Murong Cheng frowned upon hearing the words, "...Can't move your body?"

Mu Zi felt terrible when he thought of it, and buried his face in his arms, "Well, it's like a ghost press, I can't even move a finger..."

Murong Cheng frowned deeply, pondered for a moment, and took Mu Zi's hand and walked towards the small foreign building.

"Mu Zening is restless, you will move out tonight." He said, "Go back and pack your luggage."

Mu Zi was surprised and asked uncertainly behind him: "So anxious? But...but I told my mom to move during the Chinese New Year..."

"It's not long before the New Year, not bad these few days." Murong Cheng said, "Mom can leave later, but you can't live here again!"

No matter how great Murong Cheng is, it is impossible to stay by Mu Zi's side 24 hours, every minute, and he hates to be on guard at all times. This is too passive. It is better to let Mu Zi move away and completely cut off Mu Zening's thoughts. .

Mu Zi felt guilty for Mu Zening because when she was Su Zi, Mu Zening helped her take care of her grandmother and was kind.

But Murong Cheng was cold hearted, and between him and Mu Zening, there was only the grudge left by Mrs. Mu. Even if he hurt Mu Zening so badly now, he didn't feel any guilt in his heart, let alone regret.

The news that Murong Cheng was about to move out of Mu's house quickly spread among the servants.

Everyone talked a lot, saying that the fourth master and the third master had a fight, and the two were incompatible with each other, so the fourth master Mu moved out of Mu's house angrily.

Such rumors fit Murong Cheng's heart and save him from making excuses for moving.

Bai Wei was at a loss, "It's good, how can you fight?"

Mu Zi took the medicated oil and rubbed it on Murong Cheng's wounds little by little, and gently rubbed it. When Bai Wei asked this, he turned his face sternly.

I can't say it's because of her...

Murong Cheng said: "I can't live here anymore, Mom, you have to clean up the past few days. Today I live with Zizi outside."

Bai Wei's face was suspicious, and she looked at her son with distrust.

Having been deceived more often, Bai Wei had instinctively suspected Murong Cheng, thinking that this might be an excuse he deliberately made to spend the night alone with Mu Zi.

Mu Zi coughed twice, and said in embarrassment, "Mom, brother still has injuries..."

No matter how lustful you want to smoke your heart, you won't be injured and go into battle...

Bai Wei was stunned, and finally there was a hint of real care in her eyes, and said: "There are injuries on your body too? Take off your coat and have a look. If you should go to the hospital, go to the hospital. Don't be aggressive."

Murong Cheng said casually, after dealing with Bai Wei, regardless of the servant's curious look, he pulled Mu Zi out of the house with a bruised face.

They went to the villa on the mountain.

After a long time, there was a thin layer of dust on the furnishings in the villa, and the refrigerator lacked fresh ingredients.

"Let's rest for a while. We'll drive to the foot of the mountain to buy later." Murong Cheng pulled off the dust cloth covering the sofa, revealing the clean leather inside.

Mu Zi walked over and held him, "Mom is right. Take off your clothes and let me see if there are injuries elsewhere."

"Heh, did he hurt me?" Murong Cheng was disdainful.

It's just that he has a blue nose and a swollen face, and his disdainful tone, the effect is really discounted.

Murong Cheng took off his shirt, and Mu Zi checked it carefully. He was tall and straight, with strong muscles. Except for some old scars, he found no obvious bruises.

Mu Zi said: "He is very scheming and knows he can't beat you, so he greets you on your face. At least this will make you look a little bit miserable."

Murong Cheng's fist, except for the blow that came in, mostly fell on Mu Zening's chest and abdomen, because most of them were the vital parts of the human body.

Therefore, Mu Zening's injury is definitely much heavier than Murong.