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

Yunmai Village may be able to accommodate the big villain whose mind is like a sieve in the future.

It can also accommodate an empress who is thoughtful and can almost predict the opponent's position and actions.

It can even tolerate a dark judge who is decisive and merciless.

But it is true that there is no room for the lions who will fight on the battlefield in the future.

Mo Yu in the book is not as quick-witted as the others, and knows how to judge the situation. He is more like a fierce beast. When he is silent, he uses the chessboard as a couch, sets up the formation as a dream, and is full of thoughts only to defeat the enemy with one blow.During the war, he was the sharpest sword in the empress's hands. He was not good at thinking about the consequences, he would only look at the enemy in front of him, and throw all the troubles to the trusted empress.

Even the protagonists in the previous books, with their aura of protagonists, were unable to confront Moyu head-on, and the people around him were like a fortress of iron and steel, unable to shake his mind and strategy in the slightest.

If it hadn't been for the end, when the empress's power declined and civil strife began, Mo Yu stabbed the enemy army, but was cut off by his own rebel army, plus the various golden fingers and skills of the protagonist group, I'm afraid Mo Yu would be hurt. Jade is a problem.

Although Xia Bai'an knew that he had changed, he had slightly changed their trajectory.

But gold, it shines wherever it goes.

At this moment, she hugged Mo Yu in her arms tightly, and said seriously: "You are only five years old, and you still have a lot of time to wait for your own opportunity, so don't worry."

Mo Che was dissatisfied: "Although he is only five years old, most five-year-old children in the capital understand..."

"What others understand is what others understand. Children should be themselves first in this life. You, as a father, are too lenient." Xia Bai'an bent down helplessly, and threw Mo Yu back to his elder brother. In her sister's arms, she looked into Mo Che's eyes, "Besides, you're raising them to be the most powerful people now... But in this world, there are sky outside the sky, and there are people outside people, and there are always troubles. Instead of teaching him how to be good, It's better to teach him how to protect himself."

Looking at Xia Bai'an's slightly bright eyes, Mo Che thought of the teacher who taught him earnestly in the school.

It's just that those teachers are trapped in their day-to-day lives, and the light in their eyes has been wiped out, leaving only chatter, endless reprimands and complaints.

As for Xia Bai'an, it seemed that he really wanted to teach him something.

Mo Che's eyes became a little colder, and he raised his hand to pinch Xia Bai'an's chin: "They are my children, how I teach them is my business. As long as you do what a mother should do, that's enough." , the world in the capital is definitely not what you imagined..."

"You don't have a childhood, do you want your children to repeat your mistakes?"

Xia Bai'an suddenly made a sound and interrupted him.

Mo Che's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then he pinched Xia Bai'an's chin, and followed suit: "What do you know!"

Xia Bai'an took a deep breath and let out a soft cry.

The coolness on the back of the neck began to rise unscrupulously again, reminding Xia Bai'an that the man in front of him was offended by Ni Lin.

But let's not talk about it now, let Mo Che treat a child with anger and hatred, as well as pressure and oppression.

It's just a cycle of hatred, and it's a crucial link in the villain industry chain.

Now that I think about it carefully, without Mo Che, the future empress would not be arbitrary and indifferent, the future general would not be obsessed with winning or losing, and even the judge in the dark would not perform tasks indifferently and accumulate layers of resentment , so that the protagonist group is enough to collude with these forces, and finally crush their impregnable country into powder.

If things go wrong from what he taught.

Then Xia Bai'an decided to change Mo Che's thinking from the aspect of teaching.

At this time, you can't just be afraid of temporary blackening.

Xia Bai'an's head was still clear, and she said in a low voice: "I don't know the specific details, but I know that children should be children when they are young... If you want to deprive them of their time as children, why bother raising them?" ? Why don't you just tell them what you know, and then throw them into the deep mountains and old forests to train them?"

Hearing Xia Bai'an's words, several children who wanted to come forward to dissuade them all took a few steps back in unison.

That vicious stepmother from back then won't come back...

But after Mo Che heard these words, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

why?

What Xia Bai'an said is not wrong.

If he wants the children to deal with the crises that may occur in the future, they need the children to have unrivaled strength, then go to the edge of death to experience.

If he needs the children to have Qiqiaolinglong hearts, he should throw them on the chessboard with treacherous minds, and use wounds and blood to catalyze their growth.

But why didn't he do it?

Mo Che couldn't figure it out.

The back of Xia Bai'an's neck was so cold that it seemed to freeze her spine.

She doesn't understand why some people doubt themselves and turn black!

"Mo Che." She called him helplessly, holding on to the other person's shoulders with pain, "Can't you just admit that you love them... I know you did it for their own good, But isn't it our responsibility as adults to let them be children?"

Please don't be black again!

Stop self-reflecting, too!

Xia Bai'an discovered for the first time that Mo Che's self-doubt seemed to be more painful than a simple black warning...

No, Xia Bai'an looked at the anger and confusion in Mo Che's eyes, and remembered the last time she fainted from the pain, and had a strange idea in her heart.

It couldn't be that Mo Che got angry, he would feel the pain too.

Xia Bai'an was panting heavily.

Mo Che turned his head and saw Xia Bai'an's pale face close at hand. He suddenly remembered the time when she fainted in his arms before, and immediately raised his hand to pull him into his arms, temporarily suppressing all the thoughts in his head: "Qian'er, water."

"Ah... yes, here we come!"

Mo Qian didn't know what happened, so he hurriedly brought water over.

Mo Che took the water and fed Xia Bai'an a little bit. Seeing that her expression gradually calmed down, he put down the teacup impatiently, and made a muffled sound, "Every time you fight against me, don't you suffer from qi deficiency? ?”

Xia Bai'an blinked blankly, and rubbed the back of his neck impatiently.

"Yes!" She angrily thought about why she was carrying a debuff associated with the villain's emotions when she clearly had a golden finger of space. Is this some kind of punishment from the heavens?

If Mo Che gets angry and hurts himself, how can he live this day!

Mo Che's face was downcast by her righteousness: "I don't like joking."

"I'm not joking." Xia Bai'an didn't mean to hide anything, and told him frankly, "If you're upset, I'm going to get sick. If you get sick, you have to take care of it yourself, and I'll hold you back."