Hearing Xiao Xiao's words, Mu Yutian chuckled in her heart, of course she understood what her grandmother asked them to hurry up for.

"Got it, we'll be over soon." Murong Yan seemed very calm, as if he didn't have any mood swings.

On the contrary, Mu Yutian began to feel a little uneasy, and looked at Murong Yanxing worriedly: "You...... Just injured Sanshao so badly, will grandma blame you! ”

Moreover, how can this incident be regarded as because of her......

I don't know what Murong Xicheng, who talks nonsense all day long, will say to his grandmother.

But it is an indisputable fact that Murong Yan tortured and beat Murong Xicheng.

"He's not going to hurt too badly." Perhaps seeing Mu Yutian's worries, Murong Yan said explainingly, "I control my strength, if it weren't for the strength, you think I stepped on"

"His legs ......"

"The leg will hurt a little harder, but only to the extent of a slight bone crack, and this is the price to pay for running around, and it has nothing to do with you." Murong Yan said in one breath.

I don't know why, Mu Yutian felt as if he was deliberately helping himself to alleviate his guilt.

"All you have to do now is go take a shower and change your clothes." Murong Yanxing stretched out his hand and touched the top of Mu Yutian's head.

"Grandma told us to go quickly." Mu Yutian didn't expect that Murong Yanxing hadn't forgotten this stubble.

"I remember that when you were in the Third Army, you could finish your morning exercise in five minutes." Murong Yanxing raised his eyebrows slightly, "It didn't take long for you to forget everything you taught?" ”

"You!"

"Two minutes and forty-eight seconds left." Murong Yanxing lowered his head and glanced at the watch that he had been keeping with him all year round.

Mu Yutian ignored him, took out a clean set directly from his bag, and went into the bathroom.

I had only washed it in the morning, and there was nothing to wash, Mu Yutian took a battle bath, and still relied on Murong Yanxing's thoughts,

Murong Yanxing took the clothes she had changed from Mu Yutian's hand directly.

Mu Yutian was stunned, glanced at his empty palm, sighed, and hurriedly chased him out.

What is this for?

As soon as she came out of the house, she saw Murong Yanxing directly roll up those clothes in a ball and throw them directly into the trash, and she didn't forget to take out a wet tissue to wipe her hands.

Come on...... It's not an infectious disease......

"Hey! The clothes...... I only wore it once. "That's a waste, isn't it...... Mu Yutian looked at the suit of clothes with pity.

"I'll buy you a new one." Murong Yan said expressionlessly.

The eldest young master is the leader......

"Let's go." Murong Yanxing pulled her, suddenly remembered something, pulled her hand over, and pushed her sleeve up.

Nothing......

He frowned slightly.

"I ...... Take it down. Seeing Murong Yanxing's reaction, Mu Yutian also understood what he was doing, and hurriedly said, "I'm going to return it to him, I'll see it...... That chain, probably not cheap, just throw it away...... Probably not so good. ”

"I'll figure it out with you when I come back!" After delaying for a while, Murong Yanxing didn't plan to think about any more minor matters, so he took Mu Yutian to the old lady first.

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When Mu Yutian and Murong Yanxing came to the main house, they found that Murong Wanyuan was also standing beside the old lady, looking respectful on the surface, but with a bit of a good show expression.

"Xiao Yan, ah......" The old lady beckoned to Murong Yan, looking at him with a somewhat complicated expression, "Find Xicheng in your courtyard, one lying on the ground, and injured...... I called Dr. Ling and sent him to the hospital! It was said that it was a leg injury, and the injury was not light, and the body was also a little injured......"

Murong Yanxing naturally walked over and stood in front of the old lady without saying a word.

"The third said that he accidentally fell and injured himself when he escaped, but ...... I don't think much of it. The corners of Murong Wanyuan's lips rose slightly to look at Murong Yanxing, and then the old lady's words continued, "I don't know if the third child has a good face, and I don't want to say it if I am bullied, but ...... I felt more like I was beaten. ”