in his hand was slowly exposed.

It was a plate of delicate pastries as white as jade.

The warm aroma overflows.

The crowd's exclamations covered up Ning Mingche's unbelievable voice, "Isn't this, isn't this the newly released Dragon and Phoenix Chengxiang Cake from Baiweilou?"

Yan Conling and the two were close to him, and they were not ordinary people. When they heard this, they both turned their eyes.

Baiweilou is the No. 1 restaurant in the Imperial Capital. It costs more than ten taels of silver to order a pot of tea just for a long time. Those who go there are either rich or expensive, and ordinary people cannot afford it.

Yue Lingheng's cold expression became more solemn, "You said these are Baiweilou pastries?"

"Yeah, it's new this month, and the name of the dish hasn't been officially put up yet. As you know, the shopkeeper of Baiweilou and my father are old acquaintances. Every time there are new dishes, they will be sent to our house to try them first. "

Ning Mingche didn't pay attention to his expression and was still looking in.

The child was holding the plate of pastries to show to everyone. Behind him, his father was not sure whether he was tired or something else. There was a lot of sweat on his forehead and his face turned pale.

He hurriedly took out a coat and put it on himself. The crowd clapped their hands and applauded. In the high atmosphere, many people clamored to see other things.

"Man, can you get some gold and silver treasures?"

The man shook his head and gasped, "No precious gold or silver items are allowed. If those immortals find out, my child will not be able to come back."

"What about the fairy peach? You can always pick one, right?"

"If there is no fairy peach in the Heavenly Palace, what is the Heavenly Palace? You are not lying, are you?"

"Yes, yes!"

The booing got louder and louder. The strong man wiped his sweat and looked at his son.

There was worry hidden in the child's eyes, "Dad..."

"Go ahead." The man interrupted him, "Go up and pick a fairy peach for everyone to see."

The child climbed up again, and the man lifted his collar. This time, others could see that something was wrong.

One onlooker asked with concern, "Man, are you sick? Why are you so pale?"

"It's okay." The man shook his head and smiled, "I was naked just now and was a little bit cold."

When the child went there, it took much longer than the first time.

Yue Lingheng put his hand on the hilt of the sword and looked up at the rope connecting to the clouds.

After a long time, he looked back and turned to the girl with red hair and double buns.

"Did you see anything?"

"No." Yan Conling said frankly, "But I'm sure it's definitely not a trick."

"as big as World, nothing is nonexistent."

Ning Mingche also reacted, "There are always clans that are proficient in some strange magic and magic..."

As he finished speaking, his senior brother hit him hard on the waist and abdomen with his elbow. The young man then remembered something and quickly stopped talking, carefully looking at Yan Conngling's expression.

The other party remained indifferent, only focusing on the vertical rope.

The kid is back.

Moreover, he was holding a huge red peach in his arms, almost as big as his head.

The crowd was really excited now.

"Oh my God! There really is such a magical magic in the world!"

"I have never seen such a big peach, and the weather is so cold now...it must have been picked by Tiangong!"

"Man, are you selling this fairy peach? If you eat it, you may be able to cure all diseases and prolong your life." The sound of tinkling can be heard endlessly.

The bowl that had only a few copper plates in it before was now very full.

Ning Mingche liked to join in the fun, so she also squeezed into the crowd, threw down a piece of silver, and came out with her hair tie loose.

"Okay, let's go!"

Yue Lingheng, who was waiting in the corner, looked helpless.

Several people continued to patrol, but when they walked around the small gate on one side of the palace, they saw the eunuch who was usually responsible for purchasing, standing there with a sad face.

"Father-in-law, why are you here?"

Ning Mingche jumped forward and greeted him familiarly.

"Oh, little prince."

The eunuch bowed to him respectfully, his eyebrows almost twisted like earthworms, "As you know, the imperial concubine's birthday will be in a few days."

"No, a big peach was specially shipped over from the south, and it was going to be served at the banquet. It would look grand and bring good luck. But it was only sent to the imperial dining room this morning, and the peach disappeared as soon as I turned around. Got it!"

The eunuch's voice changed in tone due to anxiety.

Such a big peach is rare, and now it has disappeared. Where can they find another one like this?

It turns out that Concubine Yao is favored and favored in the harem, but she can't be fooled.

If one of them is dissatisfied, they will have no good fruits to eat.

He was walking around in circles, not noticing the faces of the three people in front of him turned dark after hearing these words.

"I go!"

Ning Mingche jumped up and his eyes widened, "That just now was actually... uh, uh uh..."

Before the thief could say anything, Yan Conling, who was next to him, quickly formed a magic formula with quick eyes and hands and sealed his mouth.

He tugged at his collar again and said, "Go over first!"

When the three men fought back, the father and son were putting away the copper plates in the bowl, and the rope behind them was hanging in the air.

The child didn't know whether he was experienced or had noticed them beforehand, so he shouted sharply.

"Father!"

The man raised his face as pale as paper and ignored the money. He poured it all into his pocket, hugged the child and climbed up the rope.

"Still trying to run!"

Yan Conngling raised his sleeves.

But before the demon-binding rope flew out, it was intercepted by another hand next to it.

With just one breath, the father and son had disappeared into the clouds, and the rope was quickly pulled away.

Yan Conngling turned around in disbelief, "Second Senior Brother?"

"They are humans, and they have a child." Yue Lingheng saw her confusion and explained patiently, "The demon-binding rope is used to deal with demons. Humans are easily hurt by words."

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Yan Conngling was finally defeated.

I also have a clearer understanding of why the second senior brother’s swordsmanship stretches the crotch the most.

When she struck out with her swords, Yue Lingheng was probably still struggling with the matter of killing.

She sighed softly and asked, "Okay, but what are the people in the palace going to do?"

"Junior sister, don't worry." Ning Mingche came over and put his arm on her shoulders with a smile, "Since the real peach is gone, let's make a fake one."

Seeing that Yan Conling did not respond, he thought to himself again, "I will personally suggest that I make a wax one that can reveal the characters with just one touch. And write something about being as blessed as the East China Sea and living longer than the Southern Mountains..."

His junior sister rolled her eyes.

The ideas are indeed novel and interesting, and can save fires and emergencies. But if this sentence is actually written, it is estimated that those people's heads are easier to peel off than garlic.

(End of this chapter)