The second son of the prince's family

Pei Qian suddenly felt that life was so boring. Watching the sunrise and sunset every day, the time just passed by like this. Why did he fight for those things outside his body? After everyone dies, they disappear into this world. After a hundred years, who will Remember you once existed, what you have experienced, and what kind of mood you have had.

However, if one day I suddenly disappeared, who would remember me and would be willing to come to me.

When he thought of this possibility, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

So I try to think about other interesting things, so that I don't let myself be so pessimistic.

Recently, Pei Qian wanted to eat plum cakes sold on the street outside. When he thought of looking at the plum cakes that were translucent with amethyst, with a sweet and sour taste, Pei Qian couldn't help drooling, and his heart was itchy. It is impossible to eat it.

He didn't even wait for the Shrike to buy it, so he ran outside to eat it.

Pei Qian stood by the stall waiting eagerly for the plum cake to come out, and kept asking the boss how long it would be ready.

While busy, the boss said with a smile: "Don't worry, my lord, it will be ready soon, so many people are waiting."

Around Pei Qian, there were also many people waiting, most of them with children.

Pei Qian felt a little shy in his heart, and stood there expressionlessly with his lips pursed, his demeanor was cold, as if he was not waiting for plum cake, but something inviolable and sacred.

After waiting for a while, Pei Qian couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "Boss, are you ready?"

But he didn't want to, but there was a sneer from the side, "Pei Xiaoliu, why are you not as good as these children? You haven't eaten for several years. Is the Qi Palace so poor?"

Pei Qian turned his head, and saw Pei Cheng with a sarcastic face in front of him, frowning and took a step aside, then ignored him.

Seeing that he ignored him, Pei Cheng glared at the people around him from embarrassment. The people around him were all frightened by his ferocious appearance. Qi Qi took a step back, and some children were even scared to cry.

Pei Cheng raised his chin slightly again, with an air of superiority, and said to Pei Qian, "What is this?"

Pei Qian glanced at him impatiently, and said, "Plum Cake."

As he spoke, saliva flowed from his mouth.

Pei Cheng said with disgust: "You actually like this kind of thing."

Pei Qian ruthlessly resisted the urge to beat Pei Cheng, thinking, not because he was too impulsive, but because Pei Cheng really deserved a beating.

At this time, the boss opened the cover, and a strong sweet and sour fragrance radiated out. The people waiting at the side all took a step forward. Pei Qian also immediately stared at the crystal clear plum cake in the pot, ignoring Pei Sheng. .

The boss cut a big piece for Pei Qian and wrapped it up for him.

With a shallow smile, Pei Qian was very satisfied and happy, and thanked the boss.

He was wearing a light blue thin shirt, his hair was neatly bundled up and fixed with a jasper hairpin, and he had a cool and modest demeanor, which made it easy for people to like him.

The boss said: "Young master, if you want to eat next time, just ask someone to tell you, I will find someone to deliver it to you, so you don't have to wait."

Holding the plum cake in his hand, Pei Qian smelled the sweet smell, and when he heard the boss say this, he was suddenly moved to the bottom of his heart, his heart was sour, and he said seriously: "Thank you, boss, I wish the boss a prosperous business, Peace and joy."

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Holding the plum cake, Pei Qian couldn't help it even on the street, eating in small bites with satisfaction in his eyes.

He was ashamed in his heart, and felt that it was very impolite to eat in front of people coming and going, so he walked slowly with a blank expression on his face.

Pei Cheng followed Pei Qian all the time, and couldn't help but said, "Is it so delicious? I'll eat some too."

After speaking, he was about to reach out to snatch it, Pei Qian immediately took a step back with vigilance.

Pei Sheng: "..."

Pei Cheng wanted the one in Pei Qian's hand, and reached out to grab it, "Let me taste a little."

He grabbed Pei Qian's wrist with a flip of his hand, turned around, and was going to take the things in his hand while Pei Qian was restrained by himself, but suddenly found that Pei Qian's face changed, he was very pale, and frowned in extreme pain.

Pei Cheng was startled, and quickly let go of him, seeing a red mark on Pei Qian's wrist.

Pei Qian gritted his teeth and looked at Pei Sheng coldly.

Pei Cheng felt a little guilty when he saw him, and he turned into anger from embarrassment: "Look, what are you looking at, you can't even touch it, it's really more precious than a woman."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing. Sure enough, he saw Pei Qing looking at him fiercely, his face pale and frightening.

Seeing him like this, Pei Cheng immediately shut up.

Pei Qian endured and endured, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out, why don't you talk to the young master in front of the young master, I will beat you to death next time."

After speaking, he walked forward quickly.

The Shrike followed him immediately.

When Pei Qian went out, he didn't take a carriage, but walked over.When I came here because I wanted to eat plum cakes, I didn't feel far away. Now I go back, but I feel that I haven't come here for a long time.

This place has reached the East Street, far away from the market, and has become very quiet.

Pei Cheng and his servants followed behind, Pei Qian felt more and more bored, so he quickened his pace.

When passing the Zhen Guogong's mansion, Pei Qian still slowed down, with a calm expression, and walked by pretending not to care.

Even though Zuo Qingyan was not outside the door, Pei Qian still wanted to make himself look better.

After walking around, seeing that he was about to reach Prince Qi's mansion, Pei Qian stopped, turned his head coldly, and was about to tell Pei Cheng not to follow.

But seeing Pei Cheng's terrified and angry expression, Pei Qian was shocked, and immediately bent over and dodged, and then saw a black shadow flashing past the corner of his eyes.

Pei Qian knelt down on the ground, with his hands resting on the ground in burning pain, and even his ankle seemed to be sprained, but he didn't care about it. Looking up, there were five or six masked people in black clothes.

The Shrike beside him immediately stood in front of him and said sharply, "Who are you?"

Those people didn't say a word, and directly came up to do it.

Pei Cheng ran over from behind, immediately stopped those people, and said angrily, "How dare you be so bold in broad daylight!"

Pei Qian stared at them closely, his hands and feet were so painful that he couldn't stand up, his face was covered in cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth to hold on.

Pei Cheng often went out of the palace, and he was used to not having anyone around him, but only brought a servant, but his skill was not very good, and he and Shrike were knocked unconscious by those men in black two or three times.

Pei Cheng's kung fu was better, but in the end he was no match for two fists and four hands, and he was knocked out from behind after only a few moves.

The leader walked up to Pei Qian. Pei Qian's throat tightened, his eyes were fixed on him, and he could only move back a little.

He looked up at the man fiercely, without showing any weakness, and said loudly: "You guys, what do you want to do?"

The man seemed to sneer, and suddenly raised his hand and patted the back of Pei Qian's neck. Pei Qian passed out without any struggle.