Hua Manlou had never been a lively person. Most of the furnishings in his room were antiques, calligraphy, and paintings. Of course, it could also be related to his second brother, Pihou, who was a collector of gold and stone works.

Yang Muzhi looked here and there in his room.

After two rounds, he finally stopped in front of the two rows of large bookshelves against the wall.

The bookshelves were not hollowed out from a large piece of wood. Instead, they were stacked on top of each other and were tightly pieced together by holes. It was quite ingenious.

Sensing Yang Muzhi's curiosity, Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Muzhi, come here."

Following his instructions, Yang Muzhi found that Hua Manlou had also changed his clothes. He was no longer wearing a simple robe or silk shirt, but a gorgeous brocade.

From the cuffs of his dark red robe, he could see large patches of dragon and phoenix embroidered with gold thread. If he looked closely, he could also see that there was a barely noticeable cloud embroidered with silver thread.

Not only that, even the crown on his head was carved from white jade and embellished with pearl tassels.

He looked like an elegant and noble young master.

Yang Muzhi's heart skipped a beat. He approached him and asked, "Why did you ask me to come here?"

Pointing at the large and small gift boxes on the mahogany table, Hua Manlou smiled and said, "These are all gifts from father, mother, brother, and sister-in-law. I wanted to give them to you at the banquet, but you weren't here, so I brought them back."

With just a glance, Yang Muzhi knew that the gifts inside were definitely not ordinary. He was a bit short of breath and said, "Could it be that no matter which of your friends came, the Hua family would treat them so warmly?

Little Phoenix also … "

However, he was interrupted by Hua Manlou's words, "Only you, Muzhi."

The pair of eyes that couldn't see anything looked at him with a burning gaze and repeated, "When Brother Lu came, the Hua family would naturally treat him warmly, but only you could treat him so warmly."

Yang Muzhi's heart was in turmoil. In the end, he still chose to do acupuncture first. "… I haven't done acupuncture today."

Taking off his clothes, Hua Manlou sat on the big bed in the inner room with his upper body naked. Yang Muzhi chanted the Mind-clearing Incantation twice. He inserted the needles one by one and pulled them out one by one. When there was still a few needles left near his heart, he stopped.

His voice was filled with certainty and uncertainty. He asked, "Hua Manlou, do you still remember Ouyang Qian, the girl we met at the brothel last time? Oh, the girl who lent us a room."

"Of course I do. Why did Muzhi suddenly mention her?"

"Aren't you curious about what she said to me for me to leave with her?

And what I did with her in the room … Aren't you curious? "

Hua Manlou lowered his head slightly. How could he not be curious in his heart? Not only was he curious, but he also minded that his sweetheart was so intimate with another person.

However, even if he minded it to death, he wouldn't ask. He knew that if he asked, there was an 80% to 90% chance that Muzhi would tell him. But what was the point of getting an answer like that?

So now, he was still smiling. "If Muzhi wants to say, I'm naturally all ears.

If Muzhi doesn't want to say, then I won't be curious. "

After hearing Hua Manlou's answer, Yang Muzhi sneered and borrowed Shangguan Feiyan's words from before. "Hua Manlou, you're really a fool."

The lotus-colored sleeves and dark red robes were stacked together. Yang Muzhi and Hua Manlou's hands were also stacked together. "Ouyang Qian told me that my sweetheart also likes me. Do you understand?"

How could he not understand? The corners of Hua Manlou's eyes were smiling, but he still pretended not to understand. "What does Muzhi mean by this?"

Since he had already said it to this point, he didn't mind saying it a little more. Yang Muzhi's voice carried a little bit of grievance that even he himself couldn't detect. "She told me that if I left with her, my sweetheart would definitely chase after me. Do you understand this time?"

Of the two hands that were stacked together, the one that belonged to Hua Manlou bent and held Yang Muzhi's hand. His chest was full of joy, and he intimately pressed against the other's forehead. "I understand."

There was still a needle stuck in Hua Manlou's chest. Yang Muzhi pulled it out and pressed it against his chest, "From now on, I'm the only one allowed to stay here. No one else is allowed to stay here. Do you understand?"

This was the first time that Hua Manlou had seen him like this. He pulled his hand to his heart and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Muzhi to stay here for a long time."

After saying this, the two of them laughed foolishly. The air was filled with an indescribable sweetness.

If he said anything that spoiled the mood at this time, he was afraid that he would be struck by lightning.

Hua Manlou's doubts flashed at the edge of his mouth, but he swallowed them back down. However, Yang Muzhi sensed it and insisted that he say it. "Hua Manlou, you have to know that compared to hiding things, I hope that you'll be honest."

Since the person involved requested honesty, Hua Manlou didn't hesitate anymore. "That was when we were still in Wanmei Villa. When you were drunk, all you thought about was Xiaoyan. Xiaoyan … is your disciple?"

Yang Muzhi choked. At that time, he was drunk and didn't know that Hua Manlou would hear this. He hurriedly wanted to explain, but a thought flashed in his mind. He looked at him and asked, "Could it be that our Hua Manlou Childe Hua is jealous?"

Hua Manlou coughed and said helplessly, "Muzhi."

People said that love could fill one's stomach. Yang Muzhi didn't know if love could fill one's stomach, but when his name came out of his mouth, it was enough to be a blessing.

He squinted his eyes and smiled like a mouse that had stolen honey. He sat closer to him and began to explain seriously, "Xiao Yan is indeed my disciple. Before he left, he asked me if I could accept him and asked me to give him an answer when he came back.

At that time, I thought that he was obsessed for a while and would forget about it after a few days, so I didn't care. Who knew … he would never come back. "

When it came to sad things, the second half of his words was really sad. Hua Manlou held his hand tightly, indicating that he should stop talking, but Yang Muzhi didn't listen.

"No matter what he thinks about me, I only feel the love of a teacher and a disciple to him. I just regret that if I stopped him and didn't let him go, would he have been able to avoid disaster?

Or if I said a few words to coax him, would he have been able to come back safely? "

There was a hint of bitterness and sadness in the sweet atmosphere, but lovers would be able to get through it no matter what they faced.

The next morning, the two came out of Hua Manlou's room together with a sweet smile on their faces, almost dazzling the eyes of the young servant girls passing by.

During breakfast, although it was very quiet at the dining table, everyone's eyes were filled with kindness, blessings, and teasing.

Yang Muzhi was used to seeing the world, but under the gaze of the person in his heart, he almost blushed. After breakfast, he slipped away and returned to his room.

Needless to say, Hua Manlou was definitely going to accompany him. He asked even though he knew the answer, "Could it be that our Mr. Xiangzhi is shy?"

What was there for a man to be shy about? He was just not used to it. After all, it was the first time after confirming their relationship in two lifetimes, so it wouldn't be like this next time.

With the intention of proving himself, Yang Muzhi appeared again during lunch, and it was a different scene.

Hua Manlou helped him ask, "Brother, sister-in-law, and nieces and nephews have all gone back?"

Lady Hua said with a smile, "They went back after breakfast. In any case, your father isn't really sick. They still have a lot of things to do."

That's right. The Hua brothers were all people with achievements in their own fields. Naturally, there were many things waiting for them to deal with. It was not easy for them to gather together.

Who knew that they would run into Yang Muzhi.

Seeing the mutual feelings between her youngest son and his sweetheart, how could Lady Hua not be happy? After lunch, she sent the young man off to play by himself. There was no need for him to accompany her and Uncle Hua.

However, Yang Muzhi still remembered his other purpose in coming. He took the initiative to take the pulse of Lady Hua and Uncle Hua.

In a large family, the food and utensils were all very fine, so there probably wouldn't be any injuries.

However, in order to fulfill Yang Muzhi's wish, Lady Hua and Uncle Hua both nodded in agreement.

With this diagnosis, there was a problem.

Uncle Hua's typhoid wasn't a normal one. It was a sign of poisoning.

"Poisoning?

Who would poison Father? "Hua Manlou heard this and closed his fan, moving closer.

Lady Hua, who was always bickering with Uncle Hua, also anxiously twisted her handkerchief. The only one whose expression didn't change was Uncle Hua himself.

He stroked his beard and met Yang Muzhi's inquisitive eyes with a gentle smile. "What kind of poison did the old man get, and how bad is it? Muzhi, there's no harm in you telling me."

There weren't many people who could be so indifferent to their own life and death. Yang Muzhi developed a deep respect for Uncle Hua, so he spoke very straightforwardly. "This poison isn't from the Central Plains. Its effect on the pulse is like ordinary aging. Doctors who don't understand won't think it's poison.

Moreover, this is a type of chronic poison that will gradually accumulate over time. The longer the poison lasts, the harder it is to cure. "

After a pause, he continued, "If it isn't treated in time, in less than half a month, Uncle Hua will have been poisoned for half a year. The damage to his body will erupt all at once. When that time comes, it will be difficult to keep his life."

Hearing the words "difficult to keep his life", Lady Hua was so anxious that she began to cry. If it weren't for Hua Manlou supporting her, she probably would have collapsed to the ground.

However, Hua Manlou was still able to calmly analyze the situation. "Muzhi, you said that this poison can be cured. I don't know if Father's poison can be cured …"

Giving the three of them a reassuring look, Yang Muzhi said, "Lady Hua, Uncle Hua, don't worry. If we start the treatment now, it'll only take a bit of time until he recovers. It won't harm his life."

These words were like a reassuring pill. Lady Hua finally calmed down. Uncle Hua sighed. "I, Hua Ruling, have lived to this age, but I've never made enemies with anyone. I actually didn't know that someone wanted my life."

Yang Muzhi looked at Hua Manlou, and their gazes met.

Hua Manlou nodded and had the servants in the room withdraw. Only then did Yang Muzhi instruct Uncle Hua.

"The enemy is in the dark, while we are in the light.

If the people with evil intentions know that your poison is gradually being cured, I'm afraid they'll think of other ways to deal with you. So it's better to beat them at their own game. "