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

"Dr. Wang doesn't even look down on the servants in my lord's mansion?"

Yun Hanyi raised his chin slightly, a bit of anger flashed in his eyes.

Dr. Wang trembled all over, how could he dare to reject the Prime Minister's kindness, and immediately agreed: "My Excellency, thank you, Prime Minister."

The matter was temporarily closed, and everyone slowly dispersed.

It was inconvenient for Yun Hanyi to stay longer, so when he left, he only told Qi Ming: "If Xia Bai'an's husband wants to come in the future, he will come in and out with him. He is now a martial arts master from Baichuan Academy, and he wears a knife wherever he goes. , do not have to confiscate."

It turned out to be the teacher of Baichuan Academy.

Qi Ming clicked his tongue secretly, and agreed again and again.

Behind the scenes, several doctors were also shocked. It turned out that Xia Bai'an's husband turned out to be a teacher from Baichuan Academy.

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be against her."

"That's Baichuan Academy. We haven't been able to hook up with a place for several years as doctors. We can't easily offend you."

"I heard that there are noble people inside."

Everyone was discussing, only Dr. Wang fell down on the chair in frustration, his heart was in a mess.

Before, he was only afraid that Xia Bai'an would steal his limelight and use his marriage contract with the young master of the prime minister's mansion to skyrocket and come to cause trouble for him, so he wanted to make things difficult for her.

Unexpectedly, her husband-in-law is still the teacher of Baichuan Academy, how can he be offended by this!

"Damn it..." He said angrily, and saw two servants from the Prime Minister's Mansion walk in one after the other.

"Doctor Wang, the servants will obey your orders in the future."

The two servants spoke in unison, but the corners of their eyes and brows were full of vigilance.

Doctor Wang felt uncomfortable being stared at, and was about to get up and ask the other doctors about things, but the doctors backed away one after another: "In the future, Doctor Wang should take care of his own patients by himself."

"What personal enmity do you have with that Xia Bai'an, don't bring us along."

Doctor Wang was short-tempered, waved his sleeves and left: "Who cares!"

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yard.

Most of the people dispersed completely, but Xia Bai'an picked up the blood-stained hairpin from the ground.

Mo Che stopped her: "It's very dirty."

Xia Bai'an shook his head: "It's clean, that boy is clearly helping Dr. Wang as a scapegoat, I'm afraid all he's thinking about is his sister's future, and this silver hairpin, how can a man carry it with him, saying Maybe... it was bought for his sister."

Mo Che laughed, but he didn't stop her anymore, he just gave her a veil and asked her to clean off all the dust on it.

"It's just a hairpin, you're thinking too much."

"That's true."

Xia Bai'an took a deep breath, of course she also knew that it is not a good thing to be sentimental now, and people who have been depressed for a long time will always get sick, so she had to calm down slowly, while looking at Mo Che: "Come here, Mo family Didn't people say anything?"

"They still have something to do." Mo Che comforted him, while looking at Xia Bai'an's thin cheeks, he frowned slightly, "Doesn't the people in the prime minister's residence give you food?"

"...It seems that I forgot to eat."

Xia Bai'an smiled awkwardly, seeing Mo Che's eyes turn cold, and saw that the patient in the ward was still lying down, but there was no sign of deterioration for the time being.

She hesitated for a moment, grabbed Mo Che and ran to the kitchen: "Go eat some, Cuihua, I'll bring you some later, you go inside and wait."

"Yes!"

Cuihua nodded, and took her two sons and daughters back.

Mo Che was dragged all the way to the kitchen by Xia Bai'an, and the two of them only wanted two bowls of noodles in clear soup with eggs. The cook felt sorry for Xia Bai'an, and brought two salty and light rice, a plate of braised pork, and wiped her hands on her clothes: "A girl's home!" Home, how busy are you... It's okay to leave these things to outside men."

"What a man can do, I can do too." Xia Bai'an smiled and took a bite of braised pork.

The cook sighed: "You girl, fortunately, you are already married, otherwise, just say these few words, no matter how good a man is, you will not be wanted."

After speaking, the cook sighed and went inside to do her work.

Xia Bai'an blinked blankly, she knew that the ancient thinking was too different from the modern thinking, and she didn't expect herself to be a lighthouse and a leader, and she had no obligation to argue with the cooks, she just buried her head in eating noodles.

Mo Che next to him was holding his chopsticks. Seeing her heartless look, he slowly put the chopsticks on the bowl, making a crisp sound.

Xia Bai'an looked at him: "Is it too vegetarian, or I'll go in and order some meat dishes for you?"

"Are you always so cautious outside here?" Mo Che looked at her coldly.

"What?" Xia Baian tilted his head in confusion.

"In normal times, you wouldn't feel sad about the silver hairpin, you would just go up to argue with Doctor Wang and save that boy's life. If you were outside, and someone said you needed to be attached to a man, you had to prove it to them. But Now, why don't you say anything?"

Mo Che spoke slowly and methodically, and those red phoenix eyes looked at her calmly from the beginning to the end.

Xia Bai'an was dumbfounded for a moment.

Why don't you say it?Why not argue?

She couldn't tell the reason, but she just felt that even if she explained clearly about the servant, there would still be a steady stream of troubles, and at this juncture, she couldn't stand the toss.

Or, what about arguing with the same cook?

How could the ancient cooks know that women can hold up half the sky? Even if the cooks see it clearly, in this world, they may be dragged down by the clear cognition and die in depression.

Since the ending of the two things must be scribbled, why did she say it?

She raised her eyes and met Mo Che's eyes: "What can be changed if you say it, why don't you say it."

Mo Che's expression was still calm, but he just stretched out his hand towards her suddenly. Xia Bai'an subconsciously wanted to avoid him, but maybe Mo Che's breath was too close, so she stood there in a daze. With slightly cool fingers, he gently wiped away the pimple between her brows.

He opened his thin lips lightly: "The outcome of the matter is unknown, whether the change is irreversible. But as long as you say what is in your heart every time, you will not show such a sad face."

The water in Xia Bai'an's eyes flashed, and his fingertips trembled uncontrollably. He stared at Mo Che for a long time, his face changed, and finally he smiled heartily: "What is this... You want me to speak freely and only worry about you?" Are you not responsible to others?"

"Why not?"

Mo Che asked back, moving his fingertips down, and landed on her smiling eyebrows, "It doesn't take a moment to turn upside down in a prosperous age, and it doesn't take a moment to climb a height or fall to a heavy weight. For you, it's enough for you to feel happy and at ease in your heart."

not understand.

Xia Bai'an didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but felt that the heavy things on his chest were suddenly removed.

Her crooked eyebrows gradually retracted, and she only half-closed her eyes, and slowly rubbed against Mo Che's fingertips: "I'm a little tired."

The next moment, she fell into a warm embrace, and sleepiness struck her, wrapping her tightly in it.