Mu Ziding stood there, looking at Mu Qingyang's back, and whispered to himself.

"How did you get it......" but his voice did not fall.

"Why don't you go and ask your good imperial uncle?!" Qi Tianhong glared at Mu Ziding angrily.

"......" Mu Ziding surprisingly didn't talk back to Qi Tianhong for the first time, he knew in his heart that Mu Qingyang's injury was inseparable from Mu Xuelun.

In the end, he just broke through and should follow Qing Yang to the bamboo house, what can he at least block it?

Mu Ziding thought about it, and couldn't help but blame himself a little in his heart.

Mu Qingyang came back with a relaxed face, and found that Mu Ziding was still staying where he was just now, without the slightest movement.

"This kid is really obedient. She thought to herself, feeling a little funny for a while, and couldn't help but hook her lips and bend her eyes.

"You're still laughing!" Looking at the injury on Mu Qingyang's face, Qi Tianhong seemed to blame, but it was mixed with a distressed taste, and before the words fell, he had already come to Mu Qingyang's side.

"Qing Yang, this injury is Uncle Huang'......" Knowing that Mu Ziding was still unwilling, he asked carefully.

looked at the uneasiness flickering at the bottom of the curtain's eyes, and Qi Tianhong's look of indignation.

"I accidentally 'made' this myself, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. Obviously, he had scolded Mu Xuelun from head to toe in his heart, but when he exited, he still had a calm attitude.

After all, "endure for a while, and the wind and waves will be calm." Take a step back and open the sky. Mu Qingyang comforted himself like this in his heart.

"Hmph!" Qi Tianhong squinted at Mu Qingyang, and snorted coldly.

"Tell me, why was it careless?! This wound is known to a discerning person at a glance that it was injured by a sharp weapon, could it be that you hit the blade yourself?"

...... "Is this guy afraid that the world will not be 'chaotic'? Why do you always want to dismantle your own platform?!"

Mu Qingyang glared at Qi Tianhong fiercely.

"Isn't it just that the teacup fell to the ground and the porcelain piece accidentally spilled up. Mu Qingyang recalled that the 'flower' Lang once injured her forehead because of a splashed porcelain piece, and she should have been able to say so.

Qi Tianhong seemed to be watching coldly, his hands wrapped around his 'chest' and continued to see how Mu Qingyang lied, but he couldn't understand what happened in the bamboo house just now, Qingqing was so obviously covering up the perpetrator of the wound?

"But, look at the direction of your wound, if it's a splashed piece of porcelain. Besides, as far as the depth of the wound is concerned, I dare to conclude that there must have been a big hole in the ground! I will take a good look at it in a moment. ”

Qi Tianhong surrounded Mu Qingyang's side, pretending to carefully observe her wounds.

"......" Mu Qing was embarrassed, she finally thought of the reason, but he poked it one by one, she simply stopped making a sound, saying a lot, making a lot of mistakes, she didn't speak now, there shouldn't be anything wrong.

Mu Qingyang walked straight in the direction of the bamboo house.

"What are you going to do?!" Qi Tianhong frowned, and one hand was already on Mu Qingyang's wrist.

At the same time, Mu Ziding also grabbed her other hand with the same action, looking nervous.

"Qingyang, you still have to go in!" he looked at Mu Qingyang in disbelief.

Mu Qingyang looked at the two of them, blinked helplessly, and looked innocent.

She knew that they were worried about themselves and didn't want her to face King Chen, but they didn't want to?

But just want to!Is it useful?

"Huh......" Mu Qing lowered her eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, nodded helplessly, and a helpless smile hung on the corner of her mouth