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

Lin's funeral was held for seven full days, no extra guests were invited, and no one saw the current situation of Lin's clearly, and very few people came to the door to inquire.

Lin's house cried continuously for three or four days, Xia Bai'an was busy taking care of Mrs. Lin and Lin Qingya every day.

Lin Miaomiao cried for several days and was coaxed and followed by the three children of Xia Bai'an's family every day, and her life was considered to be passable.

The matter of Lin Qingya made a lot of noise before.

Now when the matter came to an end, the matter fell to the ground like a light feather, without making any noise in the capital.

Until General Lin's coffin was buried.

Lin Qingya couldn't hold back her tears, and stood in front of her son's tombstone, showing no pride at all.

Mrs. Lin hugged Lin Miaomiao and cried again and again, until the city gate was about to close before they turned back to Lin's mansion.

Xia Bai'an and Mo Che didn't go to the burial with them, they were just in charge of managing the Lin residence in an orderly manner.

When they returned, Xia Bai'an didn't say anything, but ordered them to bring sweet soup.

"Life can't go on like this forever."

As she said this, she picked up the account books and warehouse books that the Lin family hadn't checked carefully for several years, counted them one by one, and called Mo Xue, "Do you understand all the accounts that I asked you to reconcile before?"

"Ah...Understood." Mo Xue suddenly came to his senses, took out all the summed up account books from the hands of the other two brothers, and handed them to Xia Bai'an.

Xia Bai'an raised his hand in confusion, and covered Mo Xue's forehead.

"Is there something uncomfortable? You have been distracted these days."

Mo Xue blinked, recalled what Mo Che said seven days ago again, and frowned: "I'm thinking about something."

"Let's hear it, maybe my mother can explain it to you?"

"Mom, you don't need to know."

Mo Xue shook her head, and before Xia Bai'an approached, she jumped off the table with her things in her arms and left on her own.

Is this the time for the child's rebellious period?

Xia Bai'an doubted his education policy, and while taking a deep look at the two well-behaved brothers, he said earnestly: "Your rebellious period must be staggered from Xue'er's. At least one of you will always be by my side and call you mother."

The two brothers looked puzzled.

The door was knocked suddenly, and Xia Bai comforted his forehead: "If you talk about the repair of the warehouse, you don't have to come again, this money can't be saved..."

"Miss Xia, there is an adult coming to the door, it seems that he wants to offer incense to the young master."

The boy hastily interrupted Xia Bai'an's words.

Xia Bai'an raised his eyebrows, everyone has already been buried, who else is coming at this time?

She immediately got up and left, all the way to the door, only to see a familiar figure.

"Master Cen."

She bowed her head slightly respectfully, as a salute.

In front of the door, Cen Yishan seemed to have been waiting for a long time, with a hint of impatience in his eyes, but there were still a few small boxes around, which seemed to be something for the Lin family, so it was not considered rude.

When he saw Xia Bai'an, he looked up and down unconsciously.

Xia Bai'an walked forward step by step, with small and light steps, he could not fault anything in the capital city, even the smile on his face seemed to be just right, but the slightly raised eyes were cold at this moment.

She doesn't look like a country woman.

It's not like an ordinary lady in the boudoir, no other lady will have a cold murderous look.

Cen Yishan thought so, and stepped forward: "I didn't expect Miss Xia to take care of the family affairs for the Lin family. If it wasn't for the death of General Lin, those who didn't know would have thought your husband-in-law was him."

"Little General Lin was buried just now, and Master Cen made fun of him, so he's not afraid of ghosts haunting him at night?"

Xia Bai'an spoke sarcastically, and even removed the general disguise. The corner of his mouth curved into an indifferent arc, and he continued, "Still, Mr. Cen has countless lives in his hands, and there are too many dirty things. The life of a mere loyal and good general is nothing. ?”

A chill ran up Cen Yishan's back.

Cen Yishan turned his head and met Xia Bai'an's eyes full of frost, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face sank for a moment.

"Xia Bai'an, this is your real face, right? The ugly girl who used to be pockmarked in Yunmai Village didn't leave any marks on your face."

Xia Bai'an sneered: "I really didn't expect Master Cen to know so much about my pockmarked face. I didn't know... I thought you were the one who arranged for me to marry Mo Che."

When Cen Yishan heard this, the corner of his mouth did twitch slightly.

Xia Bai'an couldn't help being a little shocked.

It turns out that the matter between himself and Mo Che was really handled by Cen Yishan!

And these words, in Cen Yishan's ears, naturally took on a different meaning.

The secret of Cen Yishan's handling of this matter was that he was only thinking about the daughter of the local rich man's family doing something wrong, and he had a pockmarked face. Instead of watching Mo Qian find a good wife for Mo Che, it would be better to let Xia Bai'an be taken advantage of.

But now...

The face of the woman in front of her was white and clean, and her beautiful face, even in a place like the capital city where there are so many beauties, few people could compare to her.

Not only that, but she even realized that those things were done by herself.

It is terrible.

"You are indeed a smart woman." Cen Yishan said bluntly.

"..."

In fact, I just said that casually.

Xia Bai'an only dared to complain in his heart, but didn't dare to answer on the face.

Cen Yishan said again: "Besides, I didn't expect you to have such a great ability."

Winning over the prime minister and the Mo family, hiding Mo Che's existence, and finally reinstating Mo Che's official post, and even becoming a captain of the Imperial Army in one jump, and even getting a plaque from the emperor with himself.

Such a variety of things, I am afraid that others will not be able to get them in their entire lives.

But Xia Bai'an got it so lightly.

Xia Bai'an just smiled: "Master Cen doesn't seem to be sincerely here to mourn for General Lin, and if that's the case, there's no need to visit the door."

"Do you really think you are following the onion?"

Cen Yishan sneered coldly, walked in front of Xia Bai'an, and looked down at her, "You are indeed capable of doing this. But if I can deal with Mo Che once, I can naturally deal with it a second time."

"Then you can try it."

Xia Bai'an curled her lips into a smile, and she raised her head to meet Cen Yishan's piercing eyes, "Cen Yishan."

Hear these three words.

Cen Yishan suddenly panicked and took a few steps back.

But Xia Bai'an just turned around and walked towards Lin's residence: "Close the door and see off the guests."

The gate of Lin's mansion was closed in front of Cen Yishan.

Cen Yishan stayed where he was, clenched his fists.

It seems that Mo Che has already told Xia Bai'an everything about himself...

Too dangerous.

Thinking of this, Cen Yishan immediately turned around and left, told his confidants, and said in a low voice: "Fifth Prince, it's time to give up. As for Xia Bai'an, I have my own way to make it difficult for her to walk in the capital."