Dragons and phoenixes were carved on the door, and the pink walls were set against the red painted furniture.

This was the Hua family.

In her previous life, Yang Muzhi could still keep a cold face when he met the Emperor, and easily killed the Emperor's uncle to avenge his disciple, Xiaoyan.

But now, he was being stared at by more than ten pairs of burning eyes. In an instant, he had the thought of running away.

Hua Manlou, who was standing to the side, also felt a little helpless. He originally thought that his brothers were all busy with their own things, and only his father and mother lived in the old mansion.

Who knew that his father would suddenly catch a cold, and he wasn't the only one who sent a letter. Now, except for his fifth brother, who was learning divination from the State Preceptor, the other five brothers had all brought their wives and children. The situation was a little out of control.

Hua Manlou and Yang Muzhi stood very close to each other. Using his wide sleeves as cover, he pinched Yang Muzhi's fingers and motioned for him to follow his movements. Hua Manlou bowed first. "Qi Tong greets father and mother. Greetings brothers and sisters-in-law. This is Qi Tong's close friend, Yang Muzhi, Mr. Yang."

Yang Muzhi understood and bowed immediately. "Greetings to Uncle Hua and Aunt Hua. Greetings to the young masters and madams."

After the two of them finished greeting each other, it was the turn of the next generation — Hua Manlou's nephews and nieces — to greet the two of them. "Greetings to Seventh Uncle and Mr. Yang."

The child's voice was soft and sweet with a hint of childishness. It was really lovable. Yang Muzhi smiled at them.

After everyone had greeted each other, Lady Hua, who was sitting on the main seat, waved her hand. "Qi Tong, Muzhi, come over here."

Lady Hua was almost sixty years old, but she took good care of herself. She looked like she was in her forties, and was a very amiable lady. Yang Muzhi and Hua Manlou walked to her left and right.

Then, Lady Hua grabbed Yang Muzhi's hand. "Good boy, this is your first time here, and there are many people in our family. Let me introduce you. You don't have to call them young masters and madams. You can call them brothers and sisters-in-law like Qi Tong."

Yang Muzhi nodded obediently. Then, he introduced them again.

"The one sitting on the left is your eldest brother, Hua Man Xuan. He's an old man, and he's a minor official in the imperial court.

If the Minister of Revenue was considered a small official, then he was indeed a small official. "Big brother, sister-in-law."

"The one in the middle on the left is your second brother, Hua Manxie's family. They are the monkeys who play with rocks."

If the famous collector of gold and stone works was Pihou, then wouldn't the vast majority of people in the world be inferior to Pihou?

Thinking this, Yang Muzhi greeted them. "Second brother, sisters-in-law."

"The one on the left is your third brother, Hua Manlang. He's childish and plays with weapons."

The world-famous master swordsmith was still childish in front of his mother. "Third brother, sisters-in-law."

After the introductions on the left, it was the turn of the right.

"The one on the right is my fourth brother, Hua Manfang. He makes wine. If you like to drink, just ask him."

Then this fourth brother should be good friends with Lu Xiaofeng. "Fourth brother, sisters-in-law."

Lady Hua looked at Yang Muzhi. "The State Preceptor borrowed your fifth brother when he was young, and he hasn't returned him yet. If you meet him, don't ask him to predict your future. It's not accurate."

The next State Preceptor's prediction was not accurate?

That was too modest. Yang Muzhi put on a fake smile. "Muzhi will remember."

After insulting Hua Wutong, the next one to be insulted was Hua Liutong. "The one on the right is my sixth brother, Hua Mantai. When I named him Hua Manting, I thought the next one would be a daughter, but it turned out to be a son.

In the blink of an eye, my sixth brother is getting married. "

"Sixth brother."

She thought that this was the end, but who knew that Madam Hua would grab Hua Manlou, who was standing at the side. "Qi Tong's appearance and temperament are the best. The only flaw is that he lacks a pair of good eyes that can see things. You are his friend, so you are no different from my son. Since you are here, stay for a few more days and just treat this place as your home."

There was no pretense. It came from the bottom of her heart. It was the purest kindness.

Even though Yang Muzhi felt a little uncomfortable, he could not say anything. He envied Hua Manlou for having such good relatives.

After the introductions, Uncle Hua, who was sitting on the other side of the main seat, spoke. His words were also very practical. "Muzhi, your Aunt Hua is very talkative. Please bear with her and don't regard her as an outsider. If you lack anything, just tell the servants what to use."

After answering one by one, Yang Muzhi and Hua Manlou walked side by side to the room prepared for them.

Hua Manlou was a little uncertain about his thoughts. "Muzhi, how are you?

I didn't expect that all my brothers would come back. "

Yang Muzhi's voice carried a smile. "There's nothing bad about it. Hua Manlou, having such a family is a kind of luck that others can't ask for."

After turning a corner in the corridor, Hua Manlou smiled. "Others can't ask for it, but you can. Muzhi, the Hua family is your family."

After walking for another half an hour, the two of them finally arrived in front of Hua Manlou's room. The housekeeper cleverly arranged their rooms so that there was only a wall between them.

"I'm a little sleepy. I'll have dinner in my room.

At night … after the acupuncture, I have something to say to you. "

Yang Muzhi hesitated for a moment. He wondered if he should visit Hua Manlou's room from childhood to adulthood. In the end, he decided to visit at night.

During the period of recuperation in Hundred Flowers Tower, he had already thought about some things. The reason why he changed into this lotus-colored gown today was also to commemorate something very important to him.

"Muzhi, what's wrong?

Are you not feeling well? "

In less than half a month, Yang Muzhi was still talking a moment ago, but in the next moment, he fell into a deep sleep. Hua Manlou subconsciously thought that he was not feeling well whenever he was a little abnormal.

Yang Muzhi shook his head. There was no sadness or joy on his face. "I'm not feeling well. I'm just sleepy … See you at night, Hua Manlou."

After that, he walked into the room that the housekeeper had arranged for him and closed the door heavily.

It was conceivable that during dinner, Hua Manlou's appearance alone would receive a lot of kind attention from his family.

The first to ask him was his three-year-old niece, Hua Ying. "Seventh Uncle, hug!"

She was not shy with strangers and loved to be hugged. Hua Manlou smiled and hugged her. The little girl looked around. "Why isn't the handsome uncle here?"

The handsome uncle was, of course, Yang Muzhi. Hua Manlou didn't know what expression he would have if he heard the little girl's comment. It should be quite interesting.

"He's tired after sitting in the carriage for half a day. He's resting now."

He accurately pulled the pearl tassel from his hair crown out of the little girl's mouth. "This is too dirty. You can't eat it. Seventh Uncle will take you to eat cake."

Now that there was something to eat, the little girl immediately forgot about the beautiful uncle and cheered, "Let's eat the cake!

Cake! "

In the hall, Lady Hua and several daughters-in-law were sitting together and chatting. When they saw Hua Manlou carrying Hua Ying, they all laughed. "Ying 'er loves to be carried by her Seventh Uncle. Qi Tong is much more skilled than San Lang in carrying children." This was Hua Manlou's third sister-in-law.

"Exactly. I can't even catch that little loach Hua Xin. She also loves to play with Qi Tong." This was Hua Manlou's fourth sister-in-law.

After greeting his mother and sisters-in-law with his little niece in his arms, Hua Manlou asked, "How's father's cold?" He seemed to be in good spirits just now.

Lady Hua reached out and took Hua Ying. She looked back and said, "Don't you know your father?

He can say ten times the pain is ten times worse. He's already recovered from the cold.

Where's Muzhi?

Why didn't he come with you? "

"He's tired from sitting in the carriage. He's resting in his room.

Where are my brothers? "

Although they were all from the same family, Hua Manlou still found it strange to be surrounded by women talking about trivial matters. He felt that it was more suitable for him to stay with his brothers.

Who knew that he was wrong, and very wrong at that.

The sixth son of the Hua family, Hua Mantai, was about to get married in early June. Now was the time for his brothers, who had been married for many years, to teach him.

For example, how to consummate the marriage, how to get along with his wife, how to get along with his brother-in-law who always wanted to hit him, how to get along with his mother-in-law who talked too much, and so on.

Hua Manlou felt that he came at a bad time. However, it was too late when he wanted to leave. His sixth brother, who was alone and helpless, grabbed him and refused to let go. "Qi Tong, come and listen. Is this still a life for humans?"

The other brothers patted his shoulder. "You'll know when you get married. Life is like this. Sometimes it's happy, sometimes it's annoying."

Then they asked, "Qi Tong, why didn't Muzhi come with you?"

"He said he was sleepy and is resting in his room."

His brothers did not let Hua Manlou go. "Qi Tong, you can't be so generous when you like someone. You have to dominate him and occupy him. You have to make sure that there's no one else in his heart other than you."

Hua Manlou smiled. "Seeing that he's happy, I'm happy too. I won't force him to do anything else."

Hearing this, the brothers, regardless of whether they were married or not, all sighed, wondering when Hua Manlou would be able to bear fruit if he was like this.

That's right. Hua Manlou might hide his feelings for Yang Muzhi from outsiders, but he had never hidden it from his own family. They all knew that the person Qi Tong brought back this time was not only his friend, but also his sweetheart.

Perhaps it was because his love for Hua Manlou had reached a certain level that they did not feel that this was a feeling that was difficult for others to accept. Instead, they all wanted to express their feelings to Yang Muzhi personally on behalf of him.

Shaking his head, Hua Manlou smiled. He had already given his heart away. How could he still let him do whatever he wanted?

When it was time for dinner, Master Hua, who was in good spirits, looked around the room but could not find Yang Muzhi. He asked again.

This time, almost the whole family answered him together, "He's resting in his room."

After dinner, Hua Manlou pretended to go back to his room. The others knew that his sweetheart was staying in the room next to his, so they did not ask him to stay.

After about an hour, Yang Muzhi knocked on the door. "Hua Manlou, it's me."

Because he had lived with Yang Muzhi for a long time, Hua Manlou would personally turn on the lights at night if Hua Ping was not around.

Now that the lights were on in his room, he was naturally in his room.

With a smile, he opened the door for Yang Muzhi. Hua Manlou welcomed him in. "Did you sleep well?"