Falling flowers do not return

In terms of eyes——Shi Zixu has just returned from the gate of hell.

Although the breathing is shallow and intermittent, there is no strangeness in it.

Huamanlou's heart fell to the ground.

"Louer, how is Zixu?"

The boat full of flowers is the first one.

It was fashionable to form a circle before, but now they lined up in a row, and Hua Ruling found that she and her son were separated by two boats.

Hua Manlou looked back and "looked" at his father.

Following his movements, the cheek of the young man leaning on Hua Manlou's shoulder tilted, and his cold lips brushed against the latter's skin again.

Hua Manlou's arms suddenly tightened.

In this day, during these two hours, Shi Zixu has kissed him three times intentionally or unintentionally.

In the darkness of the secret room, the young man's lips were hot, and he licked his wrist provocatively.

In the rushing river, a mouthful of oxygen came from nowhere, and the lips and teeth were entangled.

But at that time, Zixu was not in danger of life.

But now, Song Wencao's identity has been exposed and his whereabouts are unknown. Even though the Hua family has a wealth of wealth, it is not known if they can find the next person with superb medical skills.

"It should be... nothing serious."

Hua Manlou heard her voice was distressed, and felt her throat was dry.

But he had to reply Hua Ruling like this.

Even if the delicate skin between the young man's forehead under his palm is hot like fire.

Unlike Hua Ruling, who had long been exhausted in energy, Lu Xiaofeng had sharp eyes, and at a glance, he noticed that Hua Manlou's expression was not right.

His fingers covering Zixu's forehead even trembled involuntarily.

Lu Xiaofeng, who also had lingering fears about the boy's last serious illness, felt his heart sink.

Lu Xiaofeng happened to know someone with superb medical skills.

He also knew very well how long it would take to travel from Jiangnan to Wanmei Villa.

But no one knows how long Shi Zixu can last.

For a while, no one made a sound from more than ten people, and they were as quiet as a chicken.

The fleet was about to dock in silence.

The moment the old man supported the bamboo pole on the shore, Hua Manlou flew up with Shi Zixu in his arms, and landed firmly on the ground.

The same goes for the others—Lu Xiaofeng even gave Hua Ruling a hand.

Ordinary people on the river bank cast curious eyes when they saw the group of people in distress.

Some women recognized that the leader was actually the seventh son of the Hua family, who is well-known in the south of the Yangtze River, and they all stopped.

Hua Ruling, who is most familiar with this place, looked around and said, "There is my inn under Peach Blossom Castle in an alley away from here. Please go there and rest for a while."

Everyone said hello one after another.

Hua Manlou felt that the skin under his hands was starting to burn, and was about to say to Hua Ruling, "Father..."

"Flowers...Manlou, your...hands are so cold...Ah...I smell fishy...where's the fish ball soup...?"

But someone's voice was weak and intermittent, but it happened to interrupt his unspoken words: "I want to drink honey water..."

这年头，一不留神就拆迁最新更新:2016-10-0512:00:00

"I'm really fine..."

The boy's voice was soft and waxy, coquettish in the quilt but he refused to get up: "I'm really fine, just stay in Peach Blossom Castle honestly, I really don't need to go all the way to Wanmei Villa."

In order not to be taken by Huamanlou to Wanmei Villa to meet Ximen Chuuxue, he immediately took another rose pill while he was still awake after returning to Peach Blossom Castle. Healthier people, why go to Wanmei Villa?

It's not that the young man is lazy or afraid of Ximen Chuuxue - he has never seen Ximen Chuuxue, so he can't be afraid of it - but that there are two kinds of people he can't see.

A person whose martial arts are strong to a certain extent, a person with superb medical skills other than Song Wencao.

Coincidentally, Ximen Chuuxue has both.

Shi Zixu naturally refused to go.

However, even though Huamanlou was sure that the boy's fever had subsided, and the doctor he found in the town said nothing was wrong, he still insisted that Shi Zixu go with him and Lu Xiaofeng to Wanmei Villa.

"No, no, no, no."

The boy simply started to play a rogue: "If you have to force me to go, I will run away on the road. Anyway, my young master is not short of money, so you can't keep an eye on me all the time. It's the same with one more Lu Xiaofeng."

Hua Manlou was originally trying to persuade her, but when she heard this, she almost laughed angrily.

"I said, Zixu, you still joked about Song Wencao's stupidity in the secret room, why are you making the same mistake as him now?"

Lu Xiaofeng had been leaning on the side with folded arms, and now he spoke.

"The iron shoe thief is an enemy, and we don't need that Buddha statue. Of course he is stupid."

Shi Zixu poked his head out and raised his eyebrows at Lu Xiaofeng: "Is this young master Huamanlou's enemy? If I want to run away, can you hit me? I just don't know what to do—I won't go anyway, who told me to go with this young master?" Who's in a hurry—even if you tell me that Ximen Chuuxue looks like a fairy, it's useless."

Lu Xiaofeng felt a little headache.

He really couldn't do anything to Shi Zixu.

Even if he and Hua Manlou were thinking about the youth, if the latter made up his mind not to go, although Zixu really didn't know what to do, could Hua Manlou knock him out and carry him away?

"Besides, I care more about another issue than seeing a doctor."

Shi Zixu rubbed his hands secretly from under the quilt and reached out to pull Huamanlou: "Huamanlou... I didn't ask you in the secret room..."

On the one hand, the latter let the young man secretly hold him, and on the other hand, he "swipe" to unfold the fan, shaking it slowly in front of his chest.

"Did Zixu ask me anything?"

Hua Manlou smiled kindly and kindly behind her with a background of flowers: "I am too worried that Zixu will not go to Wanmei Villa for treatment, and I won't remember it for a while."

Shi Zixu: "???"

Shi Zixu: "..."

"Didn't I ask you if you could like me if you got out alive?"

The boy narrowed his eyes, and pulled Gao Huamanlou's wrist to kiss him: "How about I help you remember?"

Hua Manlou withdrew his hands abruptly, and closed his fan: "No need, I've already remembered."

"Oh."

Shi Zixu smiled, seeing his teeth but not his eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng, who felt pain in his eyes for no reason, silently looked away: "..."

"Why don't you want to go to Wanmei Villa?"

In the past, teenagers listened to their own words the most. Even if they didn't want to sometimes, they would make a fuss for a while at most, and then they would obediently obey. A person who saves the lives of young people at all times.

Hua Manlou didn't believe that Zixu didn't want to cure the serious illness in his body, there must be other reasons.

"...Anyway, I won't go, and I won't tell you the reason. If you don't go, you won't go."

Shi Zixu lifted the quilt violently to cover his whole body; "I'm sleepy, I'm going to rest, goodbye!"

"..."

"...Brother Hua."

Seeing Hua Manlou's helpless expression, Lu Xiaofeng said, "Let him rest first."

"Song Wencao is missing, Zixu's body is seriously ill, and Uncle Hua has been defenseless against Song Wencao for a long time."

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou walked slowly in the garden side by side, and said, "Brother Hua, I'm actually considering inviting Ximen to Jiangnan."

"But I heard that the owner of Ximen Villa only goes out four times a year, all of which are to hunt down and kill vicious people."

Hua Manlou stood with his hands behind his back, his steps heavy.

Both his father and Zixu are people he cares about very much, and Lu Xiaofeng's suggestion is touching.

"It just so happens that Ximen has only traveled three times this year."

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Isn't the iron shoe thief just a vicious person? I'll pass on the letter to Ximen Chuixue Feige in a while."

Shi Zixu didn't know about the fact that he would bump into Ximen Chuuxue even if he was not going out, and he didn't rest after Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng left.

Because someone relied on their familiarity with Peach Blossom Castle for many years, and avoided others from entering the room after Lu Xiaofeng had gone all over the building.

Shi Zixu was wrapped in a quilt and sat cross-legged on the bed, half-closed his eyes, and looked at the visitor without fear: "Song Miracle Doctor is really bold, to even dare to enter Peach Blossom Castle."

"I can hang around here for 20 years without being noticed. Naturally, I have my way."

Song Wencao, who had gone to the magic doctor's vest, finally no longer concealed his original nature, and the eyes reflecting the youth's figure were angry and sinister: "Master Shi, what you are doing seems to be different from what the eldest son requested."

"..."

The boy suddenly laughed, laughing loudly.

He touched his abdomen, bent over laughing, tears came out of laughing, and Song Wencao blushed when he laughed.

Pale fingertips gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Shi Zixu laughed out of breath: "Why, Doctor Song is asking Master Ben to take responsibility? Let me guess—you failed to kill Lu Xiaofeng, someone Not happy. And that person is not happy—your daughter, who is the princess of the Peacock, is probably having a hard time right now?"

"I could have killed Lu Xiaofeng and made him the ugliest water ghost to die underwater!"

Song Wen trembled on the grass, as if he was forcibly suppressing the fury in his heart: "But Mr. Shi, you dare to disobey Mr. Eldest! Don't forget your mission!"

His chest heaved up and down, and his face was ferocious: "Don't forget, without me, no one can make Xiyan Pill!"

"...So, you are threatening this young master?"

Shi Zixu raised his eyes slowly, his eyes were dark and deep, and his voice was soft and slow.

"That's right!"

The moment Song Wencao spoke, he immediately regretted it.

He felt that he probably made a wrong decision.

Shi Zixu used to be coquettish at every turn, naive, unreasonable, moody, sweet-toothed, all kinds of behaviors have a strong sense of existence, which shows that this person is a pampered young master, a standard playboy - even his eyes are clear. In the end, people will not feel defensive.

Therefore, in everyone's mind, Shi Zixu is a child who has not grown up.

However, at this moment, the momentum of the person sitting there reversed instantly.

The same room, the same person, the same face, even the sunlight didn't move a single bit, yet Lu Xiaofeng turned into a ferocious iron-shoe thief with a heavy sweater.

"Miraculous doctor Song, you probably haven't contacted brother yet."

The corners of the boy's lips were shallow and cruel, with a strong smell of blood.

He curled his fingers slightly: "It's not that you don't want to, but you didn't have time to hide——Did anyone in Lu Xiaofeng's flower building die in the secret room? Two people, not your mistake—so your daughter is taking punishment on your behalf. You came to me because you didn’t know where the other hidden stakes were, and when you went back to Peach Blossom Castle to search, you found that the previous hidden stakes were nowhere to be found.”

"With nowhere to go, you came to threaten me, trying to use the Xiyan Pill to force me to confess to my brother."

"I said it, right?"

"The building is full of flowers."

Lu Xiaofeng put a round bead into Huamanlou's hand.

The latter picked it up and sniffed lightly: "Why is it another fire cloud thunderbolt?"

"This one has been soaked in water, so it probably can't be used anymore."

Lu Xiaofeng continued: "Song Wencao threw this one at that time. I caught it with Lingxi's finger and brought it back in my sleeve. The one that exploded was another one."

"Song Wencao has accomplices."

Hua Manlou's fingertips turned white.

"That's right, although we rescued the proprietress, all the evidence has been destroyed now, so it's not easy to find this person, and the Jade Buddha of the Vast Ocean is also missing." Lu Xiaofeng frowned slightly: "And I'm sure, the Iron Shoes Bandit He will never be satisfied with the throne of Hanhai King, he will definitely come to Peach Blossom again..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Before Lu Xiaofeng could finish his sentence, several loud noises accompanied by the skyrocketing heat wave shook the entire Peach Blossom Castle.

Lu Xiaofeng got up from the ground with a disheveled face: "No way???"

Hua Manlou coughed a few times, and it took a while to recover.

Because of his sensitive ears, the loud noise affected him much more than Lu Xiaofeng.

The buzzing tinnitus accompanied by dizziness made him lose control of the direction for a while, and he was unable to hear any sounds.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng took Hua Manlou's arm and got up together with the latter.

"The building is full of flowers!!!"

The two helped each other to stand up, and then one of them rushed over crying like a cannonball, and crashed into Huamanlou's arms, staggering the latter who was caught off guard, and retreated again and again to stabilize.

Shi Zixu grabbed Huamanlou's skirt with both hands, crying with tears all over his face: "I thought I would never see you again!"

Hua Manlou's mind was still buzzing. Although he found out who was in his arms and felt the wet clothes on his chest, he couldn't hear what the young man said at all: "Zi Xu...? Don't cry... I Can't hear it now."

"Ah? What did you say?"

Shi Zixu ran out from the scene of the explosion, and his ears were not much better, but he saw Huamanlou here from a distance, so he subconsciously rushed over to seek comfort: "I can't hear... oh Huamanlou You can't hear me either."

这年头，一不留神老攻就走了又回来了最新更新:2016-10-0612:00:00

Time flies, and it is already deep winter in a blink of an eye.

"……Ha ha."

"Flowers all over the building... woo woo..."

"Ah... the building is full of flowers..."

The young man was panting with a crying voice, which leaked through the cracks of the open window, which was particularly charming in the silent snowy night, which aroused people's imagination.

He also successfully stopped Hua Manlou's footsteps.

The fluffy little snow was blowing with coolness, and the umbrellas melted.

Wearing a big cloak, Young Master Wen Run held a paper umbrella and stood there with an embarrassed face, neither leaving nor staying.

Actually, half a month after Zixu was blown to death in the boy's room when the iron shoe bandits tried to hijack him, Huamanlou left Peach Blossom Castle and returned to Baihualou alone.

He hadn't seen Zixu for three months, and he never thought that he would encounter such...unspeakable things on the first day of returning to Peach Blossom Castle for the Chinese New Year.

What's more, what the young man called out was his own name.

Because Song Wencao was killed in the boy's original room, and that area was almost in ruins, Hua Ruling asked Shi Zixu to choose a new room while he repaired it.

The young man happily chose the Huazhou Pavilion - it is very close to Huamanlou's room, but it is also a small single-family building.

On the day when the young man happily arranged the small building according to his own preferences and dragged Huamanlou to play, Huamanlou had a long talk with the young man.

"If I had known that the family would send an imperial doctor to treat Uncle Hua and me, then I should have run out that day."

The young man was expressionless, clasping the armrest tightly with his hands: "Does that mean you won't ignore me?"

"Zixu, wantonly hurting my body won't change my mind."

"Take me to Baihualou with you."

The young man is unrelenting.

"It's good for both of you and me that we are a little farther away."

Hua Manlou got up slowly: "Zixu, you are too young, after a while you will understand that the liking you thought was just dependence—there is a big difference between the two."

"...Okay, I'll listen to you. I'm willing to listen to you for everything except going to Wanmei Villa."

The round fingertips were deeply embedded in the armrest, and the young man paused every word: "Since Huamanlou thinks so, then I won't go to Baihualou... Uncle Hua and I will wait for you to come back for the New Year."

Huamanlou originally thought that three months would be long enough, to the point where she no longer sees her boy every day thinking clearly, or forgetting, or even meeting a girl she likes...

But now it seems that it has not played the desired role.

"what--"

Along with the boy's low cry, Huamanlou smelled a faint fishy smell.

Huamanlou is also a man. Although he is not keen on doing it, he is not ignorant of it.

He turned around immediately, not wanting Shi Zixu to know that he had been there.

Because he really didn't know how to deal with Zi Xu who kept saying "Hua Man Lou" after doing such a thing.

"Hua Man Lou, what are you doing standing here? Why don't you go in?"

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng entered the yard, he saw his friend turning around to leave, his face full of disappointment, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Huamanlou has no intention of stopping Lu Xiaofeng in the future.

As soon as the latter finished speaking, Huamanlou heard the rustling sound of fabric rubbing in the small building.

Immediately afterwards, the open window was pushed open by the boy——

Shi Zixu had long hair and shawls, and poked his head out with disheveled clothes. His eyes were still moistened after the event, but his voice could not hide his joy: "Huamanlou! You are back!"

"As soon as I came, I saw Brother Hua standing in the yard."

I don't know how embarrassing the four eyebrows are in Huamanlou's heart. Although it is strange that the corners of the young man's eyes are red and his voice is messy, he didn't think about it at all, and said, "Uncle Hua, Dao Zixu, you learned from Brother Hua a few years ago. A jar of Hundred Flowers Wine, this year is Kaifeng, so I, Lu Xiaofeng, came here to beg for wine."

"I...I was sleeping just now, you...you and Hua Manlou wait downstairs first!"

Shi Zixu lowered his eyes narrowly to the young man in white who was holding a folded umbrella downstairs, but only saw the latter's white chin slightly protruding from the edge of the umbrella.

The boy slammed the window shut with a bang.

"Brother Hua, what were you doing standing here before?"

Lu Xiaofeng walked up to the stiff Huamanlou, his face was full of joy, maybe it was because his homeless prodigal son was still invited to Hua's house this year, or it was because of something else that he couldn't hide his joy: "Today It's really cold...Brother Hua? Huamanlou?"

Lu Xiaofeng noticed that Hua Manlou was distracted.

The latter turned his head and "looked" at Lu Xiaofeng: "Brother Lu."

Lu Xiaofeng: "What?"

"You once said that young people's temperaments are changeable...but if they haven't changed, what should they do?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "???"

After Shi Zixu tidied himself up as quickly as possible, he jumped down the stairs happily - he felt that he was about to fly with joy.

Downstairs, Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng were drinking tea facing each other.

Although there are no servants in the youth building living in Peach Blossom Castle, there are always steaming hot tea, the finest snacks and the freshest melons and fruits for the youth to enjoy.

"Zixu."

When Lu Xiaofeng saw Shi Zixu coming downstairs, he put down the tea in his hand and said, "The 50 taels of silver have already been spent."

The boy took a deep breath.

He pressed his collarbone with his right hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Where is it from?"

Where, not who.

Although Shi Zixu wanted to know the answer urgently, he didn't want Hua Manlou to know at all, and he couldn't help feeling dissatisfied with Lu Xiaofeng in his heart - if Lu Xiaofeng's expression wasn't serious, he would have gagged the latter's mouth with the pastry on hand up.

"Western Demon Cult."

Lu Xiaofeng replied.

"..."

Shi Zixu paused, and sat down beside Hua Manlou: "Oh."

"what are you guys saying?"

The four short sentences did not match the preamble and the afterword, and Hua Manlou listened in a daze.

He realized that Shi Zixu and Lu Xiaofeng had something to hide from him, and it might not be a good thing.

This made Huamanlou feel a little strange.

"It's nothing."

Shi Zixu rubbed the black flame mark under the collar vigorously with his hands, as if doing so would remove the mark.

He thought about it, and decided to answer Hua Manlou's question head-on—of course, it was all nonsense.

"I heard from Lu Xiaofeng that a piece of light purple beautiful jade came out of Saibei, so I wanted him to help me find Dazhi Datong to find out who bought it. Since it's the Western Demon Cult, forget it, it's just a piece of jade."

"Hua Man Lou," the young man's words changed, and he ignored Lu Xiaofeng, wanting to pull Hua Man Lou's slender fingers resting on the table.

His voice was soft and sweet, and he did not hide his feelings for the latter: "You haven't said what you came to me for~"

Hua Manlou moved slightly, making the young man lose his mind.

Shi Zixu stared blankly at Hua Manlou's folded hands on his knees, and then looked down at his own closed but empty palms.

"There is a lantern festival in the city today, my father asked me to ask if you want to go."

Hua Manlou smiled lightly, as if the action was just inadvertent: "Where's Brother Lu?"

Lu Xiaofeng saw the interaction between Shi Zixu and Hua Manlou, and he suddenly understood what Hua Manlou said just now.

The most fickle age, but the teenager has not changed at all.

But Huamanlou couldn't accept this feeling no matter what.

Age, gender, and status, none of them are right.

Such feelings that shouldn't exist, for Huamanlou and Shi Zixu, don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse.

"Naturally, I want to join in the fun."

Lu Xiaofeng felt that the responsibility was heavy, so he picked up the boy like a chicken, pulled him away, and didn't care that the latter was still in a daze, Hua Manlou was still sitting where he was, coaxing a child: "Go, go, boy!" Xu, let's go to watch the lanterns, I heard that you seldom go out before, so you must have never been to the lantern festival, the lantern festival is much more fun, it suits your temperament."

"..."

Shi Zixu staggered and followed Lu Xiaofeng out of the small building.

He blinked in the cold, and the corners of his lips slowly turned up: "Lu Xiaofeng, I haven't said anything yet, why are you so excited?"

I'm so excited... I think you're going to cry when you're with Brother Hua, maybe you even get a forced kiss as a gift, young master!

Lu Xiaofeng felt that it was also tiring for him to carry such a brat who could not be beat and scolded and insisted on liking someone he shouldn't like—more tiring than facing all the schemers who had nothing to do but wanted to make big things happen.

The well-known Lu Daxia kept walking, carrying his bear child all the way to the gate of Peach Blossom Fort, and on the way he turned into an old mother and said earnestly: "Zixu, there are some things I wanted to tell you a long time ago—even if I don't care about Long Yang's decision." Xiu—Brother Hua is twice your age."

"so what?"

Shi Zixu looked at Lu Xiaofeng with the eyes of "I don't really understand why you mention this": "Jiang Taigong married Huanghua at the age of 80, Tang Xuanzong Li Longjin took his daughter-in-law Yang Yuhuan as his concubine, and the former emperor's favored concubine Wan Guifei was older than him. When is his age?" Is it a problem? Besides, Hua Manlou and I are not related by blood, so don't tell me to treat me as your own brother."

"As for splitting peaches and breaking sleeves... Lu Xiaofeng, tell me, apart from being unable to have children, how can I be worse than any of your confidante in terms of financial resources, knowledge, and martial arts? As for appearance... How many of your confidante are better-looking than me? ?”

Lu Xiaofeng shook his hand and almost threw Shi Zixu, who was full of slander, with a wry smile: "Zixu, you are really good-looking...better than most of my confidante, but don't you think there is something wrong with comparing beauty with women? "

"Anyway, I'm not bad."

The boy raised his head while shaking: "Although I know that Hua Manlou doesn't care about appearance...but I am worthy of him, it's as simple as that."

Lu Xiaofeng... Lu Xiaofeng said that he didn't want to talk.

After all, although he, Lu Xiaofeng, is smart and experienced in sex, what he faces are women, not a child who is determined to make a man fall in love with him.

So he shut up.

He just wants to be quiet.

这年头，一不留神就去算命最新更新:2016-10-0712:00:00

Relatively speechless, only a thousand lines without words, Lu Xiaoji, who was as quiet as a chicken, took the bear child in his hands all the way to the carriage team parked at the entrance of Peach Blossom Castle.

It is a convoy because there are four carriages parked there.

As soon as Shi Zixu's feet landed on the ground, a hand with strong bones stuck out from the curtain of the leading carriage, and opened a corner.

The person in the car said, "Zixu, why are you so slow?"

"Five brothers."

Shi Zixu restrained his disappointment with Huamanlou, and responded with a smile: "I was sleeping before...why, are you in a hurry?"

The indifferent Hua Mangu in the car nodded to Lu Xiaofeng, then turned his gaze back to the young man: "No."

"Where are the other brothers and Uncle Hua?"

Shi Zixu looked inside the car, but there was only Hua Mangui in the car.

"Only the four of us going."

Hua Manju noticed that Hua Manlou walked out slowly from the door: "Two people in one car, the two cars behind are empty, you can buy whatever you want."

"Okay!"

Shi Zixu clapped his hands: "Take me and buy a lot of fun things."

"what ever."

Hua Mangui's tone was still as indifferent as water: "You and Qitong?"

"No." Shi Zixu tapped his toes, and went straight into the carriage, rolling like a ball into the warm and faintly scented carriage: "I don't want to be with Hua Manlou, Brother Hua, I will ride with you! "

The young man turned his head to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou and hummed: "Go, go, don't disturb me and Fifth Brother Hua."

Lu Xiaofeng, who has been a coolie all the way and is still disliked: "..."

Hua Manlou was holding a small and exquisite hand stove in his hand.

He handed the stove to the young man: "Here, don't catch a cold."

"..."

Shi Zixu's lips twitched, and finally took it silently.

If you don't like me, don't treat me so well...

Huamanlou...your tenderness...sometimes too...

"gone."

The road is full of flowers.

Hua Manlou smiled and nodded to his elder brother, and walked to the carriage behind with Lu Xiaofeng.

Hua Manju lowered the car curtain.

The carriage quickly fell silent, except for the occasional crackling of the candle flame.

"Among our seven brothers, you like staying with Qitong the most. Why did you choose me today?"

Hua Mangui held an abacus the size of half a palm in his hand.

Although he is always expressionless, he is the son who is the best at doing business among the seven sons of the Hua family. He is also the one who has developed the Hua family from the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River to the imperial merchant.

"I……"

"I want to stay with Fifth Brother Hua today~"

Shi Zixu didn't want to answer, so he simply acted like a baby again.

"Just don't say anything."

Hua Mangui fiddled with the abacus beads in her hand.

explain?How to say?say what?

Say that Shi Zixu is now trying his best to make Huamanlou like him—even if both of them are men, even if Shi Zixu is only half of Huamanlou's age?

Or is it that Huamanlou has been very moved but refused and even ran to Baihualou because of this and refused to come back?

If you really say it, I'm afraid Shi Zixu will be thrown away in the next second.

After all, Huamanlou is the youngest son of the Hua family, a son held in the palm of Hua Ruling's servants.

And what about him?

In the final analysis, he was just an outsider who lived in Hua's house for no apparent reason.

So Shi Zixu didn't say anything, he just faltered: "I...I had a fight with Hua Manlou today... Brother Hua, why don't you be so serious."

The young man held his head pitifully, his small face huddled in the snow-white fox fur fluff, and he stared at Huamanzi with his eyes wide open.

The latter glanced at Shi Zixu from the corner of his eye: "Come here."

Shi Zixu: "?"

The latter took out something from his sleeve and handed it to the boy.

A Yu Ruyi, not as big as a quarter of a palm, lay quietly in the latter's palm.

That jade ruyi is suet-colored, warm and moist, soft and flawless, and small and delicate, very interesting.

"Qitong mentioned it to me a few months ago."

Hua Mangui said slowly: "You are the only one who likes such small things in the family. After the craftsman carved it, something happened to my father's birthday party, and I forgot about it for a while."

Shi Zixu's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He took the small jade ruyi.

Jade Ruyi is small and exquisite. Although it is made of jade and has tassels hanging on it, it doesn't weigh much.

"Qitong watched you grow up, and he is closer to you than us, and he is always gentle to everyone."

Hua Mangui saw the young man staring at Yu Ruyi, but the words he uttered were somewhat meaningful: "But you are a petulant person—what kind of status are you, and how do you fight with Qitong on weekdays? I don't care, just one thing - you are not allowed to hurt him."

The young man's hand holding Yu Ruyi suddenly tightened, and the palm was pressed out by Ruyi's lines in vain.

Shi Zixu blinked his eyes, and his smiling eyebrows curved like crescent moons: "Five Brother Hua, what nonsense are you talking about, can I still fight Hua Manlou? Even if we really fight, I can't beat him."

Hua Mangui fiddled with the beads, seemingly casually said: "This is the best."

"..."

The boy was silent.

He lowered his eyes and hung the jade ruyi on his waist.

The little Yu Ruyi swayed around the boy's waist as the carriage bumped, and the red tassels swayed accordingly.

The convoy was finally approaching town and it was time for them to get off.

When Shi Zixu heard the lively voices of the lantern festival, he couldn't sit still.

So he jumped out of the carriage first and looked around excitedly.

The Lantern Festival was so crowded that the carriages could not pass, so all four carriages were parked in the alley.

"Sugar people—freshly made sugar people—"

"Take a look, guess the lantern riddles and win big prizes!"

Shi Zixu's eyes lit up.

He turned his head to look at the three people who had just got off the car behind him, his eyes wandered around Hua Manju, Lu Xiaofeng, and Hua Manlou, and finally fixed on Hua Manlou—he didn't know about Hua Manju, but Hua Manlou was literary It must be better than Lu Xiaofeng.

Then the boy took another look at Huamanzi.

The latter stood there quietly, seemingly not very interested in the lantern festival.

"Zixu, let me guess your expression... want to eat sugar man?"

"..." Shi Zixu rolled his eyes at Lu Xiaofeng: "Thank you for being ambitious."

Lu Xiaofeng's fingers froze on his beard: "..."

"Last year at the Lantern Festival, I was late, and the biggest and most beautiful lantern had already been won by others."

The young man made up his mind to have fun when he came out to play, so he suppressed the pain that filled his heart just now, shook his head and said, "Lu Xiaofeng, can you guess lantern riddles?"

"lantern riddles?"

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know what the prizes for this lantern festival are, but the lanterns before the festival are generally not as good-looking as the Lantern Festival."

Shi Zixu thought about it, and lost interest in guessing lantern riddles in an instant.

"You might as well go and have a look."

Hua Manlou said warmly: "If you don't look at it, how will you know it's not good?"

"..."

But last year I was able to hold your hand...I am also very happy without lights...

"Anyway, the lights will be very big, so go and have a look around."

The boy turned around with big strides, and his clear voice echoed in the alley: "It's best if the lights look good!"

So it became a state where Shi Zixu was alone in front, and Lu Xiaofeng and Lu Xiaofeng were behind.

Hua Manju is the oldest among the four, relatively least interested in the Lantern Festival, and speaks the least.

On the contrary, it was Lu Xiaofeng who kept talking, and Hua Manlou responded with a smile from time to time.

"Hua Man Lou, your behavior today reminds me of the Bliss Tower."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Unfortunately it's winter now, there is no fan pendant to steal, otherwise Sikong Zhaixing will be caught by you again."

"Brother Sikong is top-notch in lightness kung fu, there are indeed few people who can match it."

Hua Manlou shook his head: "I only noticed that day and didn't catch up with Brother Sikong."

"Who are you chasing?"

Shi Zixu suddenly appeared.

The young man had a mask on his head, a sugar figure in his mouth, and a box in his hand: "Who are you chasing after Huamanlou?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "Zixu, didn't you say you don't eat sugar people?"

Shi Zixu: "When did I say that?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "...well, you really didn't say anything."

"It was the case of the Bliss Building before."

Hua Manlou explained to the puzzled boy: "Do you remember that I told you about the Sikong Zhaixing who stole the fan pendant?"

"If he can steal something from you, Hua Manlou, then his movements must be very fast and light."

The young man said seriously.

"really……"

"There's an old fortune teller over there!"

But the young man interrupted Hua ManLou, and ran away excitedly: "It looks fun! You chat slowly!"

"Fortune teller...?"

Lu Xiaofeng's expression was strange: "Why do I feel that something is wrong...?"

...as if I heard something from Hua Manlou before.

Hua Manlou's words were full of helplessness: "There are so many people at the lantern festival, I thought Zixu wouldn't notice even if there was, but I miscalculated this time."

"how you said that?"

Hua Manju looked away from the fortune-teller with a fairy bone and white beard and drooping brows, and his tone remained unchanged: "I don't think there is any problem with that old man, it's just that the stall is deserted."

"I remembered!"

Lu Xiaofeng clapped his palms and laughed suddenly: "Brother Hua, you mentioned before that Zixu likes fortune telling very much, and he needs to do it when he sees a fortune teller. Once there were seven fortune-telling stalls on a street, so he went to do the fortune-telling one by one. He even threatened to throw up the stall if he didn't agree!"

"Have you lifted it?"

The road is full of flowers.

"No."

Hua Manlou shook his head, with a smile on his lips: "Zi Xu can't say anything, it's too tiring to lift it up."

Hua Manju: "..."

Huamanlou, Lu Xiaofeng and the others were still walking this way, but Shi Zixu had already rushed to the fortune-telling booth with a few jumps and seemed to be very happy.

"Old man, tell me my fortune?"

The old man was sitting there with his eyes closed, if he hadn't been slowly stroking his long beard with his right hand, one would almost think he was asleep.