"Brother, I promise you that Yu Tian and the baby will definitely appear in front of you intact." Murong Xicheng couldn't help but feel guilty when he said this, but in order to make Murong Yanxing put the overall situation first, he still concealed some facts, "Listen to me, if you can't even trust me in this matter... Then, after that, how can we do the more important things we have planned together?"

Murong Yanxing didn't say anything, and only the sound of breathing from each other on both ends of the phone were heard.

The two brothers are now very tacit, and they can still guess some of the other party’s thoughts.

Murong Yanxing is no longer the emotionally unsatisfied evil spirit, and Murong Xicheng is no longer the idiot playboy.

They are two people who need to build a country together.

Compared to outsiders... they are naturally people with blood relationships, and they are more trustworthy.

After a moment of silence, Murong Yanxing seemed to finally compromise. He took a deep breath: "Tell me about your plan."

Murong Xicheng breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Murong Yanxing has finally calmed down and could listen to his thoughts: "Actually, there is no special plan. I will arrange everything. I will contact you in advance. Just come directly to the camp of the Second Army to pick up Yu Tian. I think... Brother, it should be no problem for you to arrange an elite member of a small team to steal people from the Second Army quietly, right?"

"You promise that Murong Xicheng will be foolproof." Murong Yanxing said again.

This tone is like teaching a child to do the test paper. When he was handing over the paper, the teacher asked him, "You are really sure you have no problem and you have to hand over the paper."

"Yes, I use this life to guarantee that if there is a problem, I will sacrifice my life and protect Mu Yutian and the baby from being hurt a little bit. Is it OK?" Murong Xicheng answered very simply.

After all, he is my younger brother whom I value the most.

Murong Yanxing did not continue to make things difficult for him. Since he had made such a guarantee, Murong Yanxing really decided to believe Murong Xicheng once.

After hanging up the phone, he sat in a chair, closed his eyes, and leaned back.

I had a migraine that I hadn't had for a long time, because Mu Yutian was not by her side, and it seemed that she had signs of regaining her heart.

Only Mu Yutian is his best medicine, which can make him wholeheartedly and have no pain at all.

Murong Yanxing took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and gently tapped his forehead. It seemed that this would slow down the headache.

"Dong." "Dong." "Dong."

Someone knocked outside.

The knock on the door was not loud, as if it was a cowardice, with a little uncertainty, but it finally knocked down.

"who?"

Murong Yanxing opened his eyes and had already stood up, probably guessing who the person was.

The people outside paused for a few seconds before answering.

"Decision..."

Murong Yanxing went over, opened the door, lowered his head, and glanced at the little Tang Dou Dou.

In just over a day, Tang Dou Dou seemed to have withered and dried from the most gorgeous little flower.

"Didn't you have a good rest?" How could Murong Yanxing not know her mood? Perhaps... the only person who could say that he was empathetic to such words was Tang Dou Dou.

"Tiantian, are you okay with my brother...?"
Chapter completed!