Today's Flower House is very lively, not only lively, but also joyful.

Because today is a happy day for Huamanlou.

There are many friends in Huamanlou, and even more friends in the Hua family.

Lu Xiaofeng and Xue Bing also came today. Not only were they here, but even Gongsun Lan, whom Hua Manlou didn't know much, came.

They made a special trip to celebrate the Huamanlou, and Shi Xiuxue came on the day of great joy.

Of course they also brought gifts.

Their gifts may not be as expensive as others, but Hua Manlou cherishes them very much. For Hua Manlou, no matter what gifts these people bring, it is the same. Even if they don’t bring gifts, he is happy.

Because they are his friends.

As long as friends can come, what's upset?

Logically speaking, the groom is very busy on the wedding day, and you cannot just treat it as a matter of receiving guests. However, Huamanlou is not too busy. Although he also entertains guests, he is not like other grooms.

None of the guests who came from afar blamed Hua Manlou because they also knew that Hua Manlou was a blind man and a respectable person. They were more or less considerate of such people.

Although Hua Manlou is not too busy, he is waiting for people before the banquet begins.

Waiting for a friend.

Lu Xiaofeng walked over, patted Hua Manlou on the shoulder, and said, "Feng Wuhen probably won't come."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, ‘Why?’

A sad look flashed in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes. He really didn't want to recall that incident, but he still said it.

"None of us has seen him since he fought with Ye Gucheng, and no one knows where he went. He seems to have become Ye Gucheng." People who have this feeling are not just Lu Xiaofeng, but many people actually have this feeling.

Hua Manlou shook his head and said very surely: "Feng Wuhen is always Feng Wuhen, and will not become anyone, nor will it become Ye Gucheng." Hua Manlou also heard about that battle, and he was a little sad, but he was also very sure that Feng Wuhen would never change.

Lu Xiaofeng was a little surprised: "You have never seen Feng Wuhen, how can you know that he will not change?"

Hua Manlou laughed and said something very meaningful.

"Lu Xiaofeng will always be Lu Xiaofeng, and Feng Wuhen will always be Feng Wuhen."

What does this mean? No one will be satisfied with this explanation. Lu Xiaofeng is not satisfied either.

Hua Manlou seemed to know that Lu Xiaofeng would not be satisfied, so he added: "He is a person who promised me to come, so he will definitely come back."

Gongsun Lan, who was disguised as ordinary, came to the two of them at some point. There was no emotion on Gongsun Lan's face, but the complicated expression in her eyes also meant that she was not indifferent to Feng Wuhen.

Gongsun Lan's eyes suddenly lit up and she looked into the distance.

She looked mediocre, but at this moment she was very beautiful and charming.

"Here you come."

A swordsman in green thought of coming to the Hua Mansion, holding an exquisite wooden box in his left hand. This man was Feng Wuhen.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and sighed, "He will indeed come."

Hua Manlou also smiled.

The two walked towards Feng Wuhen, but they did not walk very quickly. This was not a negligence, because before them, Gongsun Lan had already walked towards Feng Wuhen quickly.

They are not people who are ignorant of the charm, but also understand the beauty of adulthood, so their pace slows down.

Gongsun Lan stopped in front of Feng Wuhen, bit her lip, and suddenly hit Feng Wuhen's chest with her hands. Gongsun Lan used her strength and seemed to hate the person in front of her to kill him.

Lu Xiaofeng was a little worried.

He was not worried about Feng Wuhen, but about Gongsun Lan.

After all, Gongsun Lan was dressed up in disguise. If Feng Wuhen didn't recognize such a move, it would inevitably end in a tragedy.

Unexpectedly, Feng Wuhen did not resist at all, and Gongsun Lan still hit his fist. And a calm face showed a smile and said, "I will bet with myself on the way here that if Gongsun doesn't teach me a lesson, then I will drink thirty jars of wine, otherwise I will invite Gongsun to thirty sips."

Gongsun Lan exclaimed. At this time, Feng Wuhen had already embraced Gongsun Lan in his arms and kissed her without hesitation.

Although he didn't have thirty mouths, he got a mouthful of rouge, and Gongsun Lan's lips were swollen.

Gongsun Lan was both ashamed and angry, and kicked her hard before breaking away from Feng Wuhen's arms.

She took a few steps back, looked at Feng Wuhen curiously, and said, "Are you okay?"

Feng Wuhen said: "What's wrong with me?"

Gongsun Lan said, "That day you." Gongsun Lan suddenly shut up, not knowing whether she should continue to say anything.

Feng Wuhen cared about it at all, but sighed a little, "I was in a bad mood that day. It was the first time in my life that I had killed someone I thought I shouldn't have killed, and this person is still an opponent worthy of my respect."

Gongsun Lan regrets a little, and shouldn't mention this.

Feng Wuhen smiled again and said, "In life, you will do more or less things you don't want to do. Since you have done it, regret is useless, so instead of being immersed in regret, it is better to learn from your lessons."

Gongsun Lan let out a long sigh in her heart, she knew that Feng Wuhen had indeed figured it out.

At this time, Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng also walked up.

Feng Wuhen threw the wooden box to Hua Manlou and smiled and said, "Have you ever thought I won't come?"

Hua Manluo said: ‘No.’

"Why?"

Hua Manlou said, "Because we are friends, and you promised to come."

Feng Wuhen sighed and said, "Actually, I couldn't think about it, but because you are Huamanlou, I'm here."

Hua Manlou smiled happily and said, "Since you're here, you'll have to drink a few more drinks."

Feng Wuhen said: "I will never return if I am drunk."

"I don't have to go back when I'm drunk. I have prepared the room and stay as long as you want."

Feng Wuhen sighed and said, "I can't live for too long."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking, "Why, do you have other things to do?" Lu Xiaofeng knew that Feng Wuhen was a very idle person and couldn't figure it out.

Gongsun Lan also looked at Feng Wuhen strangely.

Feng Wuhen shook his head and said, "There is nothing I need to do, but after living there for a long time, I am a little worried."

"What are you worried about?"

Feng Wuhen said: "I'm worried about having a wedding banquet again."

Hua Manlou smiled and understood the meaning.

Lu Xiaofeng and Gongsun Lan didn't understand.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Whose wedding wine is drunk?"

Feng Wuhen said: "Of course it's yours."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned and then laughed.

Feng Wuhen looked at him and said, "Do you think it's impossible?"

Lu Xiaofeng just smiled.

Feng Wuhen said: ‘Don’t you want to get married to Miss Xue Bing?’

Lu Xiaofeng was about to speak, but found the playfulness in Feng Wuhen's eyes. He was shocked and said without hesitation: "Of course I want it, just."

A voice came from behind.

"Just think about it. You go to Xuejiazhuang to send a gift another day, and the marriage will be settled." An old woman slowly walked to Lu Xiaofeng with a crutch. There was also a beautiful and charming woman beside him, Xue Bing and his grandmother Mrs. Xue.

Lu Xiaofeng was stiff.

Feng Wuhen burst into laughter.

Looking at Lu Xiaofeng who was at a loss, Feng Wuhen patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "You should thank me. I am so good as Miss Xue, and I am willing to suffer for you. And I also make you like not many girls."

Lu Xiaofeng turned her head and looked at Xue Bing. At this time, there was no initial entanglement or hesitation. Maybe I should get married.

Lu Xiaofeng is home all over the world and wanders around the world.

He is a prodigal son.

The prodigal son has no home, but the prodigal son also hopes to have a home.

Now he seems to have a home.

Feng Wuhen pulled Gongsun Lan and accompanied Hua Manlou away. They were also very understanding.

Lu Xiaofeng was a little unwilling to be plotted against by Feng Wuhen and said loudly: "Where are you? When are you planning to get married to Miss Gongsun?"

Gongsun Lan's hands trembled slightly, and Feng Wuhen said without hesitation: "When she wants to marry me, I will marry her. Maybe I may marry two or three wives. What about you? How many do you plan to marry?"

Lu Xiaofeng's scream came from behind, and his ears were caught by Xue Bing.
Chapter completed!