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

Tang Wenshu curled up a wicked smile and began to scan his seat. Sure enough, there were several caterpillars on the seat. This was enough to scare any pampered little girl to death.

Tang Wenshu reached out and grabbed the caterpillar. The soft, chewy, and bouncy feeling amused her. She even gently teased the caterpillar, watching it squirm crazily on her arm, and she couldn't help but smile slyly.

However, this scene frightened the two female classmates nearby. One of them fainted, while the other screamed in horror: "Ah! Ah! She's crazy! She's playing with insects! It's horrible!"

At this moment, Tang Wenshu heard a scream and turned to see a relative's child who had been frightened. At the instruction of Tang Ziqian, the eldest daughter of the second wife, the child quickly ran out of the classroom, apparently to seek help from Mr. Xiu.

Tang Wenshu continued to play with the caterpillar in her hand. Suddenly, she seemed to have an interesting idea. She used the caterpillar as a marble and flicked it hard at the group of people who had just glanced at her.

As the caterpillar flew out, several more screams rang out. Tang Wenshu smiled triumphantly, thinking to himself, "Let's see if you dare to look down on me again!"

Under the guidance of the women's school teacher, Tang Wenshu's aim was quite good, and she successfully hit three people. Although they were not the girls she was targeting, this indiscriminate attack was even more terrifying.

She laughed strangely and said, "Hehehe, beauties, the caterpillar army is coming!"

The other students in the classroom began to run around in panic, trying to escape the sudden chaos. The whole scene became a chaotic scene with screams and shouts.

Tang Wenshu looked at the people around her with disdain and patted her arms gently, as if to drive away the annoying gazes. "Tsk, how boring! That's all..." She muttered as she sat down again and flipped open a heavy book, intending to review her lessons. However, when she opened the book, she found several wriggling caterpillars inside. Their bodies were so plump that they made people feel sick.

"Ah! What the hell is this?" Tang Wenshu pretended to be frightened and screamed. She quickly threw the book aside and shook her hands desperately, trying to get rid of the caterpillars. However, the caterpillars didn't seem to want to leave her hands and instead stuck tightly to them.

At that moment, a caterpillar suddenly flew out of the book as Tang Wenshu shook it, flying straight towards the screaming fourth concubine, Tang Yue. Tang Yue's face paled with fear at the sight of the flying caterpillar. She opened her mouth to call for help, but the caterpillar unexpectedly fell right into her mouth. Tang Yue suddenly felt nauseous and began to vomit violently, throwing up all her breakfast.

At the same time, Tang Wenshu opened her desk drawer and found it was also filled with caterpillars. Luckily, they didn't try to destroy her books. After all, they didn't dare to damage these precious books easily, so they could only use this method to scare Tang Wenshu. Tang Wenshu carefully pulled out the caterpillars from the drawer one by one, and then spread them left and right, trying to fill the entire classroom. Finally, she laughed with satisfaction: "Hehe!"

The classroom was now in chaos. Some people were running around in terror, while others were trembling under their desks. A few brave souls tried to catch the caterpillars, but they were often frightened and retreated back. As people ran and trampled on them, many caterpillars were crushed to pieces, their juices splattering everywhere, making the scene even more terrifying.

"Actually, this green is the color of trees and grass leaves in spring. It looks great for painting. Don't waste it!" Tang Wenshu said loudly.

In the classroom, the students rushing out the door looked even more terrified after hearing this. They stared at the caterpillar in Tang Wenshu's hand with wide eyes, their hearts filled with fear and uneasiness.

It was not until someone saw Tang Wenshu pick up a brush, dip it in the caterpillar juice, and prepare to start painting that some students with poor psychological quality finally could not bear the stimulation and fainted on the ground.

At this moment, Mr. Su, the teacher of the next class, came to the classroom door. He frowned when he saw the chaos in the classroom, with several students lying on the ground and many students crying and screaming.

He immediately ordered his two maids: Tan Xiang to find the palace doctor, and Mo Xiang to find some maids to clean up the scene. At the same time, he glared sternly at the panicked students, signaling them to quiet down.

However, when Mr. Su's eyes fell on Tang Wenshu, he found that she was sitting upright in her seat, looking at the book attentively, which formed a sharp contrast with the noisy scene at the other end of the classroom.

Mr. Su's expression gradually softened, and he nodded to Tang Wenshu in approval. But the other students were still in a state of panic, unable to stop crying even in the face of Mr. Su's authority.

This break between classes became their most terrifying experience ever, making them deeply aware of Tang Wenshu's terrifying nature. Tang Wenshu, on the other hand, continued to read as if nothing had happened, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with her.

At that moment, a group of maids rushed into the classroom and began to clean up the disgusting filth. In the blink of an eye, the classroom was as clean as new, as if nothing had happened. However, there was still a group of students crying and several people unconscious.

Soon, the court physician arrived at the scene and examined the injured students. After examination, they found that they had fainted from sheer shock. The physician instructed Tan Xiang and Mo Xiang to pinch their Ren Zhong acupoints to help them regain consciousness. Over time, all the unconscious students gradually regained consciousness, but due to etiquette between men and women, the physician was unable to personally handle the aftermath. He explained the treatment method in detail to Tan Xiang and Mo Xiang and then left.

Tang Wenshu observed these young girls, who, despite having just experienced a nightmarish event, remained firmly seated, ready to continue their lessons. She couldn't help but admire them, realizing that these girls, only seven or eight years old, had already demonstrated such tenacity.

In fact, these little girls were already in tears, but facing Mr. Su's majesty, they dared not skip class at all. Because Mr. Su not only taught them painting skills, but also taught them skills such as horse riding and archery, which made them feel pressured and even wanted to cry but dared not.