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

Xia Bai'an naturally agreed.

As long as Mo Qian can enroll a few days earlier, the more knowledge and systems of this world can be learned, so that they can integrate with this place in the future, instead of choosing to completely destroy this place.

It is not enough for her alone to change the world line.

All people need some change.

She firmly believed in this, and took Mo Qian to climb into the carriage of the private school, and hugged her somewhat restrained son tightly in the carriage: "You are finally going to the private school."

Being hugged in his arms, Mo Qian was a little out of breath, especially when he fell into that soft embrace, he was even a little shy.

But when he heard Xia Bai'an's words, Mo Qian's body froze twice inexplicably.

Feeling his tension, Xia Bai'an laughed softly, buried in the young man's neck and laughed lowly: "It's not that I disliked you when you were at home, it's just that your father and I couldn't teach you all the time, and didn't abandon you. "

Mo Qian's body gradually softened, and in this narrow space, he softened his tone with the only stepmother he recognized in his life.

"You always know what I'm thinking."

"Because when I first went to a...private school, I also felt abandoned by my parents."

Xia Bai'an helped him straighten his hair with a smile, and stroked his already muscular shoulders with his fingertips, "Besides, you're getting older, so it's a good choice to see the world and listen to its sounds."

Mo Qian just looked at her blankly.

Until Xia Bai'an was pinching his tense forearm, and said: "The older you are, the longer this arm is, it's a standard textbook. It's a pity that you can't dissect it."

"..."

Mo Qian withdrew his forearm with lightning speed.

Xia Bai'an looked at his empty palm, realized what he said, and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, professional habits, I usually only dissect dead people."

Mo Qian said with a cold face, "I suddenly want to jump out of the car."

"Don't worry, I'm the spirit of scientific research!"

Xia Bai'an quickly grabbed him.

Mo Qian took another look at the stepmother who had grabbed him, and sighed deeply like his father.

This mother is indeed a bit like a three-year-old child.

It seems that the longer we know each other, the more frequently Xia Bai'an acts like a spoiled child.

The mother and son came to the private school talking, laughing and laughing. When they first stepped into the private school, Mo Qian's ears moved slightly, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at the guards who were staring at them, and quietly held Xia Bai'an's hand, fingertips Tighten slowly.

Xia Bai'an followed his gaze.

Those are just a few dedicated guards.

There seems to be no problem on the surface.

But Xia Bai'an still held Mo Qian's hand tightly, and said with a smile: "The Hanlin private school is quite safe, these guards have been watching strangers like us closely."

Mo Qian looked at her with wide eyes - is it really okay to just say that?

Xia Bai'an smiled and blinked at him.

When Mr. Yu heard her words, he chuckled suddenly: "Many of the private schools in the Imperial Academy are the children of merchants. The merchants are afraid that their children will be kidnapped and asked for a high ransom. Naturally, we have invited martial arts experts. guard."

Xia Bai'an raised his eyebrows, the reason is quite reasonable.

It's like many rich people travel with bodyguards.

But Mo Qian was still very wary of these people.

She just smiled: "Maybe we should go and see other private schools."

Mr. Yu's complexion changed again and again, and he was about to speak to persuade, but Mo Qian spoke first: "Mother, I think these guards might be able to accompany me to practice martial arts in the future, this place is very good."

"what?"

Xia Bai'an was puzzled, bent down, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Didn't you notice that this place is strange?"

Mo Qian also approached her, hooked her shoulders, and said in a cold voice, "There is a dangerous place, which proves that there is something tricky hidden. I am confident that I can get rid of those guards."

"This is too dangerous..."

"Mother." Mo Qian interrupted her for the first time, burying his face sideways into her neck, looking like a child asking for help from his mother, but his tone was still cold, "Can I help you?" You guys do something."

Xia Bai'an knew that Mo Qian's decision would be difficult to change, so he could only bite the bullet and agree: "Then you have to learn to take care of yourself, and if you have any problems, come to us as soon as possible."

Mo Qian nodded and left her side.

Mr. Yu and the servants beside him all laughed together: "Young master is already ten years old, why do you still rely on mother so much?"

"Yes, but Miss Xia is really young, you look like siblings."

Several people laughed and ridiculed.

Mo Qian was unmoved, and Xia Bai'an didn't bother to pay attention.

The two went to the private school to enter the roster, until the two were sent home, nothing unusual happened during the whole process.

Back in the mansion, Xia Bai'an still felt a little unreal.

She took Mo Qian to find Mo Che, and told him everything about the private school: "I still don't think it's okay. If we feel danger, we should avoid it as soon as possible."

"Qian'er is ten years old, he knows what to do, don't worry."

Mo Che came around from behind the table and winked at Mo Qian, who stepped back clearly.

And Mo Che sat down again with his arms around Xia Bai'an's shoulders.

Xia Baian gave him a sideways look: "Qian'er is only ten years old."

"He knows the seriousness." Mo Che reluctantly dissuaded him, and gave her a document from the table, "The fifth prince urged the emperor to thoroughly investigate Lin Qingya's matter. Ao Pingchuan seems to have found a little clue. There should be living people from that tribe who can be witnesses, but there is not enough time."

Although Xia Bai'an was still worried about Mo Qian, he just poked Mo Che lightly.

"I'll tell you about Mo Qian later, don't try to change the subject."

"You are very good at moving your hands and feet now." Mo Che covered the place where he was poked, and looked at her coldly.

Xia Bai'an's back felt chills from being stared at, he shrunk his neck, and gently rubbed his waist that was stabbed by himself just now.

Mo Che's eyes deepened a little, and he swept away her hand.

Xia Bai'an squeezed the paperwork and muttered: "It's really hard to guess how to do it to your liking."

"Read the document." Mo Che rubbed the back of her neck hard.

This woman is really becoming more and more ignorant of distance and severity.

Xia Bai'an had no choice but to read every word above, and then raised his head: "Next, how do we delay the time?"

Mo Che took the document in her hand and burned it, before continuing to speak.

"Go to the Lin family. If Lin Qingya is really such a big threat to the fifth prince, it must be that he still has some killer weapon hidden in his hand."

"That makes sense, why didn't we do this before?" Xia Bai'an looked at him with his chin half propped up.

"Because we didn't realize at the time that the Fifth Prince cared so much about Lin Qingya." Mo Che stood up slowly and pulled her up, "It's strange that he is still staring at Lin Qingya after so many things are over."