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

Xiafu, in the evening.

The children are already at the table, only Lin Miaomiao is not there.

Mo Yu explained: "The Lin family sent people today, saying that the gentleman who taught Miao Miao before came back to visit relatives, and asked Miao Miao to go back to live for two days, and then bring him to live with him in a few days. Mrs. Lin and Grandpa Lin seem to want to Reorganize the household."

Xia Bai'an nodded: "The Lin family is not as good as before. Although they have won the title of marquis now, it is still in name only. It needs to be managed well. In a few days, Qian'er will bring someone to pick him up."

"understood."

Mo Qian nodded.

On the other side, Mo Che put down his bowl and chopsticks, and casually told about his seven-day patrol in the suburbs of Beijing.

Xia Bai'an's pretty brows frowned together: "Is this what the imperial guards in the capital want to do?"

"No." Mo Che shook his head, "The Forbidden Army in the capital is usually responsible for patrolling the city, but it's different now, the emperor seems to have changed teams inside and outside the capital a few years ago, which has led to a bit of confusion in their functions."

The corners of Xia Bai'an's mouth twitched.

Can such a person be an emperor?

She took a few mouthfuls of food, and recalled that when she met the emperor before, the other party also seemed troublesome, so she shook her head helplessly.

"Then I'll pack your luggage for you later."

"One more thing."

Mo Che continued, and suddenly took out a brand new volume of documents from his pocket, and handed it to Xia Bai'an, "The dean of Baichuan Academy just sent a letter when I came back, asking Xue'er and Yu'er to study in the academy."

"Baichuan Academy?"

Xia Bai'an glanced at his two children suspiciously.

Isn't Baichuan Academy only accepting teenage children?

Why did even a five-year-old child be accepted all of a sudden?

Xia Bai'an opened the document, and then he understood: "The dean wants to take the two of them personally? What about Qian'er?"

Mo Che laughed, but Xia Bai'an always remembered to serve the child with water.

"It has been decided that Qian'er will go to Chizhuang to meet Master. At this time, I will take care of Xue'er and Yu'er first."

"What does Qian'er think?" Xia Bai'an asked again.

Mo Qian glanced at Mo Che and shook his head: "I don't like studying in the academy either, and practicing martial arts on the mountain is more suitable for me."

The child is not jealous at all.

Xia Bai'an still felt a little bit sorry for the older eldest son, she didn't say anything on her face, and when she was packing Mo Che's luggage at night, she also started to prepare Mo Qian's luggage.

Mo Che walked around the screen after washing, and saw several bundles piled up next to him, his eyelids twitched.

"I'm just leaving for seven days."

"It's not for you, it's for Qian'er to go to Mochi Village to practice martial arts in the next day. The mountains are not as warm and comfortable as the city. It's hot during the day and cold at night. At least six or seven sets of clothes and bedding are prepared. There are some everyday things."

Xia Bai'an lowered his head and continued to pack, as if he wanted to move the whole family there.

Mo Che walked to her side and sat down.

"Qian'er has grown up too, so she is so delicate."

"You are not young anymore, don't you want me to pack your bags for you?"

Xia Bai'an smiled triumphantly, and patted another big burden, "You lead a team of 24 people, here is a medicine box, detoxification and fatigue, hemostasis and pain relief, everything you need, four sets of underwear, shoes and socks are also prepared, dry food and cakes It will be delivered tomorrow morning."

Mo Che was holding the tea, he didn't drink it, and he didn't drink it.

On the contrary, it was Xia Bai'an who burst out laughing first, put the cup of clear tea into Mo Che's water glass, and smiled.

"You and Qian'er are both on my mind."

Mo Che looked away, rolled the tip of his tongue over the supposedly slightly bitter green tea, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

This tea is so sweet.

At night, Mo Che saw Xia Bai'an rolled up the quilt and pillow and walked out, raising his hand to catch him: "Where are you going?"

"Go to sleep next door, or tomorrow you will... well, like a normal man, you and I will be embarrassed." Xia Bai'an's eyes drifted to his body.

Mo Che's face darkened instantly.

This woman falters and fumbles very shyly, but her eyes are more honest than people's.

Xia Bai'an also didn't want to leave the heat source at night, but...

After all, there is still a difference between men and women.

Although Mo Che really didn't make any small moves towards him, everyone else reacted, and he pretended to be innocent, and slept together in the same bed at night, wasn't he slapping himself in the face?

She insisted on going out, but Mo Che directly carried her back to the bed: "Two quilts."

Xia Bai'an fell into the soft quilt, and the place under her body was warmed by Mo Che just now. She wanted to sleep comfortably, but when she heard this remark, she was slightly shaken.

"no……"

She struggled to get up from the warm bed.

Mo Che's body was already pressed down, and his voice was low and low: "Don't push yourself too far."

"..."

Xia Bai'an was almost restrained and could not move.

She stared into Mo Che's eyes for a long time, but there was no real desire in his eyes, but only deep impatience.

The back of the neck also hurt.

This man's desire to control is still as strong as ever.

Sleeping in separate beds can turn black?

Xia Bai'an swallowed, did not dare to refuse, and nodded solemnly: "Two quilts."

Only then did Mo Che's expression soften.

The pain in the back of Xia Bai'an's neck also disappeared without a trace. She turned sideways and fell asleep while touching the warm quilt.

Behind her back, Mo Che kissed her hair, but instead of climbing onto the bed, he left the room. He walked outside to a place where there was no one else, and pushed everyone away, leaving A Gao alone.

"How are they doing now?" Mo Che asked.

A Gao's face was gloomy: "Living incognito, there were more than 2 people left back then, but now... there are only less than a thousand people left, and some people have already left the country of Li and refused to return."

Mo Che raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and old memories swept over him, causing him a headache.

The woman in the memory was still smiling brightly, gently hugging him in her arms when she was a child, teaching him calligraphy stroke by stroke, teaching her that although the previous dynasty is no longer, today's life can be regarded as safe and worry-free.

In the next moment, there was only a bright red in the memory.

A woman gets married but does not see her groom.

She set off in her wedding dress and entered the capital from a long distance.

When I returned, it was still a bright red.

It's just that the woman had already lost her temperature and her life. Holding a lump of inhuman pieces of meat in her arms, her eyes widened, she returned with the heavy wind and sand from the thousands of miles away. The maid who accompanied her burst into tears: "She didn't I have a child, and I no longer have a husband... That dog emperor, he called us by Hong Yao's name..."

The clansmen went crazy, and tried everything to avenge her, but only the iron cavalry stepped forward. In the shadow of blood and sword light, Mo Che watched helplessly as his two brothers were taken away.

And he stayed among the dead...

Mo Che suddenly withdrew from his memories, and raised his head to meet A Gao's resentful eyes.

"Even if it's revenge for her, I will do it."