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

The mountain wind blew up the broken hair on the side of Xia Bai'an's face, blurring those cold fox eyes.

Tang Song took a deep breath of cool air, feeling a chill rising from the soles of his feet, climbing up like vines, silently choking his throat.

And all of this is just from a woman who is a few years older than himself.

Or it can be said that it is his cousin in name.

"You were so ardent to me at the beginning, it really is a lie, you just want to hold me and my mother-in-law, so that you can know the truth back then..."

"You don't have to guess what my purpose is, just tell me everything I want to know. I'm not going to give you the right to choose how to deal with the rest."

Xia Bai'an withdrew his gaze, looked at the newly built house in front of him again, and said in the wind, "You can't bear the lives of these dead people."

Tang Song frowned deeply: "Don't pretend to be profound here, how do you know that I can't avenge the people who died here..."

Xia Bai'an suddenly looked back at him and smiled suddenly.

Tang Song didn't understand the meaning of this smile, so Xia Bai'an suddenly grabbed his wrist, and ran all the way towards the forest outside the backyard.

Countless wooden branches swept across Tang Song's face, scratching his cheeks sorely: "What are you doing!"

Xia Bai'an was still leading him, and covered the branches in front of his eyes with a wide sleeve robe, and galloped through the forest.

I don't know how long it took.

Tang Song was thrown away by Xia Bai'an.

He wiped his face irritably: "What the hell are you..."

The unfinished swear words were suddenly blocked in his throat.

He looked at the mountain forest in front of him, which was paved with simple wood in the shape of a box, and several dense white bones were simply wrapped in different cloths, and a few terrifying skulls were scattered among them, staring at him like black eyes.

Tang Song suddenly felt sour in his chest and lungs, and the feeling of vomiting hit him like a mountain and a sea.

"vomit--"

He leaned on the trunk and vomited non-stop.

And Xia Bai'an looked at everything in front of him calmly.

Qi Ming did take away some of the bones, but not all of them. The rest hadn't had time to be moved away, and Xia Bai'an also expressed that he might be able to find other bones when all the projects were finished. The complete skeleton was not found, so it was left for the time being.

She looked back at Tang Song who was vomiting.

"feelling better?"

"You...these are..."

"It is very likely that your parents are among them."

Xia Bai'an opened his mouth suddenly, lifted the hem of his skirt suddenly, poked into it to arrange the crooked skulls, then took out a handkerchief and threw it on the ground, beckoning to Tang Song, "You should give them a kowtow."

Tang Song wiped the corners of his mouth fiercely with his sleeve, looked at the dense bones in front of him in disbelief, and the image of his father and mother hugging him when he was a child flashed in his mind, and his eyes turned red.

He walked over slowly, but did not kneel down for a long time.

Xia Bai'an didn't urge him, but just silently looked at those bones whose identities could not be distinguished.

After a long time, Tang Song asked her: "Why did you bring me to see these?"

"Because you said you could afford their lives, so I brought you here, and asked you again in front of the ancestors... Are you really, able to afford so many lives? Do you think that with your own strength, Can the real culprit be arrested?"

Xia Bai'an looked at him very calmly.

Tang Song was facing Xia Bai'an's transparent eyes, feeling guilty for no reason.

Can he really afford it?

Xia Bai'an once accused him of not being able to take good care of himself and Granny Liang, and these bones...he couldn't even tell who his parents were, so how could he find the real culprit for them?

Tang Song looked away and said nothing.

"Kowtow, we'll go back." Xia Bai'an suddenly rubbed his shoulder lightly, then lifted his skirt and carefully backed away to the way he came from.

Tang Song looked at those thick bones and felt like vomiting.

He thought about it carefully, picked up the handkerchief that Xia Bai'an dropped from the ground, returned to Xia Bai'an's side, stuffed the handkerchief into her arms, and lowered his head.

"You're right, I don't deserve it."

Xia Bai'an took back the veil that was stained with mud.

Looking at the boy's appearance of being hit, he smiled helplessly.

Unlike her who has two lifetimes, Tang Song in front of her is just a teenager.

She rubbed Tang Song's head hard, and took his hand to turn back, but she was afraid that he would not like it, so she only used a thin layer of veil to separate it.

Through a layer of veil, Tang Song felt the warmth of his hand, and his heart moved slightly.

Except for the mother-in-law.

This was the first time he felt such tenderness from someone else.

When the two returned to the backyard, Li Xiuhong folded her hips helplessly and shouted to her, "Really, where did you go all of a sudden? I almost thought that something happened to you and someone was going to look for you."

"Oh, little sister Xiuhong is so worried about me, let my sister give me a hug."

Xia Bai'an quickly flew to Li Xiuhong's side like a butterfly, and gently hugged her.

Li Xiuhong was no stranger to this, and complained in a low voice.

Xia Bai'an was about to coax her, when someone picked up his collar.

"Who is it?"

"I."

Mo Che's voice came from behind.

Xia Bai'an stayed still obediently, letting Mo Che lift herself aside, her feet fell to the ground, and then she rubbed the back of her aching neck: "I'm not a chick, can you do it differently next time?"

Mo Che ignored her question, and just glanced at Tang Song who was behind him lightly: "Is he ready to speak?"

"I don't know. By the way, aren't you going to the Forbidden Army Garden today? Why..."

"I've been transferred to Sun Taiwei's banner, so I don't have to go to the Forbidden Army Garden every day. I asked you to wait for me in the morning, where did you hear my words?" Mo Che looked at him coldly.

Xia Bai'an thought about it for a while.

"Sorry, it's too cold. I got dressed and ran away in a daze in the morning. I didn't hear what you were talking about."

"..."

Mo Che took a deep breath, resisting the urge to hit her.

Seeing that he wasn't going to pursue it, Xia Bai'an had no choice but to step forward to please him with an apologetic face: "I was wrong, Captain Captain has a lot of people, why would you care about me, right?"

"Don't play tricks, it's time to ask the real thing."

After Mo Che finished speaking, a small knife at his waist was out of its sheath, and it fell firmly on Tang Song's neck the next moment. Seeing a flash of surprise in his eyes, "Speak."

"..."

Why is Mo Che drawing his sword so smoothly now!

She was going to be scared to death!

Xia Bai'an covered his thumping little heart, and squeezed Mo Che's arm tightly.

Mo Che was in pain: "Do you think I just accidentally cut his throat?"

"It was you who scared me first, and now you still blame me for pinching your arm?" Xia Bai'an opened his eyes wide.

The two stared at each other for a long time, then looked back at Tang Song tacitly, and said in unison: "If you don't want to die, just say it."

Tang Song stood where he was, with a dazed face.

Why did Xia Bai'an's tenderness feel like being eaten by a dog when this man appeared!