Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times-Chapter 164 - 93: Lovesickness by the Wind, Moon, Flowers and Willows
Chapter 164: Chapter 93: Lovesickness by the Wind, Moon, Flowers and Willows
“Men’s hearts are as unpredictable as a needle at the bottom of the sea!” Gu Changsheng scoffed disdainfully and continued, “If he could keep his belt tight, even if I had three hundred and sixty tricks up my sleeve, I couldn’t get to him, could I?”
Everyone else sweated profusely and looked down: “…”
“So, this business,” she continued, “Gu and Prince Liang are just like the modern-day Zhou Yu and Huang Gai, one willing to strike and the other willing to be struck. A perfect match!”
Even if they found a top-tier beauty, if Prince Liang kept his belt tight and controlled his desires, there would naturally be no drama, right?
So, yeah, about these sneaky tricks, the key is that someone has to respond for them to count, alright!
Gu Changsheng lounged nonchalantly on the couch, feeling a bit of her pent-up frustration dissipate.
Prince Liang! Thinking he’s all that just because he’s a prince? Can’t we fight him to the death, or at least set some nasty traps for him?
As the saying goes, no matter if it’s a black cat or a white cat, as long as it can catch a mouse, it’s a good cat!
She was absolutely going to be that good cat! Black or white didn’t matter!
The three adults and one child lying in the corridor couldn’t be more comfortable, except that Gu Changsheng’s sneaky strategy had somewhat spoiled the atmosphere. Now, however, the vibe was indeed quite relaxing.
Gu Changsheng swung her legs comfortably, humming a tune from her past life.
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But suddenly, a discordant sound arose. Little Meat Bun sprawled out in the shape of a big letter next to Gu Changsheng, raising his dusty little head and started to ask questions.
“Mom, what’s a venereal disease?”
Gu Changsheng was utterly speechless about her son’s sporadic knack for throwing difficult questions her way.
Sexually transmitted diseases, huh? What the heck was it supposed to be?
How was she supposed to explain venereal disease to a child whose teeth hadn’t even fully grown in yet?
Telling him bluntly that it’s a sexually transmitted disease would only lead to more questions…
Gu Changsheng could foresee that if she dared to explain properly, her beloved son would undoubtedly continue to ask more and more questions with relentless curiosity!
Moreover, there were two others lying nearby, waiting for the show!
“Mom?” Seeing no response for a long time, Little Meat Bun looked puzzled at his mother. Had she fallen asleep?
Clearly, at this moment, Gu Changsheng wished she could just sleep through this ordeal!
Raising a child is great, they say, it prevents old age! But the process, oh, it’s a history filled with bitter tears…
Just like now!
“Son, can we change the subject?” she pleaded. It really wasn’t convenient to answer, especially with others around.
“No!” Little Meat Bun’s stubbornness kicked in, his little eyes fixated on his mother, “You’re trying to dodge the question again.”
Gu Changsheng, a habitual offender, wanted to discreetly touch her nose but ended up getting face mask on her fingers and had to stop.
“Alright then, since you asked, Mom naturally has to answer you so you don’t think I’m ignorant,” she muttered under her breath, secretly clenching her fist, vowing to keep her son away from any potentially embarrassing topics in the future!
It was truly straining her brain cells!
“My boy, he’s hardly grown!” Yue Xilou interjected disapprovingly, her apprentice was still shedding his baby fluff, and here was Gu Changsheng going too far…
“You’re spoiling him rotten!” Zhou Mu chimed in, also not entirely approving; he was very fond of Gu Ze too.
Unimpressed, she glanced at them both. How could she spoil him? Wasn’t she their mother! Didn’t they see she was deep in thought trying to figure out how to explain it?
Was she really that foolish? To introduce such an adult topic to her son so early?
Definitely not!
In a flash of inspiration, Gu Changsheng felt a sudden clarity, patted her son with one hand, and began to explain, “Son, about this venereal disease, let Mom tell you about it slowly.”
Little Meat Bun rolled over, laying back in the rocking chair, precisely placing his plump little arms on his mother’s stomach, hands supporting his chin, ready to listen attentively.
The two men also slightly shifted their bodies, looking towards the mother and son in the center chair.
Only Xiao Cui, hurriedly putting down what was in her hands, scurried to one side.
She didn’t want to hear any more of her lady’s stories; they were always so misleading!
“Actually, it’s not much, tracing it to the roots, this disease involves stories of men and women getting into bed…”
“So, a man first climbed into one woman’s bed, then climbed into another woman’s bed, and so on, never failing, but oh, the struggle, the bed climbers are always climbed upon! His woman, too, fears others’ beds, following suit. In the end, if it’s a comedy, then it ends with everyone happily sharing the same big bed. If it’s a tragedy, it ends with them sharing the same illness, dying together…”
