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

At night, there was a lot of commotion in Xia Mansion.

The sound of chaotic footsteps mixed with muffled humming, flitted across the corridor outside the window like ghosts.

While the children were vigilant, they naturally also carefully identified the owner of the voice outside. After hearing the voice of Ao Pingchuan, the three children unanimously hid the knife back under their pillows.

Only Lin Miaomiao woke up from the confusion, staring at the passing figure outside, pulled up the quilt nervously to cover half of her face, only revealing a pair of big eyes.

Her hearing is not that good, she can't hear people's voices outside, she just instinctively feels scared.

Could it be that Aunt Xia's mansion is also haunted?

Or, as the housekeeper uncle said, is the other party secretly trying to hurt someone because he revealed the secret?

Isn't Uncle Ao very dangerous?

She lifted the quilt with trembling little hands, jumped off the bed and put on her shoes.

Mo Xue on the bed next to her also got up: "Miao Miao, are you going to get up at night? I'll go with you."

"Well."

Lin Miaomiao pursed her lips, and Uncle Ao's injured arm flashed in her mind. The red blood fell all over the ground. She looked at Mo Xue's clear eyes through the moonlight through the window, gritted her teeth, and shook her head, " I want to find Uncle Ao."

"Don't you need me to follow you?" Mo Xue asked.

"No, I can do it myself."

Lin Miaomiao quickly waved her hands.

If it is really the retribution that the housekeeper warned, then it can't hurt my sister.

She wants to see for herself.

Hearing her refusal, Mo Xue thought that she seemed to hear Wu Yue and Ao Pingchuan talking outside just now, and she had just left not long ago, and the yard should be safe.

And from the east wing to the guest room at the back, there are only two doors to go through.

"Then you go." Mo Xue waved her hand and lay back down again.

Only then did Lin Miaomiao put her heart back into her stomach, walked out quietly, and slowed down to Ao Pingchuan's room, hoping that he was not injured.

But after she left, Mo Xue in the room suddenly threw off the quilt and jumped down, ran to the next door and called the two brothers.

"On weekdays and nights, she is afraid to follow me around, and she always calls me at night. Miao Miao insists on leaving alone, she must be hiding something again."

When Mo Yu heard this, a carp sat up straight, put on his shoes and ran outside: "I'll go and have a look."

Mo Qian quickly put on his shoes, picked up Mo Xue and followed quietly.

When three children wear shoes to carry a message.

Just as Lin Miaomiao passed by the woodshed, she heard a familiar voice from inside. She listened carefully, and hurried to the door of the demolished house: "Uncle housekeeper?"

"Is... is it Miaomiao?" The other party's voice sounded very hoarse, as if something was in his throat.

Lin Miaomiao's eyes lit up, it was the voice of the housekeeper's uncle, there was no mistake!

She immediately pushed the door of the woodshed, but the door remained motionless.

"Uncle housekeeper, have you been locked up?" She asked crisply.

Fang Houde inside was silent for a while, and suddenly burst into tears: "Miaomiao told the secret, I am now... injured and can't move, can you come over and help me untie the rope first?"

Lin Miaomiao was shocked.

Someone got hurt just because she told a secret.

Lin Miaomiao ran to the window next to her with red eyes, and climbed up on her feet.

On the long corridor not far away, Mo Yu turned back and forth on the same road, but did not see Lin Miaomiao: "Where is the person?"

"I came here just now, I just saw it when I turned the corner, why suddenly..." Mo Xue was also anxious.

There was no one in the direction of Ao Pingchuan's room, and there was no Miao Miao figure in the direction of the hut.

Where else could she go?

Several children turned around in a hurry.

……

main house.

Xia Bai'an was buried in the soft mattress. She was used to hugging the heat source around her and sleeping soundly, but now she might be too tired, so she just lay on her side with half of the quilt rolled up as a pillow, and a shallow snoring sound came out of her nasal cavity .

Mo Che sat quietly on the edge of the bed, holding the long sword rescued from the sea of ​​fire in his hand.

The blade of the long sword has not been properly maintained for a long time, and it is impossible to tell what kind of mine it is. Even if it is burned by flames, it is still as hard as iron, and the whole body is full of chills, and there is a hidden hole hidden under the tip of the sword. , whoever the sword pierces into the heart will be killed with one blow.

The hilt of the knife should be plain and unpretentious, but next to the hole where the sword tassel hangs, there are dots of lapis lazuli inlaid gems, which are warm to the touch.

Not only can it be called an extraordinary product.

That is to say, it is not possible for this sword to be something in this world.

Mo Che placed the long sword on the table again, looked back at Xia Bai'an who was sleeping soundly, and pulled her left hand not so gently.

There is no trace of any excess.

It seems that when I was in Yunmai Village, the light-colored petals I glimpsed are like a mirage, which cannot be seen.

Mo Che's eyes narrowed slightly.

The unlucky daughter of the local rich man's family turned into a genius doctor who could snap off fingers.

A rich lady who doesn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers can go to the fields to farm, cook and cook in person.

She was vain with a pockmarked face, and she insisted on getting her hair full of jewels.

Afterwards, he often carried only a hairpin, and went around everywhere, being looked down upon by others and still being utterly proud.

She is Xia Bai'an, but she is not.

Mo Che's fingertips gradually moved up and penetrated into the cuffs of her underwear. With a little force on his fingertips, he could leave light fingerprints on her arm.

When he bent down, he was able to touch those soft lips, and the only thing that echoed in his mind was her softly calling out 'Brother Mo Che'.

It was almost unbearable.

Mo Che's eyes were frantically brewing, he greedily kissed the corner of her mouth, and lightly pinched her forearm with his fingertips.

Want to leave something behind.

I want to remind her all the time that I am always bound with her.

I want to put my stamp on her.

"Well."

Xia Bai'an seemed to feel a little pain in his forearm, he opened his eyes in a daze, but met the handsome face in front of him, obediently stepped forward to hook the man's neck, pulled him into his arms, and murmured with a smile, While falling asleep again: "Hey hey, handsome guy..."

Mo Che was stuffed in the softness, feeling the faint fragrance of the woman slipping into his nostrils.

Terrible.

She had no idea how defenseless she was.

Mo Che held his breath, suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, slowly opened her hands, raised his body, and saw her clothes were opened wide, revealing her snow-white skin.

It was rare for Mo Che to tidy up her clothes in a panic, and narrowed his eyes.

Until there was a little crying outside the door, and there was an extremely shallow word of help.

Mo Che's eyes changed slightly, he shook his sleeves and got up, walked quickly outside, followed the sound to the firewood room, and heard Fang Houde's voice from inside: "If you don't want Lin Miaomiao to die by my hands, hurry up and kill me!" Let it go from here! Prepare the carriage and money, and I will give you half an hour!"