When Xiao Ye heard that Mo Jingchen said in his heart that he would peel chestnuts for himself for the rest of his life, his anger was reduced by more than half in an instant.

However, thinking about the amulet in the sachet, which I obtained by climbing the mountain with my kneeling every three steps and at the cost of half of my remaining life, I feel that I cannot forgive him so easily!

Mo Jingchen was also angry in his heart, but on the surface, he still had a spring-like smile.

Use tongs to pick up the roasted chestnuts from the charcoal fire, blow on them, and then start peeling them.

After peeling, he put the chestnut meat into Xiao Ye's mouth.

Xiao Ye bit down hard in anger, biting even Mo Jingchen's fingers.

I feel angry and angry:

If you don’t hang my sachet, I’ll bite you to death!

Mo Jingchen didn't dodge or cry out in pain, nor did he show any surprised expression. He just thought in his heart:

[Little wolf, are you greedy for meat? You are so ferocious~]

[You want to pick a fight, right? ]

[Little darling, as long as I ignore you, this fight won’t happen]

So, Mo Jingchen smiled and asked,

"Where's the little wolf?"

Seeing that his revenge was ignored, Xiao Ye became even angrier and pouted.

"It's finally snowing, so it must have gone to roll around in the woods in the backyard. Do you want to go check it out?"

Mo Jingchen smiled and nodded.

"Okay~"

Xiao Ye really wanted to slap himself in the face!

Why are you talking so fast? I have a lot more to say to him.

Little wolf, go where it’s cool!

Xiao Ye's expression froze for a moment, then he spoke again in a gloomy voice.

"It's been three months since we last met. Aren't you afraid that it won't recognize you and will bite you if it sees you again?"

Mo Jingchen answered gently and straightforwardly.

"Don't be afraid~"

Xiao Ye's face fell again, and his expression became even darker.

"I haven't had breakfast and I'm still hungry. Peel a few more chestnuts for me. When I'm full, I'll take you to find them."

Mo Jingchen still spoke in a gentle tone:

"Okay~"

Mo Jingchen's easy talk made Xiao Ye push forward.

"Shall we go to the back streets to eat butter cakes? I miss the butter cakes made by Lao Zhangtou so much.

A few days ago, he was ill, and I went there several times but failed.

I don’t know if the stall is open now. If he doesn't show up at the stall today, I'll go to his house to look for him. "

The butter cake made by Lao Zhangtou was the first pastry Mo Jingchen bought from outside the palace for Xiao Ye when he was a child.

Among the small vendors on the entire street, Lao Zhangtou’s stall is the neatest and cleanest. Although the stall was small, it was spotless and could catch Mo Jingchen's eyes.

Moreover, the butter cake made by Lao Zhangtou is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy and sweet, and is particularly delicious.

These days, Xiao Ye has been trying to buy some for Mo Jingchen to send to his house, but has always failed.

Mo Jingchen readily agreed,

"I haven't seen him for more than half a year~"

Mo Jingchen came back from Jiangnan and went out on the street for the first time.

When he saw the bustling crowd on the street, it was quite strange.

"What day is it today? So many people?"

[There are so many people. If I had known there were so many people, I wouldn’t have come out]

Xiao Ye raised the tail of his peach blossom eyes, revealing bright starry eyes,

"Hey, you don't know, right? Ever since many merchants came to do business from the Western Region, this street has become lively."

"Mo Nansheng still deserves some credit."

"What kind of credit does Mo Nansheng have? The one who deserves the credit is Xiao Nansheng!"

"It makes sense."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

[It doesn’t matter who the princess is, the important thing is that she must be Tianqi’s princess, so that she can bring temporary peace to the two countries. 】

[Little silly, you have really made progress]

Lao Zhangtou's stall was still empty. I heard from neighbors that Lao Zhangtou became ill after autumn.

After all, he is nearly seventy years old, and with this disease, he may be approaching his end.

Mo Jingchen suggested,

"Shall we go to his house and have a look?"

Xiao Ye immediately nodded and said yes, and asked for the address of Lao Zhangtou's home.

It's not far from here. You don't need to take a carriage. Just turn two corners and you'll find the house at the end of the alley.

Old Zhangtou never expected that these two noble young men would come to see him, a bad old man who was about to die.

Immediately, he wanted to sit up, but he didn't have the strength. He tried to stand up twice but to no avail. It was his son who helped him up.

Mo Jingchen put his hand on his wrist and checked Lao Zhangtou's pulse.

It is true that he is old and his pulse is weak and slow, but it is not that his end is imminent.

Mo Jingchen picked up the pen, wrote a prescription, and handed it to Lao Zhangtou's son.

"Go to the Baicaotang in the east of the city, take the medicine according to the prescription, take it until spring, and then you can get out of bed."

Lao Zhangtou's son looked at a densely packed prescription. Although he couldn't recognize all the words, just looking at the two words "ginseng" was enough to make his head grow bigger.

How can people like them, small traders and hawkers, afford such expensive prescriptions ...

Xiao Ye saw the difficulty in his eyes at a glance, took out ten taels of silver notes from his wallet, and did not forget to ask Mo Jingchen,

"enough?"

Mo Jingchen's eyebrows were gentle,

"Add another twenty taels~"

Xiao Ye immediately took out another twenty taels of silver notes, making a total of thirty taels, and handed them to Lao Zhangtou's son.

These thirty taels of silver were enough for the two of them to make business for several years.

Lao Zhangtou's son refused again and again,

"Young Master, you will not receive reward for your merits, but a villain would not dare~"

Xiao Ye said boldly,

"Why don't you dare? Quickly take care of your father's illness. We are still waiting to eat the butter cakes he made."

The old Zhangtou on the bed was so grateful that he burst into tears and could not speak.

Xiao Ye smiled and said,

"Old Zhangtou, take good care of yourself and try to get out of business as soon as possible.

Next time, the two of us go to your stall to eat butter cakes, but we won’t pay you. "

Lao Zhangtou nodded repeatedly and choked with sobs,

"Okay, little old man, thank you two gentlemen."

The two people left Lao Zhangtou's home and returned to the street.

Xiao Ye bought roasted sweet potatoes for himself and candied haws for Mo Jingchen, eating them while walking.

Mo Jingchen suddenly grabbed his waist, his expression became stern, and he was visibly panicked.

"It's broken, I lost my sachet!"

Xiao Ye rarely saw Mo Jingchen showing nervousness on his face, and couldn't help but guess in his heart:

It's just a broken sachet, what's the point?

Could it be that the sachet was given to him by someone important?

Who is it? More important than me? !

I'm furious!

Mo Jingchen turned around and walked back, searching the ground densely packed with people's legs.

Xiao Ye went over to hold him.

"Isn't it just a sachet? Just throw it away. Don't look for it. I'll buy you another one!"

Mo Jingchen said resolutely:

"no"

【You gave this to me, how could I lose it】

Xiao Ye instantly became more confused:

Did I give it to you?

The one I sent was obviously black with an iceberg embroidered on it. I've paid attention to the one you lost. It's royal blue. Can it be the same ...

At this moment, Xiao Ye was still muttering in his heart, could it be that someone had done something to change the sachet he handed into Yuntai Palace?

Although he couldn't figure it out for a while, Xiao Ye helped him find it and asked,

"Did it fall into the old Zhangtou's house?"