"My husband looks young," Lady Yan said with a smile on her face.
Ah Lie, when poisoned, looked even younger!
Mu Yunlie coughed lightly.
It was the first time someone had described him as "young."
It felt strangely awkward.
"Right, sister-in-law, I want to take my husband to wash up and change his clothes first; he's all grimy," Lady Yan called to Yan Yao, who was walking ahead, "Brother, our luggage was in the exploded carriage. You and Ah Lie are about the same size. Could you lend him a few sets of your clothes to tide him over?"
Just now, when the carriage exploded, Mu Yunlie had gotten dirty, and his clothes were also a bit tattered.
For someone with a cleanliness fetish, he must be feeling really uncomfortable now.
"Yeah, you go ahead and change," Andelle sized up Mu Yunlie's build, "Ah Lie's clothing size should be the same as your brother's. I'll have someone send over a few new sets right away."
