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

"Your parents are also in the prime minister's mansion, and they are also Qian'er's grandparents on the surface. Moreover, I will let someone I trust to accompany Qian'er. He also knows martial arts himself, so no one will bully him easily."

While explaining, Mo Che clasped Xia Bai'an's wrist to prevent her from really doing it, or... really biting him.

Xia Bai'an felt unreasonable when he heard his words.

He has not always regarded these children as his own.

Although he is a strict father, he is not stingy and gentle.

But why...

He can be so calm now, sending his child to a place where he might be threatened.

Could it be that it was just to satisfy Yunxue's sense of security?

In order to get more news from Yunxue?

She looked over Mo Che's arm and looked at Mo Qian.

Mo Qian has grown a lot since the first time we met, his shoulders are wider than before, and his figure is stronger than before, but his eyes no longer have the indifference of being thousands of miles away, but belong to children... Little hesitant eyes.

How could he be happy if he was allowed to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion and live with such a cruel and merciless person as Yun Xue?

Thinking of this, she fiercely pushed Mo Che away in front of her, walked quickly to Mo Qian's side, and with all her strength, she was able to pick up the child in his early ten years and rub her into her arms.

A trace of surprise flashed across Mo Qian's eyes, and he wanted to make her let go of him, but seeing the firmness in Xia Bai'an's eyes, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, and didn't dare to look at Mo Che, only lowered his head slightly.

Xia Bai'an hugged him tightly and only said.

"I'm worried."

"He is already in his early ten years old. At this age, you and I should have done a lot of things. He just went to the prime minister's residence. You don't have to be so nervous."

Mo Che slowly walked towards Xia Bai'an, and seeing that she still had no intention of letting go of Mo Qian after listening to his words, he added, "We have no choice."

If Mo Qian doesn't go.

Xia Bai'an had to leave from here.

Maybe it's not returning to Yunmai Village, but leaving this world completely.

He doesn't allow this to happen.

Even if he might have to put his favorite eldest son in danger, he would be less happy.

But that's better than losing your life.

But Xia Bai'an didn't know anything about it, she just thought Mo Che's words were ridiculous.

"You're right. I can practice acupuncture until I can't lift my arms, distinguish medicinal materials until I feel dizzy, or I can go to the mountains to spend the night at a young age just to find the medicinal materials I need. And I never give up for these hardships." Regret, but it doesn't mean that Qian'er can now passively overdraw his happiness for the purpose of adults.

Moreover, he went to the prime minister's mansion, can he grow up in suffering?What can he learn from it?There is only the pain of being separated from my brothers and sisters, and the difficulty of falling asleep thinking of my father at night!Can't you see the difference between growth and suffering! "

Xia Bai'an's voice became louder and louder, almost waking up everyone in the yard.

But every word she said was deafening.

Even Mo Che's brows were furrowed together.

"I can see that, but we don't have a choice."

"What's the reason?"

"You don't need to know." Mo Che's remaining patience was exhausted, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed Xia Bai'an's wrist before she wanted to leave, and then pulled Mo Qian out of her arms , ordered, "Go and prepare the young master's luggage for going out, Qian Mingshu, and you will personally send him to the prime minister's mansion later."

"Mo Che!" Xia Bai'an's wrist was clasped, "You can't be so unreasonable!"

"Qian'er has already agreed."

Mo Che emphasized this point and looked at Mo Qian again.

Mo Qian looked at the two people who were at war with each other. He was silent for a while, but he just took the small package from the servant, and grabbed Qian Mingshu's wrist: "Uncle Third, let's go."

"Qian'er!"

Xia Bai'an still wanted to pull his son back.

But Mo Che was the first to clasp her into his arms, ignoring her struggle, and said calmly: "This matter, let's stop here. Don't make any more trouble."

"You!" Xia Bai'an was so angry that his teeth chattered.

When she managed to break free from Mo Che's embrace, there was no shadow of the carriage outside the door. She stood at the door, looking at Mo Che who was calm, with cold eyes: "You really did everything you could to win Yun Xue's favor."

Mo Che remained silent.

Xia Bai'an only regarded him as acquiescing, turned around and walked into his Wutong Pavilion.

Mo Che doesn't investigate last night's thief.

Today, she inexplicably agreed to Yunxue and sent her son to the prime minister's mansion to take care of her.

Behind the scenes, there must be a connection.

Since Mo Che is going to follow Yun Xue's thoughts, then as a mother, she can't just sit idly by and ignore this matter. She will definitely find a solution to what happened yesterday.

Outside the door, Mo Che looked at the closed door, and the sacrificial mother-in-law quietly stepped forward: "Master, this matter, you did it too abruptly. Madam has always loved the children, but now rashly..."

"If it's a sacrifice to my mother-in-law, I will make the same choice as me."

He glanced sideways, gave the sacrificial mother-in-law a cold look, turned and stepped into the main house.

He too must act.

……

At the same time, the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Yunxue finally begged her parents to let go. Although Yun Hanyi felt that this matter was unreasonable, she still couldn't stand it. Yunxue pressed a knife against her neck and called out infatuation. Xuan Lanhua was so frightened that she fainted and lay in bed It was difficult to get up on the bed, so Yun Hanyi had no choice but to agree.

Qian Mingshu brought Mo Qian to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the carriage stopped.

Qian Mingshu stopped him: "You better know what you're doing, your mother is really worried about you."

"I know, so, this is my decision. Third uncle, please help me take good care of my mother."

Mo Qian rarely showed a helpless smile, jumped out of the carriage, and walked into the Prime Minister's Mansion with a servant Qian Mingshu had never seen before.

Qian Mingshu hammered his head twice anxiously for no reason.

The groom was surprised: "Third Master, are you okay?"

"Let's go back."

Qian Mingshu said these words patiently, but his eyes were still fixed on the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

How did things change so much in just one night?

Mo Qian also watched the carriage go away.

He followed the boy all the way to the depths of the prime minister's mansion, and then he reluctantly looked away, but the boy next to him reminded him in a low voice: "Young master, don't forget your purpose of coming here."

Mo Qian nodded: "I know."

Although the servant behind him lowered his head again, his eyes followed Mo Qian closely, watching his every move.

Mo Qian followed the people in the mansion to a small courtyard.

In the yard stood two nuns, four maidservants, and countless servants who were busy.

Mammy stepped forward: "Master Mo Qian, this old slave is Mammy Qiu who was sent by the eldest lady to take care of your daily life. From now on, this old slave will arrange everything for you in the prime minister's residence."

Mo Qian looked at the smiling faces of the servants in front of him, his eyes turned cold.

This is not home.

That's why these people laugh so falsely.