Sick Prince Rescue Plan

Chapter 117: Birthday gift

Although I am not angry anymore, there are still some things I need to ask clearly.

Xiao Jinshao took a sip from the teacup reservedly, and then said nonchalantly: "Okay, sit down, tell me, what are you doing lately?"

Jun Yuwan had already thought about it a long time ago, and now she lied, and there is no flaw, "Isn’t this coming to the Mid-Autumn Festival? Whether it’s in the capital or Annan, it’s time to take care of it, or to take care of it, and Shu Zhu Three, I have followed us in the first year, and I won't let them chill."

Xiao Jinshao had a meal, but she had forgotten this, but she did not expect that she would remember it all.

Seeing Jun Yuwan's increasingly refined features, he suddenly felt a little grateful and a little distressed.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jun Yuwan listened to what he said and felt a little bit embarrassed, "It's nothing, I'll just move my lips, and someone will take care of specific things. There is nothing to do. Don't talk about it anymore. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, does your Highness have any plans?"

"Plans?" Xiao Jinshao glanced at her puzzledly: "What plans? You can live as you please."

Jun Yuwan resisted and didn't roll his eyes. This guy really forgot about his birthday. Could it be that no one had given him his birthday before?

It seems to be the case.

Jun Yuwan lowered her eyes, her playful thoughts faded a bit. She glanced at the food on the table and said annoyed: "Look at me, patronize and talk. Your Royal Highness hasn't eaten yet, let's eat first, and then talk after you finish. "

Xiao Jinshao didn't understand why she suddenly changed the subject. Didn't she talk about Mid-Autumn Festival?

The moment he picked up his chopsticks was blessed to his soul, Mid-Autumn Festival... Isn't his birthday also Mid-Autumn Festival? Jun Yuqiong, his birthday seems to be that day too!

Xiao Jinshao consciously understood Jun Yuwan's mood. Does this little guy want a birthday gift, but I am embarrassed to say?

Thinking of this, he remembered the flower that he had hidden by the bedside. Speaking of which, he hadn't given him anything. What should I give him on this birthday?

Can't you say this? It's meaningless if you say it, so what should I give?

In the same way, Jun Yuwan was thinking about this question too. The two had different thoughts, and they just sat together for a meal without noticing the strangeness of each other.

After eating, Jun Yuwan was still thinking about how to fool around for a while, so Xiao Jinshao left first, saying that she was a little sleepy.

If it was normal, Jun Yuwan might have noticed the clues, but now Jun Yuwan was anxious that Xiao Jinshao would not ask, and sent the person back after a few words of concern.

In the next few days, both of them were busy with gifts, and no one looked for anyone.

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"The white tree-dwelling crows in the atrium, cold dew and silent wet osmanthus. Tonight, Yueming people are looking all over, I don't know who will fall in autumn?"

Xiao Jinshao had something in his mind lately and was not sleeping well, so he woke up early. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Early in the morning, the palace people outside were busy. Seeing that he was upset, he hid in the study.

During the festive season, it is always easy to cause melancholy. Xiao Jinshao sits idle for a while and suddenly writes a poem. The poems of the predecessors are in harmony with the hearts of the present.

The weather today is exceptionally good, the autumn is high, the sun is shining but not dazzling, and it is golden everywhere.

Xiao Jinshao opened the small window and looked at the hanging lanterns outside, but his heart was still a little erratic, until he saw the man slowly coming from the end of the veranda.

Jun Yuwan today wore a crimson robe with gold thread with a collar, and her white face was set against her. The whole person looked extravagant and festive.

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