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

Master closed his eyes, pretending not to meet Shang Mingchuan's eyes.

But Mo Zhiqian jumped up against the table as he left, and the table in his hand shook violently.

"When will a servant next to an adult be able to ride on my young master's head! If I did not commit a crime, I will have someone peel off a layer of his skin in the capital!"

He is a noble son born and raised in the capital, and he turns his hands into clouds and rain, except for those high-ranking and powerful families, whoever sees him, Mo Zhiqian, must respectfully bow and salute!

But I didn't expect that when I came to this Qingshan Town, I would be trampled down by such a thin, tall and capable person!

Thinking of this, he became angry and smashed the decorations on the table.

Hearing the sound of objects shattering, the master slowly raised his head.

"You can't say that. Today, Mr. Cen is clinging to the prince, and he is also a celebrity in front of the emperor. He comes from a poor family, and all kinds of forces are pulling. Even your Mo family wants to make friends."

He comforted him in a low voice, but seeing that Mo Zhiqian's face seemed to be getting worse, he changed the subject, "Besides, it is difficult for you to use your fists in the capital, if you can manage the work of the Mo family and the Cen family in a small place, When you return to the capital in the future, you will still be able to choose positions in several departments, so bear with it."

Hearing this, Mo Zhiqian's face softened a little.

After staying in this small Qingshan town for a few months, it is not a bad loss to find a job in one of the six departments with the help of Mr. Cen when he returns home.

And... the matter of his killing people's lives will stop here, and it can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

"Then Mo Che, can you just kill him and finish everything?" He asked.

"No."

The master immediately frowned, with undisguised disgust towards Mo Zhiqian in his eyes, and continued, "Lord Cen specifically ordered Mo Che not to die for the time being, and there are a few pairs of eyes on top of his head watching."

"It's really troublesome! How can I finish this errand, go back early!"

"Lord Mo, don't worry if you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

"How can I not be in a hurry, hurry up and urge that pockmarked girl to bring her things to me quickly, so that I can leave this wretched place!"

Mo Zhiqian even swept away the inkstone in his hand, hitting a groove on the wall.

The master took a step back in disgust, and silently ordered people to come in and clean up later.

After leaving the study, he turned around and came to the corner.

The servants around Ming Chuan had been waiting for a long time. When they saw him coming, they said in a low voice, "Two days later, we will meet in the Peach Blossom Forest on the outskirts of town."

"Understood, please please Master Mingchuan not to urge me any more, this Mo Zhiqian, just mud can't support the wall." The master's eyebrows twitched.

The man just sneered: "It's just a matter of asking the Mo family for a favor. A life in the capital is not comparable to a life in the village. It's not easy for Mr. Cen to settle things."

"That's it."

The master let out a long sigh, and quietly disappeared at the end of the road.

The subordinate also disappeared in an instant.

……

Xia Bai'an had already written the letter, but Mo Che hesitated.

"The person who seriously injured my shoulder that night didn't look like the people in Qingshan Town and Yunmai Village should have the skills. If I'm not mistaken, these people should be sent directly from the capital."

Mo Che lay beside her, and the anger in his words became more and more serious.

Xia Bai'an was getting up from the bed, looking at the letter beside the bed, frowned: "What are you worrying about?"

"People in the capital are impeccable in their work, and your words and deeds may be spied on secretly."

"Master has been spying on my behavior."

Xia Bai'an tied up his long hair today, and applied medicine to the pockmarks on his face as usual.

It's just that the pockmarks on his face have faded enough, only the last dose of strong medicine is left.

She needs to find some time to tidy up.

Mo Che who was behind couldn't see her face clearly, and it was even more difficult to distinguish what she was thinking, so he just said: "Letter, and I will send it when I go to Zhang's house to discuss business next time."

"Then are we going to sit and wait?"

"As for the gambling house, you can investigate at will, and no one will suspect you."

Mo Che made a point patiently.

In the past few days after waking up, although he found that this woman was completely different from before, unexpectedly, she was very smart, and she was able to handle things even more imperviously.

He likes such a smart woman talking.

But now, Mo Che couldn't help but look sideways when he saw her revealing a section of her snow-white neck, showing a cold and glamorous appearance that was different from her usual disheveled hair.

"It's not that you have always disliked your marriage contract with me, and you have been reluctant to post it for a long time, why now..."

"The weather is getting hotter. In addition, I promised Mo Zhiqian to treat you with tenderness. The more sincere he is towards you, the less vigilant he will be towards me."

Xia Bai'an spoke clearly and logically, and tied up his hair with ease, like the instinct of this body.

Looking over the bronze mirror at hand, she could still see the slightly raised corners of her eyes, which, paired with a clean face, had a bit more of the stern look of her previous life, and her eyes became sharper.

Yes, she likes it very much.

She hooked the corners of her lips, and Mo Che could see her perfect profile in front of Mo Che's eyes.

"You are just afraid of the heat." Mo Che suddenly said.

Xia Bai'an, who was poked into his mind, pursed his lips: "Why do you know me so well?"

Mo Che remained silent.

Thinking that if someone babbles about unimportant things every day when you are sleeping, everyone can understand her.

But since he woke up, Xia Bai'an's words have become less, which made him feel a little dissatisfied.

When Xia Bai'an got up to leave, he looked sideways at him: "I brought some scripts from the county magistrate earlier, I can ask Mo Qiannian to listen to you, and you can also teach the children how to read."

"You care about them so much." Mo Che frowned slightly.

Without Xia Bai'an's usual nagging, his heart became more and more anxious.

He doesn't need a script at all.

All it takes is someone talking in your ear.

"..."

Do you want me to care about them, or do you want me to hate them!

Xia Bai'an really couldn't understand Mo Che more and more.

But it was naturally impossible for her to watch Mo Che continue to blacken, and before leaving, she returned to the bed, bent down, and stared sincerely and seriously into his eyes.

"All in all, don't worry, we're going to have a good time."

When the matter is resolved, she can get out of the villain and protagonist group and remarry someone else.

Xia Bai'an's calculations were ringing in his mind.

But Mo Che's eyes flashed a bright light, and his handsome and elegant face was stained with a faint smile.

"Lend your auspicious words."

"Just wait."

Xia Bai'an winked at him playfully.

She has been a person in two lifetimes, combined with Mo Che's intelligence, and a strong alliance, could it be that she can't even break this game?