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

Xia Bai'an became more and more impatient when he heard the crying voice.

"Although you used this to hook up with Mr. Cen, but now that there is trouble in my house, don't blame me for turning my face and denying him."

"Sister, are you going to..."

"In May, send him to the second elder. Since I am already an unfilial daughter, let him serve in it and do my filial piety for me."

The small firewood room, the sleeping area is only enough for two people to lie down, and the remaining blood stains on the ground have not been cleaned up completely.

Wuyue felt a chill in her heart, but seeing that coward who confessed everything like a coward, she took her and went away.

Mo Qian stayed where he was, and clenched his fists: "Mother, if you keep them in the mansion, younger brothers and sisters..."

"I'm locked up in the firewood room. I'm also afraid that they will cause trouble. But after all, Cen Yishan knows about it. If I let them go outside to talk nonsense and cause trouble instead, let them go and wait for a few days. Send it to Mochi Village with you, shut it there, and your ears will be clean."

Xia Bai'an spoke lightly.

In words, she didn't have any feelings for these parents, and even had a touch of disgust.

After leaving Yunmai Village, Xia Bai'an was even more lazy to maintain her reputation as a filial daughter.

If something unfilial is caused in a small place, ten miles and eight villages will not only point at your spine, but also stumbling overtly and secretly against you.

But in the capital, even if you really cause unfilial things, as long as you are rich and powerful, others will at most make up a few words behind your back, and they can't really trip you up.

Xia Bai'an being able to keep them and temporarily protect Mo Che's reputation is already considered generous.

Mo Che also understood this matter in his heart, so he just covered Xia Bai'an's slender wrist: "Calm down."

"I am not angry."

"Really?"

"..."

Xia Baian glared at him lightly, then heaved a long sigh, "Why do I share with these few cheap relatives? I am used to causing trouble, but I have to farm recently and ask Wang Mang and Li Fugui to do ink painting. The matter of Chizhuang..."

Before the words were finished, the warm palm had already circled her shoulders and covered her eyes.

Xia Bai'an's breathing was stagnant, and the quilt gently slid down his whole body.

The familiar aura was close at hand, she didn't bother to resist, and only let out an inexplicable sound from her throat, which should be regarded as an inquiry.

Mo Che hugged her and lay down, pulling the quilt up.

"Sleep for a while, I'll fix these things."

"Your injury..."

"It's just some pain, go to sleep."

Mo Che's voice was as gentle as spring water and seemed to have magical powers, bewitching Xia Bai'an to fall into a warm night to be with Duke Zhou.

Gentle breathing sounds slowly.

On the other hand, Mo Che stood up wearing a thin undershirt, staring at Mo Qian with fiery eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm not good at learning."

Mo Qian trembled slightly, and hurriedly lowered his head: "It's true that I haven't learned martial arts well, and my verbal skills are not good. If I didn't sacrifice my mother-in-law for help today, I'm afraid..."

While speaking, Mo Che passed him by, and he choked up when he heard it, as if he felt guilty.

The man only stretched out his hand, swept his forehead lightly, and straightened his head.

"If you are not good at learning, you just need to practice hard, and you don't need to bow your head and apologize."

"Yes."

Mo Qian stared and turned around following his movements. When Mo Che stopped, he held his warm forehead in a daze and asked, "Father, what are we going to do next?"

"Those two elders can be regarded as my father-in-law and mother-in-law anyway, so I naturally treat them with delicious food and drink."

Mo Che walked outside, looking at the dazzling sunlight, he felt that although his body was still aching, his meridians were already very comfortable, and his eyes became sharper.

With a flick of his fingertips, a small medicine bag flew out from his cuff, and fell firmly into Mo Qian's hands.

Mo Qian was puzzled: "This is..."

"When you first enter the capital, you should get rid of the bad luck of being a rich man and learn more about the rules of the capital."

As Mo Che said, he ordered the people in the mansion in an orderly manner to send more people to wait at the gate, and on the other side to call Wang Mang and Li Fugui to solve the matter of Mochizhuang.

Mo Qian put the small medicine bag into the meals of the three of them.

A busy day.

Xia Bai'an woke up in the afternoon, and realized that the vitality in the space was almost used up, so she hurriedly got up to cultivate, and sent some of the water onions and garlic sprouts that had just sprouted into the space, and then rolled up her sleeves to work .

The children came to help if they had nothing to do.

When it was time for dinner, Xia Bai'an finally took a break to eat, when he heard a few screams from the backyard.

Xia Bai'an was so shocked that he almost dropped his chopsticks: "What's wrong? Who raised screaming chickens in the backyard?"

"Spicy pepper chicken? The very spicy kind?" Lin Miaomiao raised her head with bright eyes.

"Chili chicken? That might burn a hole in your throat."

Xia Bai'an inexplicably accepted Lin Miaomiao's words.

Lin Miaomiao was so startled that she hurriedly covered her neck, flicking out all the peppers in the fried pork in the bowl.

Mo Yu also helped Lin Miaomiao pinch the peppers.

Only Mo Che said in a cold voice, "I was afraid that the three of them would cause trouble in the woodshed, so I asked Mo Qian to bring them some food."

"What did you get?" Xia Bai'an stared at him seriously, took a bite of the spicy fried pork, and drank a mouthful of water, "You don't really give the pepper chicken... Mmm!"

Mo Che directly stuffed her with a mouthful of scrambled eggs.

Xia Bai'an blinked his eyes flatteringly again, finished the scrambled eggs in his mouth three or five times, and said: "Eat and eat, don't listen to the chickens in the backyard crowing."

"Ah."

Lin Miaomiao also nodded obediently, and took Mo Yu to eat together.

The two whispered something, and Mo Xue sat across from the two children, holding a bowl and muttering: "My younger brother and younger sister don't kiss me anymore."

Mo Qian had no choice but to put vegetables on Mo Xue: "Brother kisses you, finish eating quickly, and I will read to you later."

"Brother is better." Mo Xue raised a big smile and ate happily.

Xia Bai'an listened to the lively voices of the children, and said to Mo Che, "You will take office tomorrow, so you should pay attention to the wound on your chest."

"Ah."

"Do you think I, as a family member, can follow? I'm always afraid that you will beat someone if you disagree."

"I can punch people now, too."

Mo Che's eyes instantly locked on Xia Bai'an.

Xia Bai'an pursed her lips: "I always feel that I have some bad premonition. I will secretly follow you tomorrow."

Mo Che didn't answer, just lowered his head to eat.

Xia Bai'an knew that this was the meaning of promise.

This man has always been so arrogant, it's really hard to understand.

The next morning.

Mo Che changed into the official uniform of a captain of the Imperial Army. He turned his head and saw Xia Bai'an changed into a light purple dress. It was simple and elegant, with only peach hairpins hanging in his hair, showing the charm of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. Running in front of him with small steps, he patted the medicine box on his waist.

"Look, with this change of clothes, who would have thought that I'm married?"

Mo Che's eyes changed slightly, but he just raised his hand to brush her cheek: "It's very cute."