Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

The small courtyard of Yunjing.

When Mo Che stepped into the room, Xia Bai'an was telling Yun Jing some things about the city that he had never heard of before. Seeing him coming, Xia Bai'an immediately stood up and called him in a low voice: "Mo Che."

The voice was as light as a feather, and it disturbed Mo Che's mind inadvertently.

He stepped forward and saw that although Xia Bai'an had a calm demeanor and seemed the same as usual, it was the first time she was outside, and she stuck to his arm under the eyes of everyone, holding his arm tightly with a cold hand, He said in a low voice, "I have something to tell you."

Xia Bai'an raised his eyes, with a tinge of red at the end of his eyes.

Mo Che's face darkened in an instant, and he spontaneously hugged her into his arms, resting his fingertips on the back of her neck, pressing her head into his embrace, and then lowered his fingertips, as if to comfort her, his face His face was still indifferent.

"Thank you, young master, for taking care of me. I'll take Bai An back first."

"...Yes, please take good care of her."

Yun Jing looked away in embarrassment, it was the first time he saw someone other than his father and wife being so intimate, he saw that Mo Che was about to leave with Xia Bai'an in his arms, and added, "I'm really sorry, I could have just taken Xia Bai'an directly. She sent it back, but my father said that it was not appropriate to do so, and it would be easy for people to misunderstand her, so I troubled you to come and pick her up in person."

"Bringing her back to the Prime Minister's Mansion is already inappropriate."

Mo Che stopped in his tracks, staring at Yun Jing with a worried expression, "Next time if something happens to her, she will be sent back to Xia Mansion directly."

"Yes!"

Yunjing subconsciously responded loudly.

It wasn't until Mo Che took Xia Bai'an away completely that Yun Jing's heart fell back into his stomach, and he rubbed his face in confusion.

It is clear that he is the young master of the prime minister's mansion, why should he obey Mo Che so much.

……

Mo Che took Xia Bai'an all the way back to the mansion.

On the way, Xia Bai'an had already briefly explained what happened today, but now that he was back in the house, Xia Bai'an still did not let go of Mo Che's arm, and said seriously: "The person who saved me doesn't look like a refugee."

Mo Che had no choice but to sit down with her, and raised his hand to stroke her forehead: "Thinking wildly, if he is not a refugee, why is he among the refugees?"

"Different."

Xia Bai'an shook her head. She was indeed terrified at the time, and she was too busy to notice too much before, but she always had a feeling in the dark, "When I was sitting in the clinic, I could indeed feel a deliberate sense of anxiety from time to time. Sight, I suspect it's that guy... he's staring at me."

A gloomy light flashed in Mo Che's eyes.

"You're just too nervous."

"But I really..."

"Rest awhile."

Mo Che helped her lean into the soft bed, seeing the frightened look in her eyes from time to time, his eyes turned slightly cold.

Xia Bai'an leaned back on the familiar bed, still grabbing Mo Che's sleeve uneasily.

Just like the plot of a fledgling bird, after she came to this world, Mo Che was always the one she had the most contact with and relied on the most, and the time when she felt most at ease was always sleeping with him at night.

If they weren't about the same age, Xia Bai'an might really call him daddy.

Mo Che couldn't leave, so he could only stay, lay down with his clothes under the expectant eyes of the other party, embraced him in his arms, and Xia Bai'an leaned into his arms: "I'm sorry I didn't listen to your advice well before. "

"It's fine."

Mo Che tightened his grip.

But Xia Bai'an whispered again: "I'll go next time."

"..."

Knowing the mistakes and not correcting them is quite straightforward.

Mo Che wished he could knock her unconscious with a knife in his hand, and lock her in the woodshed just like Jin Xiu.

But the next moment, Xia Bai'an rubbed against his neck again, and said sullenly: "Saving a person is one, next time I will learn not to leave anything behind, and turn around and run."

"I don't know how to repent." Mo Che said coldly.

Xia Bai'an pursed her lips, drowsiness had gradually come up, she only said: "I'm too lazy to quarrel with you, I can make my own decisions about my own affairs. I apologize for not listening to your opinion... But don't think about it." change me."

Mo Che remained silent, curling the corners of his lips under the bed curtain, feeling that the person in his arms was gradually breathing steadily, he lowered his head slightly, and placed a deep kiss on her hair.

This is Xia Bai'an.

However, the matters of those refugees do need to be resolved.

……

in the hall.

The three children looked at the table full of dishes and looked at A Yuan who was standing beside him in puzzlement.

"Dad and mother don't eat yet?" Mo Yu was puzzled.

"Ahem, I should not eat it. Masters and ladies, let's eat first."

A Yuan coughed a few times uncomfortably.

Even Wu Yue nodded, but she saw the two of them stepping into the room and never came out again. They didn't even light the candles at night, maybe they rolled together a long time ago, how could they remember to eat.

The three children didn't ask any questions about their answers, they ate on their own.

After a while, the guard at the door came in hurriedly: "Young master, there are people outside the door, and they want to see the master and madam."

"Who?" Mo Qian wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth.

"Say yes, the Mo family in the capital, I have something to ask the master."

It turned out to be the Mo family.

Mo Qian thought about what he had said to his father before, and thought about it for a while: "I'll go and see, this matter doesn't need to disturb Dad, just say that Dad has been very busy these days, and he went to bed before dinner."

"Yes."

The servant followed Mo Qian out step by step.

Mo Yu was not in the mood to eat, so she asked Mo Xue: "Sister, this Mo family has always wanted to control Daddy, and my brother went alone, will something happen?"

"How dare they." Mo Xue sneered coldly, "Daddy is now a teacher in the academy, and on the surface he has some connections with the prime minister's mansion. After losing my brother, I am not afraid that my father and them will be caught to the death."

Although the Mo family is considered a big family in the capital, after all, many descendants have not obtained key positions in the capital. Now they can be regarded as a wealthy family in the capital, and they are far from power.

And Mo Che is now their life-saving straw, so naturally he won't treat him casually.

Mo Yu understood this, and suddenly sneered: "The Mo family has to rely on outsiders to make a comeback, how stupid."

"A bright future, if you don't plan well, that's the end." Mo Xue nodded, "Let's read some books later, don't be like them in the future."

"kindness!"

Mo Yu nodded heavily, no longer worried about the news from Mo Qian.

Wu Yue, who was next to him, saw his eyelids twitching, and couldn't help but said to A Gao: "Are they really only five years old?"

"Do you have to say something more?" A Gao gave her an angry glance, then looked at the two children, an imperceptible threat flashed in his eyes, "They are different from ordinary people."