Let's go somewhere else.

After the previous storyteller left, another one quickly came up, but this one was clearly not as skilled, and many of the people who were originally sitting down dispersed. Xie Rang listened for a couple of sentences and found it uninteresting.

[As expected, the little tyrant thought the same thing as me; this person's storytelling isn't that engaging.]

The fact that Yun Qing was still willing to listen despite her embarrassment showed that the previous storyteller was indeed right. Since staying here was pointless, they might as well go find other entertainment.

At this time, everyone was busy making a living, and apart from major holidays, there were almost no entertainment activities. After wandering around the streets for half a day and buying many trinkets, Yunqing's eyes lit up slightly when she saw a certain place.

She squeezed the little tyrant's hand and asked in a low voice, "Qi An, are you interested in brothels?"

Xie Rang: ...

It's probably just that the Grand Tutor himself was interested.

Sure enough, his idea was confirmed the next moment.

[I always see time travelers visiting brothels in novels, is it really that fun?]

Yun Qing had been busy with important matters lately, and had basically suppressed her desire to have fun. She finally managed to free up a day to celebrate the little tyrant's birthday, and some ideas started to surface.

[Furthermore, historically, no woman has ever appeared in the life of this young tyrant. Could it be that he didn't receive proper guidance during his childhood?]

Throughout history, emperors have generally been surrounded by three palaces and six courtyards, and they valued having offspring to continue the family line. The little tyrant, however, did not follow the usual path. In the last year of his life, he chose a child from a collateral branch of the family to take with him. Unfortunately, the tyrant died before the child grew up, and what followed was decades of chaos throughout the land.

...The more I listened, the more outrageous it became.

Xie Rang tugged at Yun Qing's hand and shook his head firmly: "Teacher, I'm not interested."

Living deep within the palace, Xie Rang knew what a brothel was—it wasn't a place one could just go to casually!

If they happen to run into someone who knows Yun Qing, news will spread that the Grand Tutor is hunting for women and having an affair with the young emperor, which will be bad for their reputations.

This must be resolutely prevented!

“Alright.” Yun Qing didn’t expect him to refuse so quickly, so she could only give up regretfully. “Then let’s go to East Street for a stroll. There are many places selling unusual things there. If you like them, you can buy them.”

Yun Qing was not a proper ancient person after all, and her way of raising children was quite unconventional. After all, when the child was actually in her hands and being taught by her, many of her ideas had already changed quietly, such as how to turn a tyrant into a wise ruler, and how to make him go down in history and be remembered for generations.

This is a very fulfilling thing for a teacher.

Yun Qing's actions became more serious, which calmed Xie Rang's chaotic thoughts, and he obediently nodded, "I'll listen to my teacher."

Yun Qing pursed her lips.

Why didn't you listen to me when I suggested going to a brothel?

Xie Rang smiled, pursing his lips.

There are many merchants from other places on East Street who usually gather here to trade. Many wealthy families also come here often to browse, hoping to find some rare items. However, with such profit-driven merchants, it is very difficult to find such opportunities.

Although Yun Qing and Xie Rang tried their best to conceal their identities, the shrewd vendors could tell from the fabric of their clothes that they were wealthy. They had only been browsing for a short time when they were spotted by human traffickers.

"Oh, you two young masters, would you like to pick some maids or servants from me to take home? We just arrived today."

In Dae Hee, buying and selling people privately was illegal. However, due to historical issues, some human traffickers were granted special permission to register with the government and use indentures to buy and sell people. Of course, this practice would be a serious crime in modern times.

Yunqing's upbringing made it difficult for her to participate in such matters, so she immediately refused: "No need, I have no such intention."

The slave trader's main target was still Yun Qing, after all, she seemed to be the one in charge between the two. It wasn't easy to find a rich young man like her. He gritted his teeth and said, "Young master, just take a look. It's pleasing to the eye to have a few pretty girls around. How about I give you a discount?"

Yun Qing continued to shake his head in refusal. Xie Rang, looking at the tutor who kept blocking his way, finally grew impatient and coldly raised his eyes: "Your teacher has already refused, can't you hear me?"

He frequently updated his impression of Yun Qing, but her soft heart remained unchanged; otherwise, she wouldn't have hesitated before choosing to help him when they first met in the Cold Palace.

Leaving home, where power was immense, Yun Qing could have had a good life no matter which side she chose to align herself with, but she chose the most difficult path.

He was clearly just a teenager, but due to years of malnutrition, he was still quite thin. Yet, his eyes were like those of a lone wolf, startling even Yun Qing, who had spent quite some time with him. It goes without saying that the slave trader was also startled.

He took a step back, looking timid: "I'm sorry to have disturbed you two gentlemen..."

Xie Rang was clearly still angry. Yun Qing came to her senses and gently tugged at him, whispering, "Qi An, that's enough, let's let this matter pass."

When facing the Grand Tutor, Xie Rang, in a good mood, restrained himself and instantly became extremely obedient: "Mm."

Yun Qing's eyes crinkled into a smile as she realized she must have been mistaken. The little tyrant's actions were merely a protective instinct stemming from his years living in the cold palace; he was different now than he would be in the future.

Unbeknownst to them, Xie Rang's eyes flickered, as if he felt somewhat guilty.

As she lifted her foot to leave, Yun Qing heard the sound of a whip striking flesh behind her the instant she turned around. The sound was sharp and forceful.

"He's just a bastard with Rouran blood, let's see if he's tough enough to back down!"

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