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

Chapter 210: Seeking the Scriptures in a Brothel

In this peaceful and happy way, six months passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Zhao Rui, with the unwavering support of the Duke of Tang's residence, successfully consolidated his position in the court. However, one matter caught people's attention: although Tang Qi had been secretly in love with Tang Wenshu for six months under imperial order, Tang Wenshu's monthly periods continued to arrive as usual. Imperial physicians examined both of them, but the results revealed no abnormalities in either's health.

It wasn't until that day, when Tang Jilian questioned Tang Qi about the situation, that he learned the reason. It turned out that, although the couple had been sleeping together for half a year, they hadn't actually had sex. Tang Wenshu, though an adult before his time travel, was still relatively new to the world of sex. His lack of experience might have been fine, but he never expected Tang Qi to be so innocent! Faced with this situation, Tang Jilian, as an elderly father, was helpless and had to take matters into his own hands.

That very night, Tang Qi and Tang Jilian quietly made their way to one of the most famous brothels in the capital. However, rather than entering through the main gate, they opted for a more discreet approach: climbing to the roof. Tang Jilian carefully peeled back the tiles of a room and peered inside. The sight within left Tang Qi dumbstruck.

He saw a piece of white flesh squirming on top of another piece of white flesh. Just one glance at it made his stomach churn. A strong feeling of nausea instantly surged into his heart, making him unable to control himself. He retched with a sound of "vomit". At this moment, due to the violent reaction of his body, he accidentally kicked a tile next to him.

However, even such a large commotion did not affect the two people who were immersed in a certain situation. They seemed to be completely in another world, completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

"Oh, you absolutely can't do that! You have to see the situation clearly and thoroughly! Come on, let's go down now!" Tang Jilian said as he quickly and carefully replaced the remaining tiles in their original positions, arranging them neatly, as if they had never been moved. Then, he took Tang Qi's hand tightly and walked towards the window without hesitation.

"Dad, please don't! Please, let's just stay here. I can hold it in. I promise I won't vomit again!" Tang Qi said with difficulty, covering his mouth and fighting the nausea that surged up in his stomach. His face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

Tang Jilian turned his head to look at his son. Seeing that Tang Qi looked so miserable, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to another room." After that, he took Tang Qi's hand and walked towards another room.

After pushing open the door, two young men came into view. They were well-proportioned and strong, with well-defined muscles, and looked full of youthful vitality. Compared to the previous room, the scene here was obviously much more comfortable, at least it didn't cause such a strong nausea reaction.

In this way, Tang Jilian tirelessly taught Tang Qi hard day after day for a whole month. During this time, Tang Qi was completely focused and devoted, practicing those complex and exquisite postures over and over again until they were deeply imprinted in his mind, as familiar and proficient as if they had become instinctive.

During this long and arduous month, Tang Qi immersed himself daily in the study and practice of those postures. He focused on every attempt, every adjustment, not daring to slack off for even a moment. Now, he felt that his mastery of these postures had reached perfection, reaching a state of mastery, even knowing them by heart.

With brimming confidence and eager anticipation for what was to come, Tang Qi made every effort to prepare, hoping to truly demonstrate his abilities at this moment. On this silent night, the bright moonlight, like a silver veil, gently shone upon the magnificent courtyards and winding corridors of Kunning Palace.

Tang Qi entered the palace with a gentle, silent, cat-like step. At that moment, he felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. On the one hand, he couldn't wait to showcase his achievements; on the other, facing the unknown, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

However, when he looked around, he was surprised to find that this vast palace, which should have been bustling with people, was completely deserted. "Shushu?" Tang Qi couldn't help but call out softly, his voice like a gentle breeze, slowly drifting through the quiet air. Then, he continued forward with extreme caution, constantly turning his body to look left and right as he walked, afraid to miss any corner. But no matter how hard he looked, he could not see the familiar figure of Tang Wenshu.

"Brother, you're here! Come and help me, hand me that pink dress on the shelf." Suddenly, Tang Wenshu's clear, melodious voice echoed from the inner chamber. Tang Qi had been busy studying away from home this month, rarely staying overnight in Kunning Palace. Tang Wenshu, on the other hand, had been accompanying the Emperor in the Hall of Mental Cultivation every day, often returning to Kunning Palace only when he was about to rest. So, at this moment, she was standing in the inner chamber, waiting for Tang Qi to help her fetch the dress. If no one was around, she would have naturally gotten up and gone to retrieve the dress herself.

Tang Qi held the exquisite dress carefully in his hands, as if it were a rare treasure, and slowly, step by step, he moved towards Tang Wenshu. He lowered his head slightly, not daring to raise his eyes, as if the ground held an endless attraction.

After a long period of hard study, he kept thinking about the scene of meeting Tang Wenshu. Just thinking about it made his ears turn red like ripe apples. At this moment, the sound of "splashing water" suddenly reached his ears.

Tang Wenshu had risen from the tub, reaching for a towel. She was startled when she caught sight of Tang Qi's expression, and her footing slipped in shock.

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