After traveling through time, I was raised by a little brat

"Huh! Huh!" Tang Wenshu gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently, as if she were about to expel all the air from her lungs. She opened her eyes in terror, sat up abruptly, and clutched her chest tightly with both hands, trying to calm her pounding heart.

"I was so scared, so scared... Fortunately, fortunately..." She murmured to herself, her voice trembling. She seemed to be thankful that what had just happened was just a nightmare, but then she realized that things were not that simple.

Tang Wenshu frowned, looking at her hands in confusion. She'd just slapped herself hard to make sure she was still alive, but why didn't she feel any pain? She looked down at her body, only to find the scene blurry and a splitting headache gripped her head, as if countless needles were piercing it.

"Ah, my head hurts!" Tang Wenshu couldn't help but cover her head and groan in pain. She felt like her brain was about to explode, unable to bear the pain. She fell back onto the bed weakly and closed her eyes tightly, hoping to ease the pain. However, as soon as she closed her eyes, she felt a strong sleepiness hit her, and she fell into a deep sleep involuntarily.

In a dream, Tang Wenshu witnessed the life of a strange girl. Born into the Duke of Tang's mansion, a family with many children, she was the eldest daughter of the third wife's family, with two older brothers, one legitimate and one illegitimate. Because the third wife had a illegitimate son, she faced neglect and discrimination within the mansion. Furthermore, as a woman, her status was even lower, and she was often bullied and insulted by her sisters.

Just a few days ago, Tang Tian, ​​the eldest concubine's daughter, pushed Tang Wenshu into a pond while no one was paying attention, causing her to drown. At that moment, Tang Wenshu felt the girl's despair and helplessness before her death, and his heart was filled with anger and resentment.

When Tang Wenshu awoke again, her face flushed, her forehead beaded with sweat, and her nightgown soaked through. Nanny Yun, her mother's maid, was busy changing her clothes. She soothed her softly, "Don't be afraid, young lady. It was just a nightmare." Tang Wenshu slowly opened her eyes, a look of confusion and fear. She seemed still lost in that horrific dream, unable to distinguish reality from fantasy.

"Madam, the young lady's sweating and fever have subsided. She will be fine after taking two more doses of medicine and resting for a while." After the doctor finished the examination, he stood up and stood far away from the bed. Following the rules of that era, although the young lady was only eight years old, he still had to pay attention to the distance.

As if she had heard the doctor's words, the young woman wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, okay, thank you, doctor." Then, she turned to look at the maid behind her and ordered, "Bixi, show the guest out."

Bixi was wearing a light blue dress, her hair in a neat bun, with a flower-shaped wooden hairpin adorning it. She slowly walked away. Tang Wenshu didn't see the flower on her head, but her eyes followed Bixi. Her eyes were empty, and she looked dull and stupid. Only then did she realize she had traveled through time.

"My son, my poor daughter, you must have become stupid from soaking in the water." The woman pulled up her handkerchief again and cried softly.

"Mom, don't talk nonsense, my sister is fine." At this time, a clear voice was heard, and a handsome young man strode in with a bright smile on his face. He walked to the bed and sat down casually at the end of the bed.

Tang Wenshu heard the voice and turned her gaze towards the young man who had spoken. Seeing Tang Wenshu looking at her, the young man immediately put on a playful expression: "What's wrong, little sister? Do you think I'm handsome? I'll let you see more." As he spoke, Tang Zhengrong stood up, even deliberately lifted the hem of his clothes and spun around twice, striking various handsome poses.

Zeng Yuan, the woman, couldn't help but laugh at his amusement, but tears trickled down her cheeks. She gently patted her son's head and said, "You're so naughty." Then she reached out for Tang Wenshu again. This time, Tang Wenshu, still a little dazed, didn't shy away. The woman gently rubbed her head and whispered, "My dear Shu'er, I hope you get better soon."

"Mom!" Tang Wenshu suddenly threw herself into the woman's arms and burst into tears. Her cry was filled with grievance and fear, as if she wanted to release all her emotions. "Mom, it's so scary. Shu'er almost never saw you again." The sobbing paused, as if frightened by the memory again, and then trembled, "Someone pushed me."

"Shushu, can you tell me in detail? Did you see who pushed you?" Tang Zhengrong asked anxiously.

The woman quickly held him back and said softly, "Don't be impulsive. Listen to what Shu'er says first." Then she gently tidied the quilt for Tang Wenshu and put her little hands, which were gesturing wildly due to excitement, back into the quilt.

After Tang Wenshu calmed down a bit, he began to recount what had happened: "It was Tang Tian from the eldest wife's house. She said there were colorful fish in the pond and invited me to play with them. When she pointed at the pond and asked me to look at the fish, she took the opportunity to push me in."

Tang Zhengrong jokingly said, "There are no such things as colorful fish in this world. Shushu must have been deceived." Then, he frowned and asked, "Were you the only two there at the time?"

Tang Wenshu nodded, lowered his head guiltily, and his voice gradually became quieter: "Well...we went there secretly. Mom never let me go to play by the pond."

Tang Zhengrong continued to ask: "Is there any evidence that she asked you out?"

Tang Wenshu shook his head: "No, she came directly to me."

The woman showed a disappointed expression and sighed, "Then there's no way to accuse her. What a pity." She looked at Tang Wenshu distressedly, "My Shu'er has been wronged."

Tang Zhengrong said angrily, "I'm going to seek justice for my sister!" After that, he prepared to walk out, as if he was going to settle the score with Tang Tian.

"Stop! Because of Tang Qi, our third branch has already lost face. If you continue to make trouble, how can your father hold his head up?" The woman stopped Tang Zhengrong anxiously, her face full of helplessness.

Tang Zhengrong stopped, turned to look at the woman, with a look of dissatisfaction: "Hmph! Then I will go back to study and bring honor to our third branch." After saying that, Tang Zhengrong turned around and ran away.

"Sister, I'll come to see you tomorrow." Tang Zhengrong turned around and shouted to Tang Wenshu while running.

"Look at this child, what can we do with his temper? Qi'er, he's innocent too." The woman looked at Tang Zhengrong's departing back, shook her head helplessly, and said to the nanny beside her. However, when she saw Tang Wenshu watching from the side with bright eyes, she immediately shut up.

Zeng Yuan tucked the quilt for Tang Wenshu again and said softly, "Shu'er, have a good rest. Mom will come to see you tomorrow." "Okay." Tang Wenshu nodded obediently, closed his eyes and began to rest.