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

That action, rather like a cat coquettish.

Mo Che withdrew his hands to support her head, showing an impatient face: "What are you doing with Qian Mingshu? Go back to your room when you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk."

Xia Bai'an's head stiffened again, he suddenly grabbed his wine glass, and stood up with blurred eyes, "I don't believe I can't compare to Qian Mingshu!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Mingshu immediately stood up holding his wine glass: "Compare!"

The warmth in Mo Che's palm disappeared without a trace. Seeing that Xia Bai'an was almost drunk, he was about to stop him, but A Gao came from outside the door: "Master, there is someone outside asking to see you, please go there yourself."

As Gao said, he looked out the window at a figure with his back turned to him.

Ah Ying actually came over.

Mo Che frowned, got up and pushed Xia Bai'an down, and said, "Don't drink too much."

"Got it, dad—"

Xia Bai'an prolonged his voice coquettishly, but he didn't stand up again, but the chopsticks holding the peanuts were a little unsteady.

Mo Che was still worried, but A Gao urged, "That lord may not be able to wait."

"Ah."

Mo Che followed and left.

As soon as he left, the people on the table and the children looked at each other, and they all came to Xia Bai'an to drink wine and talk.

Li Xiuhong was still tugging on Liu Pipa's sleeve: "This is not good, if Mr. Mo knows..."

"If you don't tell me, no one will know." Liu Pipa comforted Li Xiuhong, "Sister Xiuhong, you don't want to see your sister Xia's love come to nothing, do you?"

"..."

Does sister Xia love Mo Che so much?

Li Xiuhong thought of the mandarin duck handkerchief she had embroidered for the two of them, and gave up struggling.

It seems that the relationship between these two people is quite good, and there is only such a layer of window paper.

Anyway, Qian Mingshu drank a lot, so he knew how to measure it.

But after a while, when everyone returned to their seats, Xia Bai'an was indeed quite drunk, half leaning against the table with his face propped up, holding an empty wine glass to his mouth, but his eyes fell on Mo Qian.

Mo Qian immediately straightened his back: "Mom, why are you looking at me like that..."

"In the future, I will find you a good wife!" Xia Bai'an suddenly raised her voice, jumped up against the table, staggered to Mo Qian's side, and stared at him.

Mo Qian was so nervous.

The next moment, Xia Bai'an bent over and hugged him tightly, her voice was crying.

"No... don't stay in the Anbu from now on. It's unlucky to see so much blood. Mother will make you a lot of money to marry a wife in the future, and she won't let you be bullied... We, we won't see blood in the future, every day Would you like to bask in the sun?"

Xia Bai'an still remembered how Mo Qian was described in the book.

The executioner in the dark, the ruthless executioner, his confidants didn't have the slightest trust in him, but when the building collapsed, he died quietly, no one loved him, let alone erected a monument, and even few people knew about him real name.

Thinking of this, Xia Bai'an was extremely wronged.

I have worked so hard to raise my eldest son, if I really repeat the same mistakes...

"Oh, don't let it go bad, mother will do anything for you!"

Xia Bai'an's tears flowed down, the scorching tears made Mo Qian unable to sit still, so he quickly stood up and supported him.

Unexpectedly, Xia Bai'an cried harder, and shouted: "The well-raised seedlings can't be broken by the protagonist! No!"

"..."

What is this!

Mo Qian's forehead was bulging with blue veins, but seeing his mother crying with pear blossoms in the rain, he still comforted him in a soft voice: "Qian'er will not go bad, and he won't see blood every day."

"Well, why are you still crying?" Liu Pipa couldn't sit still, and hurriedly called Qian Mingshu to comfort her.

However, Xia Bai'an swept the two away: "You two hurry up and get married, save room."

Qian Mingshu and Liu Pipa froze in place, they looked at each other, their faces were flushed.

Seeing this, Mo Yu hurried forward: "Mother, don't cry."

As soon as Xia Bai'an saw Mo Yu, he sat on the ground and hugged him, buried him in Mo Yu's shoulder, just hugging.

Mo Yu was at a loss.

Mo Xue hurried over, but she didn't expect Xia Bai'an to pull her over and hug her.

"mother?"

"You, you all have to be good...you have to live well by yourself if you kill others. I, I came to this world without relatives and reasons, and you are the only ones left... woo."

"Why are you crying again!" Li Xiuhong couldn't sit still, and hurried over to talk.

But how could a drunkard be so easy to grab, for a moment, the whole room was flying like cats and dogs.

Xia Bai'an either hugged the children and taught them non-stop, or dragged Qian Mingshu to talk about the future business map persistently. Li Xiuhong and Liu Pipa couldn't catch her, but Qian Mingshu and Ergou Tiezhu could catch her. After a while, I couldn't find a place to start.

Here, wherever he meets Xia Bai'an, he will probably die in front of Mo Che.

"I can still drink." Xia Bai'an picked up the jug and drank it down in one gulp.

Qian Mingshu's heart skipped a beat.

It's over.

Otherwise, think about how to leave a whole body under Master's hands.

……

Xiafu, the back door.

Mo Che walked slowly to the door, and saw that the person standing by the back door was Qi Weiguo's confidant, wrapped in a black robe, who had been waiting for a long time, full of anxiety.

A Ying from behind reminded in a low voice: "Compared with Xia Bai'an's drunkenness, other things tonight are more important."

"Aying."

A Gao impatiently reminded.

Almost before A Ying noticed it, a palm wind hit him on the shoulder, pushing him with such a huge force that he staggered a few steps.

A Gao hurriedly supported him, and looked at Mo Che again.

Mo Che looked as usual, as if the sudden killing intent just now was just an illusion.

A Gao reminded: "If the goal is achieved, don't go too far."

A Ying clutched his shoulders and continued to follow, his voice hoarse and low: "If he doesn't remind him all the time, he might have forgotten his responsibilities long ago. That adult also said so."

"Restraint, for your own life." A Gao still persisted in reminding.

Ah Ying hesitated to speak, but finally nodded and shut his mouth temporarily.

Mo Che came to the back door, and before he could speak, the man just forwarded a letter to him, and left without looking back.

Mo Che opened the envelope and read it, then threw it to A Ying behind him.

"The emperor held a grudge against Hong Yao, went south to search in winter, and swept north in spring."

Ah Ying took it, only to hear what Mo Che said, and immediately raised his head: "The emperor wants to drive them all to death, you should also think about how to do it better."

"How to do?"

Mo Che turned his head and stared at A Ying coldly, "If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't let you deceive me. I will think about this matter and order someone I trust to do it."

"That adult is still waiting for you..."

"He is still waiting for me to kill Fa's wife and marry the prime minister's daughter. You can see that I have done it?" Mo Che approached step by step, looking down at him, "The prime minister has been reprimanded for speaking for Hong Yao, but Mrs. Sun Wei wants to slaughter Hong Yao in exchange for meritorious service, at this moment, do we still need the help of the prime minister?"