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

The night passed.

Although Xia Bai'an was woken up twice by the cold, in the middle of the night, Mo Che's body finally returned to normal temperature.

The golden rooster announces the dawn, and the morning light suddenly appears.

Xia Bai'an hurriedly got up and saw that Mo Che's brows were relaxed, he seemed to be sleeping peacefully, his fingertips lightly swept over a few acupuncture points on his body, and when they passed through the chest, he paused slightly.

"Is it Poison Palm..."

Xia Bai'an muttered to himself.

These residual poisons are deposited in the chest cavity, and not only in the organs, it can be seen that they hit the chest in other ways, and then squeeze the poison into the pores.

When the poison infiltrates, the poison is emitted, the chest cavity is slightly swollen, and the qi is trapped in the chest cavity, making it difficult to get out.

According to the setting of this book, it seems that there is only one way to do it, Poison Palm.

But as far as Xia Bai'an knew, Mo Che was not only a literati, not only knew how to punch, but was even quite accomplished. Who hit him?

What's more, the people behind him demoted him from his official position, and they could kill him, but they only gave him the precious Yunhuasan.

It seemed that he wanted to kill him, but he couldn't.

Xia Bai'an tried his best to recall the details in the book, but found that Mo Che's journey from Yunmai Village to the capital was almost mentioned briefly.

"Really, can't the author write about the villain's life experience properly!"

She couldn't help making complaints, but she still treated his injuries conscientiously.

The remaining poison in the chest cavity, I am afraid that a knife will be used.

Thinking of this, she conjured a knife as thin as a cicada's wing from the space: "You hold on."

let's bleed...

This is the fastest way right now.

Xia Bai'an found the right place and stabbed the knife somewhere in the chest cavity.

The blood did not splash, but oozes out, and the naked eye can see that the color of the blood is dim.

After bleeding was enough, Xia Bai'an quickly bandaged his wound. Feeling that his chest was no longer bulging, he said softly, "It doesn't hurt anymore, soon these poisons won't torture you."

Mo Che frowned quietly.

He is not afraid of these poisons at all.

Not afraid of pain.

If he could wake up right now, he just wanted to ask this woman, why did she save herself?

But he couldn't open his mouth at all, he could only watch helplessly as the woman hugged him again before leaving, still speaking plausibly.

"Wake up quickly, or the muscles you trained before will be gone, hug someone."

Mo Che: Forget it, the first thing he should do when he wakes up is to wake up this woman who was fascinated by beauty.

Xia Bai'an felt a chill run up his spine.

Mo Che blackened?

She didn't think there was anything scary about a person lying on the bed who couldn't move.

Moreover, if Mo Che has hatred towards him, he must be feeling pain.

In this way, he should be able to wake up after a few more courses of treatment.

Good thing.

When the time comes, when Mo Che is cleaned up, he will immediately find someone who has lived a long time in the book to hug his thigh, and from then on he will dominate the book. Although he will not be the protagonist, he can live a long time, which is also a good thing!

Xia Bai'an was overjoyed, and lightly pinched Mo Che's handsome face before leaving.

Xia Bai'an picked up a group of children and prepared to go to the ground.

A family of four just took their hoes and lined up to go up the mountain.

But they saw a sedan chair coming to the door, followed by a group of people, and finally stopped at the door of their yard.

Mo Qian only took one look, then suddenly raised his hand to protect his younger siblings behind him.

Xia Bai'an still couldn't see clearly from a distance, so he led them back and asked Mo Qian, "Do you know them?"

"I don't know the one in the sedan chair, but the thin old man behind the sedan chair is the master of the yamen."

Mo Qian looked at those people warily.

When Mo Yu and Mo Xue heard that they belonged to the government office, their faces were tense, and their eyes showed a fierce look.

The blackened breath was so strong that Xia Bai'an's whole back felt chilly.

How much trouble did Mo Che form with an official before?

She hurried forward to meet him, just as she saw a man with piercing eyes coming down from the sedan chair. The man had two mustaches on his face, and his figure was slightly fat, but overall he looked very comfortable, with the air of a refined gentleman. breath.

"I wonder who this lord is?" Xia Bai'an asked.

The man didn't reply, but the servant next to him followed suit.

"This lord's name is Mo Zhiqian. If you're waiting for a pariah, just call him Lord Mo. I'm the county magistrate who just arrived in Qingshan Town."

Mo Zhiqian saw that Xia Bai'an was still carrying a hoe in his hand and had a pockmarked face, with a bit of disdain in his eyes, he waved his hands repeatedly.

"What to say to her, a country woman! Hurry up and let her stay away from my lord, so as not to dirty my newly bought clothes."

Xia Bai'an's eyelids twitched.

Several yamen servants rushed over to push people, but Xia Bai'an was fine after being pushed twice.

At that time, Mo Xue, who was protecting his younger brother, lost his footing and fell to the ground.

"Step aside!"

Xia Bai'an angrily dragged away a few yamen servants, took a step ahead of Mo, raised her hand and pulled Mo Xue up, bent over to pat the dirt on her body, and gave Mo Zhiqian a look, "Lord Mo, we are all here You are naturalized good citizens, it is too much for you to bully women and children like this in broad daylight."

Hearing her plausible words, Mo Zhiqian became more and more irritable.

"Whoever is talking nonsense to you, get out!"

"If you want to go, you should go."

Xia Bai'an got up, pushed open the door of his own house in front of Mo Zhiqian, and stretched himself while pulling a few children back, "This is my home. Since Mr. Mo is precious, he cannot enter this country. Better go back early."

As soon as this remark came out, several yamen servants opened their mouths.

But the old and dim-eyed master behind him came back to his senses, walked over tremblingly and took a look: "Hey, this is the daughter-in-law of the Mo family, a girl from the Xia family!"

"What... When Mo Che returned to the village, did he accept such an ugly woman?"

Mo Zhiqian was startled, but after saying the last three words, Xia Bai'an's piercing eyes swept over him, and he lowered his head impatiently, "It seems that the lower officials don't know Taishan, so they don't know that you are actually Mo Che My lord's wife."

The person who was still arrogant just now suddenly lowered his head.

Instead, Xia Bai'an felt a little uncomfortable.

But Xia Bai'an also remembered that Mo Qian once said that the new magistrate was going to deal with Mo Che.

Then if he comes here now, isn't it a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken?

She turned her head and told Mo Qian.

"Qian'er, take your younger siblings to feed the rabbits, and mother will have a few words with Master Mo."

Mo Qian had never been called so intimately before, so he wanted to refute, but Xia Bai'an mouthed to him: "Standard."

Mo Qian nodded, pretending to be obedient, and took his younger siblings to the kitchen.

Here, Xia Bai'an welcomed them into Mo Yu and Mo Qian's room first, and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

"Mo Che no longer has an official position, sir, you don't have to be so respectful." She said with a slight smile.

"You can't keep talking."

Mo Zhiqian wasn't one to beat around the bush either, so he took a deep look at Xia Bai'an, "Where is Lord Mo Che, the people above are all watching carefully."