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

The two fought in the courtyard.

Wu Yue thought she was pretty good at it, but she didn't expect that the people in front of her always went towards her death, making it clear that they really wanted to put her to death, and Wu Yue had one eye that couldn't see, so that person Move towards her dead corner, press on step by step.

"Your eyes are very strange."

Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them, the thief suddenly pulled a certain distance away, and calmly swept the dust off his cuffs.

Wu Yue panted heavily, seeing that he was still calm, even his breathing was so steady, it didn't look like he had gone through more than a dozen moves just now.

It was very strange, he clearly could kill himself, but now he didn't act like he really wanted to kill himself.

Wu Yue hated such meandering people, so she just said in a cold voice, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Are all the people in your house so tempered?"

The man grinned, killing intent suddenly appeared.

Wu Yue hurriedly prepared to attack, but before she moved, the door of the main house next to her had been pushed open, and the thief also suddenly approached, with the knife coming towards her only remaining eye.

it's over...

Wu Yue subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes, but not only did the expected pain not come over, she also heard the sound of flustered footsteps, followed by a pain in the back of her head.

She subconsciously wanted to swing the knife, but the long knife in her hand was slammed down, and her wrist hurt.

Wu Yue looked irritably at the thief who knocked down his long knife, and the knife in his hand disappeared, and in the corner, an inkstone and knife were lying on the ground.

Behind him, Xia Bai'an pulled Wu Yue to his side: "You idiot, there are thieves coming to the house, but you don't know how to call them. What if you really lose your life?"

Wu Yue was taken two steps away in a daze. Seeing Xia Bai'an's anxious face, she lowered her head: "We used to be slaves, and we all did our own things. No one would help others."

"Since you have come to my Xia Mansion, you must abide by the rules of my Xia Mansion."

Xia Bai'an sighed helplessly, looked at Ao Pingchuan who came in night clothes, looked at the knife in his hand that had not been retracted, and looked at Wu Yue's slightly swollen wrist, and said to him, "Why don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? It's a girl, you just hit her like that, and you want to pierce her eyes?"

"I……"

"Go and talk, I'll take May back to rest."

Xia Bai'an didn't listen to his explanation, and dragged Wu Yue to the east wing first.

Regardless of the fact that there are so many people in the mansion, the only person who can control Wu Yue is actually the little girl Mo Xue.

It was inevitable that Wu Yue would fight with Ao Pingchuan who came at night again, Xia Bai'an decided to let Wu Yue go to Mo Xue's room to lay the floor.

Behind him, Ao Pingchuan's face was so dark that water could drip out.

"I really don't know what's good and what's wrong. I clearly helped her knock down that little girl's knife, but she still blamed me! If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have helped, and let her be chopped into meat."

As soon as Ao Pingchuan finished speaking, there was a sharp pain on his face.

He brushed away the bloodstains on his face in a daze, looked at Mo Che's hand that hadn't been withdrawn, and his black face, and sneered, "Why, your wife can't tell?"

"Get out."

Mo Che was about to turn back to the room, and he didn't even give Ao Pingchuan an extra look.

Ao Pingchuan's restless heart was instantly ignited, and he rushed forward with vigorous steps, and the folding fan that fell from his cuff became a weapon.

"Mo Che, I'm no worse than you."

"Is it?"

Mo Che looked provocative coldly, picked up the scroll on the cabinet in front of the door, and faced the folding fan.

In the east wing.

Mo Xue obediently spread the quilt for Wu Yue, Xia Bai'an explained, and was about to leave, when Wu Yue frowned and said, "It's fighting again."

"Who?"

Xia Bai'an was taken aback, and hurried out.

Looking again, he saw two figures, one black and one white intertwined, Xia Bai'an was shocked when he saw clearly Mo Che who was wearing a thin underwear.

Isn't he afraid that Yunhua will spread!

The veins on Xia Bai'an's forehead were bulging. The doctor's obsession had already overwhelmed the fear of the villain. She walked forward quickly, with sharp eyes and quick hands. When the two of them stopped because of herself, she directly grabbed Mo Che's wrist: "No! fight!"

Xia Bai'an's strength wasn't too strong, and Mo Che could easily break free.

But he only made a little effort, and Xia Bai'an immediately leaned forward, almost touching the tip of his nose: "I'm going to give acupuncture, massage and drink medicine later!"

"..."

Mo Che struggled to free his hand, and slowly stopped.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Ao Pingchuan also stopped and took two steps back. Seeing Mo Che's deflated appearance, he sneered, "You are strict with your wife."

"You are not married yet."

"..."

The corners of Ao Pingchuan's mouth twitched, and he held back his bulging veins.

If this person is not Mo Che's wife, she should be strangled to death right now.

The corners of Mo Che's mouth rose slightly, and he put down the scroll in his hand: "I won't use martial arts anymore."

"Come into the room to talk, if something is damaged, I will drink two bowls tonight, and I won't save Huang Lian." After Xia Bai'an finished speaking, he took his coat out of the room, gave the two of them a warning look, and looked at him. Walking towards the kitchen, "I'll go get something to eat, you guys talk first."

Mo Che was helpless.

Xia Bai'an is always fierce to the outside world, but in the mansion, he is always meticulous.

He and Ao Pingchuan looked at each other, and Ao Pingchuan touched his nose uncomfortably: "Forget it, let's get down to business. I don't have much heart to talk nonsense with you."

Mo Che made way for him to come in and sit down.

Ao Pingchuan poured himself a cup of cold tea, and asked first: "What's the meaning of that one-eyed girl who fought with me today, her eyes are very strange."

"Foreigners, very straightforward." Mo Che explained casually, then raised his eyes and asked, "During the day, when I went to look for you again, you were not there, did you find something else?"

"Yes." Ao Pingchuan came back to his senses and tapped on the table, "Uncle's documents are actually safe in the dean's hands, and I naturally know this. But the dean reminded me, the most critical point of this matter , not only in documents."

"what for?"

"There may be a problem with the document. But there is a problem with the document. On the contrary, it is even more impossible to explain what my uncle did in the border. Uncle is in the border, but he ignored the rules of other countries not to attack small tribal countries. He joined hands with Lu to massacre small tribal countries and make huge profits. , and the documents are just false evidence that he has conspired with foreign enemies. However, the two points of massacring small tribal countries and making huge profits cannot prove their innocence.”

Ao Pingchuan spoke seriously, but in the end he frowned deeply and let out a long sigh, "For these two points, I can find my uncle's old subordinates for profiteering, but I can massacre the people of small tribal countries..."

Mo Che took the opportunity to continue the conversation: "If I remember correctly, almost none of the people from that nameless small country and tribe survived, and the only people fled to the country of Lu. If we can't find any witnesses, even if we find them, It’s hard to bring it back from that far.”

Ao Pingchuan nodded: "I can send someone to look for it, but it will take time. I heard before that you seem to have some kindness with the prime minister's mansion. Can you say something nice to me in front of the prime minister?"