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

The shocking scene outside the Duke of Tang's mansion was like a sharp sword, piercing the hearts of many people, leaving them heartbroken and stunned. Especially the group led by Tang Zixin, whose anger surged like a volcanic eruption. They wished they could rush forward and tear Tang Wenshu's mouth to pieces for daring to kiss the Crown Prince!

From the moment the Crown Prince entered the mansion in the early morning hours, Tang Zixin eagerly anticipated news of a summons. However, as time passed, she waited patiently, but the summons never arrived. The long wait felt like an endless torture, leaving her anxious and distraught.

Finally, her efforts paid off. After a long wait, she finally saw the Prince and Tang Wenshu. She thought her wait would finally be rewarded, but what she saw was a bolt from the blue, a shattering blow to her. The Prince affectionately held Tang Wenshu's arm as they walked out the door together, while Tang Wenshu looked smug, as if showing off her extraordinary relationship with the Prince to everyone. This scene was so jarring that Tang Zixin, who had been full of anticipation, suddenly became furious, shaking with anger and nearly fainting.

At that moment, her eyes widened, fixed on the infuriating scene before her—they were actually walking back to the mansion doorway so intimately! Witnessing this, her heart was instantly filled with rage, as if it would burn the entire world to ashes. The handkerchief she clutched tightly in her hand had already given way to the weight, and she tore it into tatters in her fury.

Meanwhile, Duke Tang had also noticed what was happening between these young men. That very evening, he made a decisive decision: to transfer Tang Wenshu to the intermediate class. This seemingly simple and ordinary move was, in reality, a silent command, implying that as long as Tang Wenshu completed his studies, he would easily enter the Crown Prince's residence.

However, for the rest of the first-grade class, this news was a bolt from the blue. They were filled with envy and resentment towards Tang Wenshu, unable to understand why fate had so favored this mad, foolish girl. Why? Why had she been favored by the Crown Prince? This injustice filled them with resentment, and they all ran home to complain to their sisters, pleading with them to find a way to teach Tang Wenshu a lesson. Thus began the conspiracy against Tang Wenshu...

"It's a blessing, not a curse. If it is, it's inevitable! Shushu, you're about to go to the intermediate class, so you must be extra careful! It's not as simple as our beginner class," Tang Qi said earnestly. It was dinner time, and the family was sitting in Zeng Yuan's yard, discussing this matter.

"That's right, Qi'er is absolutely right. The first thing students in the intermediate class of the girls' school need to master is the intricate art of internal strife. All sorts of sinister and cunning schemes and plots are endless." Zeng Yuan nodded slightly, agreeing with her son. After experiencing Tang Wenshu's fall into the water and his subsequent madness, Zeng Yuan seemed to have suddenly become more open-minded, no longer as overly obsessed with the so-called family relationships within the mansion as before.

"And the more famous and wealthy the family is, the more brutal and fierce the internal struggles tend to be. As long as people are not dead, this kind of open and secret struggles are regarded as a tacit existence." Zeng Yuan said as she slowly closed her eyes, paused for a moment and opened her eyes again, but this time her eyes were full of sharpness and courage.

"So, Shushu, if you encounter any situation, you must never hesitate or show mercy when it is time to take action! Don't be afraid, because no matter when and where, mother will stand firmly behind you and support you. Even if the other party is the high and mighty Crown Prince, if he really makes a mistake, mother will not hesitate to fight for your deserved rights and justice!" Zeng Yuan promised her daughter sincerely and firmly.

"Me too!" This resolute and powerful cry was like a bright light piercing the dark night sky. Then, a slightly hesitant but equally sincere voice echoed: "Me, me too!" It was Tang Zhengrong who spoke. He raised his hand high, his eyes gleaming with determination.

At that moment, Tang Wenshu fluttered like a lithe butterfly into Zeng Yuan's warm embrace. In that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the entire world became tranquil and beautiful. Tang Wenshu's heart surged. She felt as if her once wandering, lonely and helpless soul had finally found a home. In this strange, alien place, she no longer felt lost or confused, for she had deeply identified with and accepted the loving and amiable family members before her.

Zeng Yuan hugged Tang Wenshu tightly, her eyes filled with love and relief. She gently stroked her daughter's hair and said softly, "My child, remember not to get carried away. You may have the upper hand this time, but it won't last forever." Tang Wenshu nodded vigorously, tears welling up in her eyes. She knew that from now on, she would have a family truly her own, a true and selfless family love.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the windows into the room, illuminating every corner. Tang Wenshu rose early, leaving Meixiang and Moxiang to fix her clothes and makeup. She wore a simple, elegant long gown with a light blue sash tied around her waist, appearing exceptionally refreshed.

After she was ready, Tang Wenshu took a deep breath, stepped out of her room, and headed towards the academy. Along the way, she felt a mixture of trepidation and anticipation. After all, this challenge held immense significance for her; it hinged on her future destiny.

However, what Tang Wenshu never expected was that just as she walked out of the yard and set foot on the road to school, an unexpected change quietly occurred.

The maid assigned to escort Tang Wenshu to school today was named Meixiang. Shortly after they stepped out of the gate, Meixiang suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. Her face turned pale, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. She hurried back home to find a restroom.

At this moment, Tang Wenshu seized the opportunity and stepped forward without hesitation. However, the good times didn't last long. A moment later, a large group of people suddenly appeared in her sight. Looking closely, she saw that standing at the front of the group was Tang Zixin! She was flanked by several ferocious servants, like a surging torrent, blocking Tang Wenshu's path.

Before Tang Wenshu could recover, Tang Zixin and his men swarmed over her like a swarm of bees. With lightning speed, they dragged her to a secluded corner deep in the garden. Then, they quickly unsheltered ropes and, with deft, quick movements, bound Tang Wenshu in the blink of an eye, covering her mouth with a cloth. At that moment, Tang Wenshu was like a helpless sheep, silently accepting her fate, as if she could already smell the approach of death, waiting for the lethal knife to strike.

"Do we really want to kill her?" Tang Tian, ​​one of Tang Zixin's most ardent followers, was incredibly excited. Her face was filled with uncontrollable excitement, and her eyes shone with a strange glint of both excitement and a hint of fear. Faced with such a scene, she couldn't help but feel a little eager to try, but deep down, she still had a hint of fear.

"Tsk!" Tang Zixin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. Then, she gently raised a slender index finger, shook it back and forth a few times, and said slowly, "Don't worry! Class is about to start. If she stays here all day, hehe, she'll be severely punished by the teachers for skipping classes!" Her words revealed an indescribable cunning and complacency.

"It's really unpleasant to wait silently in this remote place for a whole day!" As soon as they finished speaking, they raised their heads high like proud peacocks returning from a triumphant victory, their faces filled with a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, and then they swaggered away.

Indeed! It was late autumn, and the Duke's mansion's beautiful gardens were no longer the vibrant, vibrant scene they once were. The once vibrant, dazzling fields of flowers had completely withered and withered, as if mercilessly devoured by time, making it difficult to find a place to hide.

However, the garden also contained several ivy trees of various shapes and shapes, as well as tall, lush, and lush pine trees, scattered throughout the garden. Furthermore, there were also some bizarrely shaped and massive rocks dotted throughout the garden. These trees and rocks complemented each other, forming a natural barrier that could easily hide a child of just over eight years old.