Autumn is getting cold, and winter is quietly coming.

But the fragrance of flowers in Fanxin Courtyard is still the same, and it is still full of spring.

In Changle Villa, Fang Ying helped Xin Xing deal with official business, Li took care of the villa up and down, and Xin Xing was recuperating leisurely.

During this period, many imperial doctors came to the palace one after another, and I heard that Shangguan Lichen fell his head and lost his memory a little. King Rong, the eldest princess, the empress and others specially sent imperial doctors to diagnose and treat.

Xin Xing couldn't help but sigh when he saw this lot of imperial doctors: "This is to move the entire imperial hospital." ”

However, all the imperial physicians came to a conclusion: His Royal Highness has nothing wrong with his head, his brain is very safe, and he has not broken it.

However, everyone wonders why Shangguan Lichen has a little amnesia? After all, the brain is a complex organ, and the current medical water products do not have any substantial development for the brain, at most they can prescribe some drugs to nourish the brain.

Anyway, it's just a small part of the memory lost, and it doesn't affect anything, right?

Xin Xing felt justified and comforted Shangguan Lichen: It's okay, forget it, forget it. Anyway, you are my husband before and after the amnesia, and you like me. It's nothing, let's just live well.

Xin Xing also specially instructed Baishanyuan to make more brain-nourishing stews for Shangguan Lichen.

As a result, Shangguan Lichen was miserable every time he ate.

A table of stews, pause brains, big and small brains, chicken brains, duck brains, sheep brains, and pig brains, do it in a variety of ways.

Shangguan Lichen's face was dispare, if he hadn't been determined, he would have vomited a long time ago. What he doesn't like the most is these organs, and he doesn't want to look at them more, so you let him eat them? I'm afraid it's going to kill him.

After Xin Xing found out, he didn't let Baishanyuan do any more brains for Shangguan Lichen.

Xin Xing is either sleeping and folding flowers or reading books and visiting the courtyard every day, very leisurely and comfortable.

After all, she went to Huanghui and suffered a lot, and for her, the happiest thing was to stay in her own courtyard.

Fan Yuechen and Shangguan are quite close to Chenchen, and the two are somewhat like-minded.

Zhong Cheng couldn't stand it anymore, and quietly persuaded him many times in the middle, but Shangguan Lichen didn't listen.

He thinks that liking is a person's right and emotion, besides, before Xin Xing met him, Fan Yuechen liked Xin Xing.

There's nothing wrong with liking itself, but you just don't cross it.

There are three days to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Shangyuan Festival, also known as the Lantern Festival. It has not yet reached the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the streets and alleys are particularly festive, and there are many stalls selling rice balls.

People are all dressed in new clothes and full of joy, and children are chasing and fighting.

Shangguan Lichen was painting in the room, and Zhong Cheng on the side walked in with a smile and said, "Lord, the market is lively, and it will be the Shangyuan Festival soon." Moreover, the birthday of the lord is approaching. Presumably, the owner of the young village will definitely be lively and lively for the monarch! ”

After hearing this, Shangguan Lichen looked at the lover of the pen gently, and a gentle smile on his lips was like spring water.

That's right, it's my birthday soon.

In the past, the birthday was handled by King Rong, and he didn't think it was interesting to pass every year. It's not that it's a birthday, it's more lively and festive than a birthday, and Shangguan Lichen doesn't like it.

But this year, it's different, because he has Xin Xing.

Celebrate her birthday with her, and you will definitely have a lot of fun together.

Shangguan Lichen couldn't help but look forward to the time he spent with Xin Xing on his birthday.

Shangguan Lichen retracted his thoughts, put down his pen, glanced at Zhong Cheng and said, "Okay, what is the young owner doing?" ”

Zhong Cheng replied: "Young Zhuang Master, oh, Young Zhuang Master is fishing, and Fan Gongzi is also there." ”

Shangguan Lichen frowned slightly, ignoring the unhappiness in his heart. Fan Yuechen can get close to Xin Xing, but as long as he doesn't do anything out of bounds, I don't care.

Shangguan Lichen looked at Xin Xing in his pen, he really couldn't get enough of it, Yin Yin just saw it in the morning, why did he think about it again now.

Zhong Cheng said in a puzzled tone: "Lord, it's the Shangyuan Festival soon, why is there no hanging lantern in the villa?" It's weird. ”

When Shangguan Lichen heard him say this, he was also puzzled. Generally, when the festival arrives, large families will prepare in advance, let alone a high-ranking family like Changle Villa.

But he didn't look into it soon, and he was still anxious to see Xin Xing.

Zhong Cheng saw Shangguan Lichen collecting the painting like a baby, and knew that he was going to find the young owner, so he said: "Lord, I will collect this painting for you first, you go to see the young owner first." Otherwise, it's not good for Fan Gongzi and the young owner to be alone, right? ”

Zhong Cheng was about to reach out and take the half-rolled painting as he spoke, Shangguan Lichen immediately frowned, moved the painting back, and said in a cold tone: "Don't touch it, I'll collect it myself." ”

Zhong Cheng smiled awkwardly, knowing that what he did was inappropriate.

Shangguan Lichen put away the painting and walked out, Zhong Cheng followed behind and said, "Lord, it's your birthday soon, just on the day of Shangyuan Festival." Why don't you decorate this courtyard too? Is it that the owner of the young village does not know? ”

Shangguan Lichen listened to Zhong Cheng's words, and his heart was angry, and he grinded his back sockets. He gasped, looked at Zhong Cheng with burning eyes, and said word by word: "Why do you talk so much?" What is my relationship with the young owner? Husband and wife! How could the young owner not know about my birthday? It's just that she wants to surprise me, can it be called a surprise if it's so high-profile? ”

Zhong Cheng immediately touched the back of his head with an iron-hearted look and said, "The villain owes his mouth, but he didn't expect this." That's right, after all, the young owner likes you very much. Knowing that you hurt your brain, I specially instructed Baishanyuan to pause and make up for what to eat.

The young owner of the village is called a love for you! Right! Young owner, this is a surprise, after all, you have never cared about birthdays, but in the eyes of the young owner, this is a big deal! ”

Shangguan Lichen was a little confused for a while, angry and hateful, and dared to mention his brain to me! It's still a stinky fart.

In fact, I am still very empty in my heart! I probably didn't tell her what my birthday was.

Shangguan Lichen was in a complicated mood, so he could only walk away with an embarrassed smile, and he had to comfort himself: It's okay, isn't there still three days, as long as I properly remind the young owner and let her know my birthday, how could she not prepare for me.

Surprise, she will definitely have it for me.

Actually, it's not important to be surprised or anything, the important thing is to be able to spend her birthday with her.

Shangguan Lichen felt much better when he thought about it like this, it's okay, it's okay, it's a big deal.

Lotus pond jade pond, lotus pond is not big, but it is exquisite and meticulous. The white jade fence is carved with lifelike lotus flowers, the water of the pond is clear, the lotus flowers are lovely, and the fish swim freely.

This is Xin Xing's favorite place to come when he is relaxed.

There was a four-cornered pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond, and Xin Xing was very comfortable lying on the rattan chair, with his eyes closed, enjoying the touch of the breeze.

The rod is tied to the side, and the wisher takes the bait.

Fan Yuechen sat on Xin Xing's side, holding a fishing rod, but looking at Xin Xing's sleeping face, he inadvertently exposed the tenderness in his eyes like water waves.