Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

The Spring Festival unfolds like a magnificent scroll across the vast land of Bocheng, filled with a rich and warm festive atmosphere.

The streets and alleys of Bocheng began to bustle with activity. Bright red Spring Festival couplets fluttered gently in the breeze, various paper-cut window decorations filled the shelves, and red lanterns of all sizes hung high. Farmers carried fresh vegetables and fruits they had grown themselves to the market, and children played and frolicked among the crowds...

On New Year's Eve, every household is busy with activity. The men are busy putting up Spring Festival couplets and hanging lanterns to decorate the front door with a festive atmosphere, while the women are showing off their culinary skills in the kitchen, with pots and pans clattering together in a cheerful rhythm.

Dragon and lion dances are an indispensable part of the Spring Festival in Bocheng. The dragon dance teams carry brightly colored giant dragons and dance through the streets.

The dragon sometimes soared and sometimes coiled, as if it had truly come to life.

The lion dancers dressed up as lions, making all sorts of endearing movements, which drew cheers from the onlookers. Children followed behind the group, running and jumping, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

As dusk fell and night descended, the sound of firecrackers rose and fell, like a grand symphony.

As the first firework rose into the sky, other kinds of fireworks bloomed one after another, some like blooming flowers, some like shooting stars streaking across the night sky, and some like waterfalls cascading down, turning the entire city of Bo into a dreamlike world!

Colorful fireworks burst in the night sky, illuminating the entire city of Bocheng. Children looked up, cheering excitedly, their laughter echoing in the air.

The Spring Festival in Bocheng lacks the hustle and bustle of first-tier cities, but it possesses a simple and sincere sentiment.

It is the bond of family, the continuation of hometown sentiment, and the inheritance of traditional culture.

Here, everyone can feel the strong festive atmosphere and the longing for a better life!

Inside the Mo family villa, Wen Qing was overjoyed to hear that her children were returning home today, and she began preparing the New Year's Eve dinner that afternoon.

Mo Jiaxing's smile never faded as he helped put up Spring Festival couplets and window decorations, filling the house with the atmosphere of the Spring Festival and the feeling of home.

In the evening, Mo Jiaxing, Wen Qing, Mo Xie, Mo Fan, Ye Xinxia, ​​and Mo Yao sat at the dining table, chatting about the interesting things that had happened throughout the year, and the New Year's Eve dinner was filled with laughter.

"Yaoyao, call Xinxia sister."

"Xin...Xia...Sister..."

"Mmm, you're so good. Here's a kiss as a reward...mua!"

Ye Xinxia held one-and-a-half-year-old Mo Yao in her arms, teaching her to read words clearly. Hearing the adorable voice, her heart melted, and she gently kissed the child's soft face.

After dinner, Wen Qing stayed in the kitchen washing dishes, Mo Jiaxing took a cigarette and pulled Mo Fan to chat in the yard, while Mo Xie stayed in the living room with Ye Xinxia and Mo Yao.

Mo Xie didn't intend to reveal her background, nor did she need to tell Mo Fan; this way of getting along was fine.

Regardless of whether Mo Jiaxing is his biological father or not, he raised him for a full twenty years, and the debt of gratitude for raising him can never be repaid. This man will always be the father he respects!

Putting her thoughts aside, Mo Xie turned to Ye Xinxia, ​​who was holding Mo Yao with a beaming smile, and asked.

"Xinxia, ​​do you really like children?"

Hearing this, Ye Xinxia nodded, playing with Mo Yao's delicate little hands, gently rubbing her face against Mo Yao's soft cheek, and said with a smile.

"Yes, I really like children. Look how cute Yao Yao is."

At this moment, Ye Xinxia was clearly a nineteen-year-old girl, yet her delicate body radiated a strong maternal glow that commanded respect.

Suddenly, her pretty face flushed red, and she looked shyly at Mo Xie, asking in an expectant tone.

"Brother Moye, do you like children... or rather, do you like our future children?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie was taken aback at first, then looked at Ye Xinxia with a wry smile, opened his arms to embrace her slender waist, and said softly.

"Of course I like it. After all, the child is the fruit of our love, and I will definitely cherish it."

In fact, he doesn't value children that much; his loved ones are the ones he truly cherishes.

That being said, with so many women in my life, how many children will I actually have in the future?
Nestled in Mo Xie's warm embrace, Ye Xinxia felt a gentle warmth in her heart. She slowly closed her eyes, her mind filled with images of married life with children, and a wave of happiness washed over her. Overwhelmed with emotion, she raised her head, her beautiful eyes brimming with a deep, passionate longing.

"Brother Moye... um."

In the soft, comfortable embrace, Mo Yao rested her head on a plump pillow, looking up blankly at her older brother and sister, their heads close together, mouths touching, doing something she couldn't quite place.

"Brother...brother...sister...sister..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie and Ye Xinxia slowly separated, glanced down at Mo Yao, and then smiled at each other.

Just then, Wen Qing came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes and saw this heartwarming scene that looked just like a family. She couldn't help but smile like an aunt.

"Wow, Yao Yao is so cute! Do you miss Sister Xiao Min?"

Zhou Min walked in from outside the courtyard, her eyes shining as she looked at the adorable Mo Yao. She carefully took the Mo Yao from Ye Xinxia's hands, hugged her, and kissed her.

After a while, Mo Fan and Zhou Min, carrying Mo Yao, were about to leave when Mo Fan looked at Mo Xie and Ye Xinxia, ​​who were embracing each other on the swing, and asked.

"Brother, Xiaomin and I are going out to meet up with Monkey and the others. Are you still coming to the party?"

Mo Xie raised her head slightly, pondered for a moment, and nodded.

"Okay, Xinxia and I will come over later."

"Okay, we're leaving."

This year, Zhang Xiaohou and He Yu, who were far away at the military headquarters, returned to Bocheng. Mu Bai and the others, who had been studying at Xietian Pavilion for some time, also came back. It's the Spring Festival, after all, a time for families to reunite in their hometowns.

Ye Xinxia was probably the happiest. According to what she knew, many women had invited Brother Moxie to celebrate the New Year with those aristocratic families. Their intentions were obvious to everyone!
However, Mo Xie refused all of them, which made her happiest, as it meant that she was the only one who could spend the New Year with him.

Suddenly, Ye Xinxia thought of the person she was most wary of among her many rivals in love…

"Brother Moye, isn't Ning Xue... going back to Bocheng for the New Year?"

Although she used to frequently contact her best friend and love rival Mu Ningxue, Mu Ningxue had been unavailable lately, presumably because she had important matters to attend to.

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie recalled the news he had learned earlier: Mu Zhuoyun had devoted himself to his work for some time in order to help the Mu family gain a foothold in Xie Tian Pavilion as soon as possible, and he even spent the New Year there. Mu Ningxue did the same.

The Xietian Pavilion also has a large number of people celebrating the New Year. It has now expanded into a large city with abundant resources and opportunities, making it a livable place.

However, some people he knew well went home, such as Jiang Feng and Jiang Ya. This time, those three older sisters no longer had to be pressured by their families to get married, and could openly say that they were his women!
"Hmm, she'll probably be spending the New Year at Xietian Pavilion this year...you little rascal."

Mo Xie knew exactly what Ye Xinxia was thinking. He gently stroked her delicate nose with his finger, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"I think I heard someone talking badly about me."

Suddenly, a clear, cold voice came from outside the courtyard. The two looked ahead and saw a graceful figure in silver-white walking towards them.

"Ning Xue, why are you back?"

Upon seeing Mu Ningxue outside the courtyard, Mo Xie showed a hint of surprise and asked in confusion.

A cool breeze gently blew by, stirring her snow-white hair and revealing her stunningly beautiful face. Mu Ningxue gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and looked at Mo Xie with tender eyes.

"Dad told me to come back. I... I don't want to miss the days I can spend with you."

Ye Xinxia and Mu Ningxue stared at each other for a long time, both of them smiling, unusually without any confrontation.

With beautiful women in his arms, Mo Xie sat on the swing, embracing them on both sides, immersed in a world of tenderness. He looked up at the brilliant starry sky, a smile playing on his lips.

Looks like I'll have to tell Dad later that we won't be spending the New Year's Eve dinner at home... (End of Chapter)