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

Since that night, Mo Che took the initiative to look for Xia Bai'an.

The relationship between the two eased a lot.

Mo Che would also tell Xia Bai'an about the Forbidden Army Garden and the court on weekdays, and the reason was even more straightforward.

"If I don't let you know anything, you will think wildly. I won't tell you more about things that can be hidden from you, but I can tell you about other things you want to know, in every detail. "

At that time Xia Bai'an had just come out of the bathtub, his hair was wet, water drops dripped to the ground, his hair was messy in front of his eyes, and even Mo Che's face could not be seen clearly, when he heard this, he immediately replied with a sarcasm.

"When I'm taking a shower, you sit here and drink tea across the screen! After you're done, do you want to say something nice to me?"

"No?" Mo Che slightly raised his eyebrows.

Xia Bai'an picked up the water ladle next to him and smashed it over: "I accept the nice words! But now I have to dry myself and change clothes, you get out!"

It also started from that day.

It was hard to tell when Mo Che returned home, and he was as silent as a cat when he returned home, appearing anytime, anywhere!

For example, Xia Baian was alone when he fell asleep last night, but when he woke up, he was awakened by Ah Gao's voice calling Mo Che, only then did he realize that there was someone behind him.

No matter whether Xia Bai'an is in the old mansion or the new mansion, Mo Che seems to be able to find her all the time.

In this way, Xia Bai'an also tried to get used to it - except for that one bath!She really can't accept a man appearing in the shower!

Even if it was Mo Che, she felt that it was not desirable.

She used to look at Mo Che's body to heal illnesses and save lives, but Mo Che has absolutely no reason to look at her!

The memory ends.

Mo Che walked towards her: "There are so many shops, you are probably the only one making suggestions, aren't you busy?"

Xia Bai'an turned to look at him: "Master Captain wrote a pile of letters last night, so it's not your turn to tell me I'm busy."

Mo Che laughed, and tapped on the counter.

"After the antidote, we need some paralyzing medicine."

"Where is it used? Poison the enemy, or save teammates?" Xia Bai'an asked.

"enemy."

"That's poison, what kind do you want? I have to look at the price tag here, and see that the poison that seals the throat is not sold, so as not to cause trouble to the upper body."

"With my guarantee, the murderous poison that seals the throat with blood will not work?"

"Business is risky, one yard is worth one yard. It's good for you and me if you don't do murderous poison." Xia Bai'an waved his hand, took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone next to him and wrote the name and effect of the poison, followed by the required medicinal materials and Hand over the processing fee to him, "Go and discuss with your colleagues first, which one do you want? I will go to the Forbidden Army Garden to do it. Chenxiang Pavilion and Tongjitang are both doing good business, and they are not poisonous. You buy the medicinal materials yourself. I don't offer it here."

The reckless man following behind Mo Che was greatly shocked.

"One family doesn't speak two languages, so why bother to separate everything?"

"Brothers settle accounts clearly. If you are serious about business, you have no friends. What's more, it's still the business of the Royal Guards. If you make a mistake, I, a commoner, can't stand it."

Xia Bai'an responded, walking over and patting Tang Song's shoulder lightly, "What are you doing in a daze, quickly send the prescription to the prime minister's residence."

"Ah good."

Only then did Tang Song come to his senses and hurried over.

Mo Che tidied up the paper and put it away, and said, "Since it's business and business, what name do you use to enter the Forbidden Military Garden?"

"An expert in making poison! Don't write my name, lest others know that I can make poison and affect business."

"What is an expert drug maker?" Qian Mingshu and the reckless man asked in unison.

Liu Pipa is also confused.

Only Mo Che met Xia Bai'an's eyes and said calmly: "Then write Anonymous, just to hide your identity."

"Why Anonymous? Don't tell me you don't know what it means to be a poison expert?" Xia Bai'an leaned forward and looked at him provocatively.

She didn't believe that Mo Che, an ancient person, knew the meaning of these four words!

Mo Che met her eyes, raised his hand and patted her forehead: "Four words, it's still ugly."

"Four words rhyme."

"The rhyme doesn't hinder the unpleasant sound, so I entered the Forbidden Army Garden under the name of Anonymous."

"You are very domineering."

"It's good to know."

Mo Che nonchalantly brought another piece of paper and asked her to write down the words Anonymous to prove her identity.

Depend on!Domineering and quite righteous!

However, Xia Bai'an really liked this. He wrote the word "Anonymous" very obediently, and muttered to Mo Che about making things when the time came.

Both the reckless man and Qian Mingshu were speechless—how did these two communicate?

Liu Pipa couldn't help reminding: "Song Yuchu, who will be meeting Xiangge, will come over to discuss the next batch of cooperation. Is it a little bad that the people from the Imperial Army are here? Those who don't know think that something happened in the store."

"Brave man, go back." Mo Che ordered.

"Well, I still have something to say to Mo Che when he stays, you just treat him as my husband."

Xia Bai'an also followed the trend, and the two of them gave the reckless man all the things they had written, and went upstairs to talk alone.

Liu Pipa was silent for a while.

So where did the tacit understanding and communication between these two people come from!The identity switch between the imperial army and the husband is very timely!

upstairs.

Mo Che went straight in and said, "You've been staring at the matter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, do you want to tell me about the marriage between the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Fifth Prince's Mansion?"

"Yeah." Xia Bai'an nodded, "The friends Tang Song recruited have been keeping an eye on the prime minister's mansion. The prime minister's mansion has received gifts from the fifth prince, and the fifth prince comes frequently. I'm afraid this matter is inseparable."

Mo Che pondered for a moment, and asked, "Are you afraid that Yun Xue will drag down the prime minister's residence?"

Xia Bai'an nodded.

"Whether it's because of Yunxuan's death, or because my adoptive father and mother treated me very well, I don't want anything to happen to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Mo Che's lips were tightly pressed into a straight line: "What do you want me to do?"

Xia Bai'an walked over and said seriously: "I know what plans you and Ao Pingchuan have, and Ao Pingchuan was sent to the side of the fifth prince, so it can be seen what you are going to do to the fifth prince. Just promise me, don't let the fifth prince implicate the prime minister's mansion can."

It's... a horrible intuition.

Looking at Xia Bai'an's penetrating eyes, Mo Che felt mixed emotions in his heart.

If Xia Bai'an was the enemy, he might try his best to get rid of her.

But such a person is by her side, guessing her intentions, but only for her own purposes, and will not go beyond the rules.

It will only make people irresistible want to look at her more.

Mo Che did the same, raising his hand and gently hugging him into his arms.

"Yes. Originally, the prime minister is full of loyal ministers, so he deserves respect."

"You promised, I will ask less about these things in the future." Xia Bai'an hugged him, but it was a little strange, "Have you been a little clingy lately?"

"With your description, am I some kind of bug that can't be shaken off?" Mo Che retorted coldly, but instead folded his arms and hugged her even tighter.

Xia Bai'an's waist hurt from being strangled, so he had no choice but to slap the man's arm.

"Who's worm is so strong! It's about to be strangled to death, Mo Che, if you don't let go, I'm going to strike!"

"Feel sorry."

"Then let go!"