My humble door is now open for you (1-6)

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My humble door is now open for you (1-6) (2 characters)Chapter 1: A Strange Encounter in the Toilet The summer night was stifling, without a breath of wind. One's heart seemed to be restless. In a study room at a Chinese university, I listlessly looked around. The ballpoint pen in my hand twirled between my nimble fingers. What big breasts! What fair skin! A girl sitting in front of me caught my eye. Girls these days are really bold and sexy; that tight blue tank top and short, sexy skirt... it's enough to make your nose bleed. Isn't this deliberately inciting men to commit crimes? Because I'm tall, from my angle, I could just peek through the girl's neckline. Without realizing it, my little brother stood up. To be honest, I'm quite ashamed. Although I've had a few girlfriends during my three years of university, it's mostly just touching them. I've never been able to get to the end. Maybe it's because I'm too soft-hearted. "Brother, I'm sorry, I'll make sure you get what you want next time, show off my skills, and get the reward you desire." I glanced at my pants, which were already bulging with sweat, and made up my mind. Time flew by, and after a while of these random thoughts, my watch showed ten o'clock. Seeing that there were only a few people left in the study room, I packed up my things and left the classroom. A blue figure flashed past me and disappeared at the door of the girls' restroom. "It's her!" I was convinced that it was the hot girl whose chest I had been staring at all night. Should I follow her in and see what was under her skirt? I hesitated for a moment, then slipped inside. "At worst, if someone sees me, I'll just say I accidentally went into the wrong restroom. Anyway, the men's and women's restrooms are close together, so saying I went into the wrong one is possible. Besides, I'm not exactly shameless." I caught up just in time to see the girl close the stall door. The toilet stalls in our school are all partitioned, which is one of the reasons I dared to come in. No sooner said than done, I leaped into the cubicle next to hers, my heart pounding. Now I understood what it meant to have a guilty conscience. Luckily, it was late, and there wasn't much of a toilet. I crouched down, face to the ground, peering through the gap in the cubicle wall. A small, white bottom appeared before my eyes, neatly combed pubic hair lying flat against the mons pubis between her legs—simply beautiful! Due to the angle, I couldn't see her vulva clearly, but even in this glimpse, when she occasionally turned to my side, a fleeting glance was enough to make my blood boil and my nose bleed. It was like a raging river, an unstoppable flood. "Splash, splash—" I saw a stream of urine slide down before my eyes, splashing water everywhere. The sound of urine hitting the ground was more beautiful than music. "Large and small pearls falling onto a jade plate," for some reason, this line of poetry suddenly popped into my head. Looks like I really am a wet person. Goodness, this girl's pee was quite substantial, lasting almost a full minute. Seeing the stream thinning, it soon became sparse. I saw her lift her buttocks and bounce a couple of times, presumably trying to shake off the remaining urine. Those few bounces almost made me throw up all the stuff I'd been storing for over twenty years. I cursed myself inwardly for being useless; this was nothing. I saw the girl gently wiping her vulva with toilet paper, as if it were precious porcelain, her movements, her posture, were simply… (I can't describe it; readers can use their imagination). A moment later, seeing that everything was finished next door, I heard the door close, meaning the girl had left the restroom. I was still lying there dumbfounded, as if frozen in place. My penis was erect like never before. Suddenly, a pungent smell wafted over. "Ah, she forgot to flush the toilet," I thought to myself. It was the smell of her urine. I couldn't hold back any longer, and I didn't care where I was. I quickly pulled out my penis and started masturbating. The sound of the woman urinating seemed to still echo in my mind, and her buttocks swayed before my eyes. I frantically masturbated, my consciousness gradually drifting into a hazy state. Just as I ejaculated, it felt like I had been struck by lightning. As the semen shot out, my consciousness also faded into unconsciousness... "Your Highness, Your Highness—" I heard a voice echoing in my ears. "Ah—" I groaned in pain, my head feeling like it was about to split open. "What, you idiot? Who the hell is cursing me?" I slowly tried to open my eyes, but a blinding light forced me to close them again. "Your Highness, wake up! We've finally found you! This servant was so worried!" This time I heard it clearly; it was a strange voice. "Women's restroom—masturbation—" Fragments of memory flashed through my mind. My first thought was, "Oh no, I've been discovered." I struggled to open my eyes, and it took a while for them to adjust to the light. Suddenly, a "pig's head" appeared before me. "A ghost!" I screamed. I struggled to stand up, but my limbs felt like they weren't mine, and I fell back down. "Your Highness, what's wrong? It's this old servant!" The pig's head spoke again. I rubbed my eyes and looked closely. It turned out the pig's head was a human head, with exceptionally large ears, squinting eyes, and chubby, drooping cheeks. I breathed a deep sigh of relief. Suddenly, I remembered my situation. I had probably been discovered peeping in the women's restroom. What should I do?! Wait, I must stay calm. The pig's head looked quite old, though his face was greasy and wrinkled. He wore a small round hat and a long blue robe. This clothing is nothing like what I was wearing back then. Looking around, I'm lying in a patch of grass, with a pebble path nearby—this isn't the women's restroom at all! What's going on? I whispered, "Who are you?" "Your Highness, it's this old servant! Don't you recognize me?" The idiot-faced man knelt on one knee, his face full of anxiety. "I'm the Crown Prince?" I muttered to myself. The story of Xiang Shaolong traveling back to ancient times in "A Step into the Past" involuntarily flashed through my mind. Could I have traveled back to ancient times too? Holy crap, even masturbating to orgasm can travel through time. That's fucking awesome. "You say I'm the Crown Prince, so that means I'm the Emperor's son, the future Emperor? Is that right? What's your name? What dynasty are we in now?... " A barrage of questions burst from my mouth. The pig-headed guy looked utterly astonished. "Your Highness, this old servant is Lao Guizi! What's wrong? Let this old servant help you back to the palace! The Crown Princess is looking for you! Should we summon the imperial physician?" "Old devil? What kind of name is that? Have I somehow ended up in ancient Japan? I only know a little about ancient Chinese history; I know nothing about the history of the Japanese. Crown Princess? That means the Crown Prince's wife. Wow, it seems I really have come to ancient times, and even become a Crown Prince. What a strange world! I must stay calm and figure out the situation first. "I say, Old devil, I accidentally fell and hit my head. I'm feeling dizzy now, and it seems like I can't remember anything," I said. "Ah! Your Highness, are you alright? Let me help you quickly back to the palace to summon the imperial physician!" Old Gui Zi said anxiously. "Alright." With Old Gui Zi's help, I stood up and felt my bottom was wet. I unconsciously touched it with my hand. Why does it smell like scratching? I muttered to myself as I walked towards the Crown Prince's palace with Old Gui Zi's help. Chapter Two: The Anecdote of Relieving Oneself With Old Gui Zi's help, I limped along. Along the way, there were artificial hills piled up, strange rocks jagged, some like ghosts, some like fierce beasts, standing upright and crisscrossing, covered with moss, and vines and creepers hiding among them, revealing a narrow path; and looking at the flowers, grasses and trees, tall trees and short trees with graceful postures, deciduous trees and evergreen trees interspersed, probably a variety of flowering trees with different seasons, so that there would be no loneliness in all four seasons. The surrounding walls are adorned with various openwork patterns made of brick. The corridors, mostly without support on either side, are in fact neither completely separated nor completely bounded, thus adding to the scenic beauty. Ivy and roses spread across the walls. It truly embodies the saying: "Blue bricks, small tiles, horse-head walls, winding corridors, hanging eaves, and latticed windows." Even more delightful, winding left and right, one enters a stone cave, where lush trees and vibrant flowers abound. A clear stream meanders from the depths of the vegetation, cascading down into the crevices of the rocks. A few steps further, the path gradually turns north, becoming flat and wide, with soaring pavilions on both sides, carved eaves and embroidered railings, all hidden among the treetops in the mountain hollow. Looking down, one sees a clear stream cascading like snow, stone steps piercing the clouds, and white stone railings embracing the edge of a pond. Following a path out of the cave, the view suddenly opens up. Looking out, there is a lake of spring water. The clear stream seen earlier must originate here. The pavilions and terraces along the lake are reflected in the water, their shadows shimmering. Imagine climbing to a high vantage point and gazing into the distance: emerald waters, artificial mountains, pavilions nestled among overlapping structures, interconnected chambers, and winding paths. "Could this be an ancient garden?" My head is spinning again. Actually, I have a background in Western medicine, but I've occasionally dabbled in various aspects of Chinese history, including architecture. Since Qin Shi Huang unified China, his ambition and love of grandeur led to a predominance of opulent and magnificent architecture, with imposing gates and towering structures. Thus, Qin and Han architecture was characterized by its "boldness and simplicity." Even during the Sui and Tang dynasties, while techniques and forms made significant progress, the overall style remained primarily "majestic and grand." By the Ming and Qing dynasties, while the techniques and forms of individual buildings became increasingly standardized, remarkable achievements were made in the combination of architectural groups and the creation of spatial atmosphere—like the exquisite and subtle garden I just saw.It clearly belongs to the architectural style of the Ming and Qing dynasties. "So, I'm probably more likely to be in the Ming and Qing period now." I had already made up my mind. "Sigh, I inexplicably came to ancient times, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. Think of Xiang Shaolong, who relied on Qin Shi Huang, a big tree, and had many beauties, enjoying the blessings of having multiple wives. In the end, he adopted a son who was Xiang Yu. What will happen to me? I should be luckier than him, becoming a crown prince as soon as I arrived in ancient times. Sigh, I'm still a virgin. Now, I'm a crown prince too, tonight I'll find ten or eight girls and enjoy myself properly..." A lewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Old devil, you're a eunuch, aren't you?" I asked with a sigh. "This old servant is a eunuch. This old servant was castrated at the age of eight and entered the palace, and now I'm forty years old." Old Guizi said with no small amount of emotion. "Oh, he was castrated at eight and entered the palace. Forty-eight years is forty-eight years, which means this old fellow is over fifty. He's an old eunuch. Judging by his build, he's quite promising as a eunuch! Heh--heh--heh-- (Stephen Chow-style chuckle)" I thought to myself. I really wanted to find out the exact historical dynasty. With my historical knowledge, wouldn't I be able to predict the future and live a carefree life? But this can't be rushed. I have to take it slow. This old devil in front of me doesn't seem reliable just from his name. I should find someone trustworthy to ask. Besides, I have to insist that I have amnesia so as not to give myself away. After walking for a while, I saw a group of people standing in front of the palace gate in the distance. At the front was a woman with her hair tied up in a high bun, wearing a red palace dress, and what's more, half of her breasts were exposed. "Isn't this Tang Dynasty clothing?" I wondered. Because the Tang Dynasty had non-Han ancestry, its people were more open-minded than other purely Han Chinese dynasties. Furthermore, Tang society was prosperous, and women's pursuit of beauty was even greater than before, resulting in bolder clothing styles. It was quite similar to the attire of medieval European noblewomen. "Could I have traveled to the Tang Dynasty? No, that can't be right. I'm starting to doubt my earlier judgment." "Your Highness, where have you been? The Emperor summons you. What happened to you?" The woman spoke as she quickly approached me. "Your Highness!" A group of servants behind the woman knelt down to pay their respects—a truly magnificent sight. It was the first time I'd ever seen such a spectacle, and I almost cried out. "Your Highness's Consort, this old servant is fortunate enough to have encountered His Highness in the garden, but he seems to be quite seriously injured. What should we do? I'm afraid he cannot see the Emperor!" Old Gui Zi knelt down, bowed, and spoke. "Ah, what a beautiful young woman!" I hadn't been able to see her clearly from a distance, but up close, her willow-leaf eyebrows, like distant mountains, her beautiful, watery eyes, her delicate, jade-like nose, and her exquisitely crafted rosy lips seemed to melt your heart with every frown and smile, and her beautiful eyes seemed to reach the deepest recesses of your soul with every glance. Her slightly parted lips stirred all your desires. But the dignified, upright shape of her delicate nose made you hesitate. That face, so beautiful it seemed to possess an almost magical allure. Her already smooth, alabaster-like chest now appeared a thousand times smoother than the finest brocade, radiating an alluring glow and a captivating fragrance, and her undulating curves were utterly seductive. "Is this my wife, the Crown Princess? I'm going to faint!" Just as I was overjoyed, I suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground, unconscious. I don't know how much time passed, but the urge to urinate woke me from my slumber. I was lying on a soft couch. I lifted the bed curtains and struggled to sit up. "Your Highness, you're awake. Are you feeling better? I'm here to serve you. What would you like to do?" A sweet voice rang in my ears. By the flickering candlelight, a pretty face, both reproachful and delighted, appeared before me. Large, bright eyes, a delicate nose, cherry lips, and a petite figure—she was truly a lovely and endearing girl. She looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. "Who are you? Where is this? Where did that old devil go?" I asked three questions in quick succession, then leered at her. "Your Highness, I am Chunmei! You are in the Crown Prince's Palace. Who is that old devil?... Oh, you mean Steward Gui? He's gone to rest. What are your orders? Isn't there a servant here?" Chunmei knelt and bowed, glancing up at me. "Oh, get up quickly. Don't kneel; the floor is quite cold." I said, reaching out to pull her up. "Ah, this servant wouldn't dare," Chunmei said hastily, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. I knew I might be doing something inappropriate, and quickly recalled how to handle similar situations in period dramas I'd watched. "Oh, right, rise," I said hastily. The little maid slowly rose, head bowed, not daring to look at me. "Everything in ancient times is good, except for having to kneel all the time, it's so annoying. Luckily, it's others kneeling to me. If I were them, having to kneel to everyone would be worse than death. Why did the ancients insist on kneeling as a form of etiquette? If they used kissing as a form of etiquette, hehe..." I was lost in thought when a sudden urge to urinate reminded me. "Um... I need to pee—no, I mean, I need to relieve myself." Remembering the ancient terms, I quickly turned back. Chunmei curtsied and whispered, "Your Highness, please wait a moment." She turned and walked behind the screen. Just as I was wondering what was going on, Chunmei turned back, holding something that looked like a chamber pot. "Your Highness," Chunmei called softly, kneeling before me and placing the chamber pot between my legs. "Damn, did people in ancient times let others urinate like this?" I couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Thinking it over, and to avoid the same clumsy actions I'd made earlier, I simply pulled down my pants and relieved myself. It felt strange to take off my pants in front of a strange woman for the first time, and to have her hold the chamber pot for me. I'd been holding my pee so badly, but now that I actually needed to, I couldn't. Thinking back to before I came, I'd been peeping at girls urinating in the women's restroom, and now I was urinating in front of a strange woman. What goes around comes around. Lost in these thoughts, I couldn't urinate. After a while, seeing that I still hadn't urinated, Chunmei shyly raised her head slightly, glancing at me with alluring eyes. Just as I was wondering what to do, Chunmei gently put down the chamber pot, straightened up, and stretched her head between my legs, taking my penis into her mouth. When I realized what was happening, my mouth gaped open in disbelief. Chunmei didn't see me; she was just focused on licking my little brother. Her charming expression and her bright red lips were incredibly pleasurable. Instantly, my penis became erect. I had never experienced anything like this before. For a virgin like me, this was like one of the "Ten Greatest Tortures." I could only feel her fragrant tongue in her mouth, sometimes gently wiping, sometimes lightly flicking, using its utmost skill. In a moment of relaxation, my urine gushed out like a bursting dam. By the time I realized it, it was too late to stop. And so, my first time relieving myself in ancient times, I inexplicably ended up in the mouth of a pure and lovely young girl. Although I felt a little awkward, the sensation was incredibly pleasurable. Perhaps I had been holding my pee for too long; the amount was large, and I was urinating urgently, so a stream of urine spilled from the corner of Chunmei's mouth. Seeing this scene, nothing could be more lewd and decadent. But being a modern person, seeing the urine trickling down her neck, I hurriedly tried to wipe it off with my sleeve. Just as I was about to do so, Chunmei calmly pulled a scented handkerchief from her bosom and wiped away the urine. "From the skillful way he gave me oral sex earlier, to the calm way he wiped away the urine, it seems this isn't the first or second time she's done this," I thought to myself. "It seems this 'Prince' isn't a good person after all, actually letting someone do this kind of thing." Thinking of myself as the "Prince," I suddenly wondered what I looked like now—was I the same as before, or had I changed? Since the old devil and the others could recognize me as the "Prince," I was certain that my appearance hadn't changed. The question then becomes whether my original appearance is now the same as that of the Crown Prince. Finally, I finished urinating comfortably, completing what has been the most erotic journey of my life. Seeing that I was done, Chunmei took out another fragrant towel from her bosom and carefully wiped my penis clean. Once it was clean, she helped me put my pants back on. "Come on, get up," I said, gently lifting Chunmei. This time she didn't struggle and stood up shyly. After what had just happened, I felt a little awkward around her. I quickly changed the subject: "Um, Chunmei, where is the Crown Princess?" I asked, trying to make conversation. I inadvertently noticed a large bronze mirror on the dressing table beside the bed. I quickly walked to the mirror, and sure enough, as expected, the person in the mirror was not the same as before. I shook my head, looking myself up and down. "Much more handsome than before, almost like a pretty boy." Thinking of the stories of princes on white horses in later generations, I guess all princes are handsome. I felt relieved. When Chunmei answered, I was so focused on my appearance that I hadn't heard her clearly. "You just said where the Crown Princess is?" I asked again. "The Crown Princess is bathing in the Taiqing Pool," Chunmei replied. I had been worried about the Crown Princess..."Will the Crown Princess recognize me as the original Crown Prince? After all, they're a married couple; you can fool others, but you can't fool your spouse." Seeing my current appearance, I feel much more at ease. After all, I'm still the same Crown Prince, just with a different soul. As long as I'm careful, I shouldn't give myself away. "Should I go find the Crown Princess to find out about my current situation? After all, she's one of us; there shouldn't be any problems," I pondered. Then I thought of the Crown Princess bathing, and imagining that scene, my erection returned. "Chunmei, come, take me to see the Crown Princess," I said resolutely. Hearing this, Chunmei seemed quite hesitant, timidly saying, "Your Highness, shouldn't we not go? The Crown Princess will be back soon." Seeing the usually docile and obedient Chunmei about to refuse my request, I couldn't help but feel suspicious. "Alright, don't say anything more, just take me," I said, feigning annoyance. Chunmei's face shifted several expressions in an instant, finally seeming to have made a great decision. She curtsied to me and said "Okay," then found me some clothes to wear before leading me towards the "Taiqing Pool." Chapter Three: The Passionate Bath "The moon rises above the willow branches, a rendezvous after dusk." As I walked, I admired the scenery of this ancient palace. The corridors, adorned with palace lanterns, were deep and mysterious, and I felt a surge of anticipation for the beauty emerging from her bath that I was about to witness. After all, this was the inner garden of the imperial palace. Guards stood in rows along the corridors and paths, their armor clearly visible, sharp blades at their waists, and long spears in their hands, exuding an imposing aura. Patrol guards continued to pass by me, all kneeling in salute. I, too, imitated those in period dramas, asking and encouraging them a few questions. Along the way, I really thought I was some kind of crown prince. All the events of my past life now seemed like a dream. "Your Highness, look ahead, that's where the 'Taiqing Pool' is." I looked up and, amidst the vibrant reds and greens, a palace built of white stone came into view. Moonlight filtered through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows on the white stone walls. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves. I acknowledged and stepped inside. This "Taiqing Pool" was constructed entirely of white jade. Entering the palace, the interior space was vast, cleverly divided by snow-white silk ribbons. The floor was of varying heights, divided into three levels. Scattered stone lanterns emitted a soft candlelight. Occasionally, a gentle breeze would blow, causing the silk ribbons to flutter, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. The entire "Taiqing Pool" was shrouded in an ethereal mist, yet it was a perfect place for flirtation and pleasure. Two young women in palace attire stood on the steps, but due to the dim lighting, I couldn't make out their faces. When they saw me enter, they seemed quite flustered. I hastily knelt down, about to utter "Your Highness," but Chunmei behind me gestured to stop me. Seeing this, my doubts deepened. I ignored Chunmei and the others, lightly lifting the gauze curtain, and stepped upwards. This eighteen-foot-long gauze curtain hung from the high beams, layer upon layer, overlapping and overlapping. Walking through it was like walking in a fairyland, like the Jade Pavilion of Penglai. I climbed the steps, and soon arrived at the highest platform. The scene here was different. I saw that the platform was surrounded by brocade mats, with screens separating the areas. The brocade was embroidered with hundreds of flowers and plants, extremely lifelike. On the screens were paintings of ladies in palace attire, each with half-exposed breasts and skirts barely covering their bodies. In this half-concealed state, they exuded a myriad of charms and postures, displaying the utmost versatility. "Mmm... ah..." A soft moan came from behind the screen. Could the Crown Princess be having an affair? That low moan is clearly the sound a woman makes during intercourse. I may not have actually done it myself, but I've certainly seen it, haven't I? I remember watching plenty of porn with my dorm buddies during university. This kind of melodramatic sound is all too familiar. Thinking about Chunmei and the two palace-dressed girls' flustered and disoriented behavior, I was already about 80% sure. Thinking about it, I, the Crown Prince, am really unlucky. I just arrived in this ancient world and I've already been cuckolded. "That bastard, he's got some nerve, daring to cuckold me! I'll wipe out his entire family! All the men will be beheaded, and all the women will be mine to sleep with. When I'm done with them, I'll sell them all to brothels…" I made up my mind. "Oh…oh…oh…" That seductive moan rang out again. Actually, at that moment, I felt more jealousy than shame and indignation. I, the Crown Prince, hadn't even enjoyed the affections of my rightful wife, yet someone else had snatched her away—how humiliating! Behind the thin, gossamer-thin screen, a beautiful figure appeared. I was about to rush in when I suddenly felt someone grab my legs. I quickly looked down and saw Chunmei kneeling on the ground, desperately clinging to my legs, shaking her head repeatedly, her face streaked with tears, her makeup blurred, yet she looked like a pear blossom in the rain, pitifully beautiful. Her eyes were filled with anxiety. She had actually cried. I was stunned. "Why is she doing this? This girl has been so docile to me since I woke up. Even a fool would know she's very good to me. She would never harm me; she must have some unspeakable reason." Thinking it over carefully, I broke out in a cold sweat. In this vast palace, besides me, the Crown Prince, wasn't the only other man with a penis the Emperor? Could the adulterer be the Emperor? Thinking of this, I gently stroked Chunmei's hair, wiped away her tears with my sleeve, and nodded to her, indicating that I had made up my mind. Seeing that I understood, her face lit up with joy, and she smiled through her tears. I patted her small hands that were tightly wrapped around my legs, signaling her to let go. She stood up slowly, shyly. I held her delicate hand in mine, gazing at her with deep affection, my eyes filled with gratitude. Just then, the moans from behind the screen returned. I wanted to confirm my suspicions no matter what. I took Chunmei's hand and quietly peeked out from behind the screen. Looking down, I saw a woman's pink back emerging from the water, her skin like jade, her hair flowing freely. Even from behind, I knew she was an absolute beauty. Though my gaze was reluctant, I resolutely moved away from her jade-like skin, searching for the adulterer. The pool was large, yet there was no view of the adulterer. There was no sign of him. Could I have guessed wrong? Perhaps the Crown Princess was simply lonely in her boudoir, unable to find solace in self-pleasure. But what about Chunmei's actions just now? As my confidence wavered, a "white-haired" figure emerged from the water. It was an old man with white hair and a white beard; I hadn't noticed him because he was behind the Crown Princess. "This is probably that bastard father who stole his own daughter-in-law, the Emperor," I thought to myself. Sure enough, the woman's words confirmed my guess. "My beloved consort, your body is becoming increasingly voluptuous. I have three thousand beauties in my harem, but I only love you," the white-haired old man said. "Your Majesty, I am the Crown Prince's consort, when did I become your beloved consort?" The Crown Princess gave the "white-haired" man a coquettish glance, snuggled into his arms, and said defiantly. "Damn it, a pair of adulterers!" I cursed inwardly. "Ha...ha..., my beloved consort, actually, the reason I summoned the Crown Prince to see me today was because of your matter. I've made up my mind. I'll have him divorce you first, then you can become a nun. After a few years, I'll take you as my consort. This will also silence the ministers' gossip. What do you think?" the white-haired man asked with a smile. Upon hearing that he was to become a nun for several years, the Crown Princess's beautiful face changed slightly. However, she quickly regained her charming and adorable expression, and said obsequiously, "Your Majesty—, I will do whatever Your Majesty says, but not seeing Your Majesty for several years is worse than death for me!" "Oh..." the white-haired man pondered for a moment, then said, "How about I build you a Taiqing Nunnery in the palace, and you become a nun there?" "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty." The Crown Princess bowed quickly with a joyful expression. "Holy crap, could this old white-haired man be Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, and the Crown Princess be Yang Guifei? No, wait, Yang Guifei's original husband was Prince Shou, not some Crown Prince." I was about to faint again. Then I heard the old white-haired man lewdly say, "My beloved concubine, how was my performance just now? Hearing your moans, was it even more enjoyable than with the Crown Prince?" "Your Majesty," the Crown Princess called out coquettishly, pouting, "The Crown Prince is nowhere near as skilled as Your Majesty in playing with me. Just now, Your Majesty's hand was on my... oh, I can't say anymore, Your Majesty—you're bullying me again, I'm not going to do it anymore." "So this old white-haired man just fingered my wife. Looking at his age, his manhood isn't very useful anymore," I cursed. To my utter astonishment, the old white-haired man's next words were completely unexpected. "My beloved consort, it's truly strange. I lost my ability to perform sexually several years ago. But who would have thought that since that time we made love in this 'Taiqing Pool,' I've regained my virility! Haha, is this thanks to your jade nectar?" As he spoke, the old white-haired man glanced intently at the Crown Princess's private parts, even licking his finger that had been used in the pool. "Your Majesty is teasing me again. If Your Majesty says so, then so be it," the Crown Princess feigned anger, turning her back petulantly. "Ha...ha..., my little beauty is angry. Since it's thanks to your jade nectar, it can't be wasted. Let me drink a few more cups!" Without further ado, he picked up the Crown Princess, turned her around, and placed her beside the pool. The Crown Princess then half-heartedly climbed onto the jade steps. Just now, when the Crown Princess turned around, I was so startled that I quickly pulled my head back. Luckily, she didn't notice that I was now looking through the screen and seeing that both of them had their backs to me, I felt relieved. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Chunmei, and saw that the girl's cheeks were already flushed, and she was incredibly shy. It turned out that, without realizing it, she had been influenced by the lewd words and suggestive language exchanged between the two people inside, a scene straight out of a erotic brothel.My little brother was already standing at attention. Chunmei's almond-shaped eyes were full of spring, constantly glancing at me. "This little vixen's heart is fluttering." With both women inside and outside me captivated, I had no mind for shame, anger, or jealousy. What did the Crown Princess and the Emperor have to do with me? The green hat was worn by the former Crown Prince; I'd only met this Crown Princess once, and I couldn't even remember her face clearly. What affection could there be? But this little girl in front of me seemed quite interested in me. Why not take her for a spin tonight? Just as I was about to take this beauty back to my room to complete my first heroic feat, a few hesitant words from the Crown Princess behind the screen stopped me in my tracks. "Your Majesty...Your Majesty...I'm afraid...afraid...the Crown Prince...won't...divorce...your concubine...ah..." Hearing this, I curiously peeked out again, and good heavens, I felt something wet flowing from my nose (a nosebleed). The scene before me was no less impressive than the pornographic films I'd seen in my dorm! The Crown Princess was crawling on the edge of the pool like a female dog, her plump, round buttocks raised high, her legs spread wide, her hands stretched forward on the ground, her stalactite-shaped breasts swaying from side to side as her body moved, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden. And that old white-haired man, half-standing in the water, had his head buried between the Crown Princess's legs, licking her with loud smacking sounds. On the white-haired man's grizzled beard, I could vaguely see beads of water flowing down, I didn't know if it was pool water or "my wife's" vaginal fluid. Perhaps the old white-haired man's beard tickled the Crown Princess's spot, for her soft moans and gasps were interspersed with lewd laughter. While refilling the plate, the old white-haired man didn't forget to answer the Crown Princess's questions. "You don't need to worry about that, I've got it all covered. These past few years, the Crown Prince has become increasingly outrageous, spending his days playing and fooling around with petty thieves. If it weren't for the affection between the late Empress Li and me, and the fact that he's the eldest son—our dynasty's tradition is to favor the eldest son, not the youngest—I would have deposed him long ago." The old white-haired man added another mouthful of saliva and continued, "Besides, I've given him this great empire; do you think he'd dare refuse a woman I ask for?" With that, the old white-haired man resumed his cleaning duties. The Crown Princess, meanwhile, kept humming and groaning, it was unclear whether she had listened or not. I was thoroughly enjoying the performance when I felt someone tugging at my sleeve. Turning around, I saw the two palace-dressed girls who had been standing on the steps were now behind me. Chunmei was giving me frantic winks, urging me to leave quickly. In my haste, I hadn't had a chance to look closely, but now, upon closer inspection, the two girls were practically identical, their every smile and gesture exactly the same. However, they appeared to be a few years younger than Chunmei, and their breasts were still developing. Both girls looked troubled, exchanging glances with Chunmei and me. While twins are rare, they are not uncommon. But two women with such breathtaking beauty are one in a million. Finding even one like them in the world is difficult, let alone two identical ones. Even someone like Chunmei, in terms of looks alone, paled in comparison to them. "This place is not a place to linger. The two in the pool are currently engrossed in their lovemaking and probably won't notice what's happening outside the screen. And even if that old white-haired man regains his vigor, he won't last more than a few seconds. If they finish soon, I might be discovered." Besides, I don't want to implicate these three beauties. As the saying goes, "If not now, when?" With this in mind, I gently took Chunmei's hand, nodded to the two beauties, and stepped out of "Taiqing Pool." Although my face still showed a furrowed brow and glaring eyes in anger, my heart had already flown away. I was now planning to "polish" myself (the opposite of deflowering), ending my twenty-three-year virginity. And the one who would "polish" me was none other than the gentle and lovable Chunmei before me. Chapter Four: A Beauty's Allure "Chunmei, was the man who was just doing that illicit affair with the Crown Princess the Emperor? Did you all know all along, but only kept it from me?" Chunmei and I returned to the room where I had been sleeping. I plopped down on the edge of the bed, feigning anger and feigning ignorance. Chunmei was terrified and quickly knelt before the bed, her head bowed low, and whispered, "Your Highness, actually, I only found out a few days ago by chance from the gossip of the Qiulan and Dongju sisters. At first, I didn't believe it, but today I saw it for myself. Please forgive me, Your Highness." I pondered for a moment, then understood. Qiulan and Dongju must be that beautiful twin sister. Judging from their appearance, they must be the Crown Princess's personal maids. They would never speak of such an affair so casually. Chunmei probably knew there was some truth to the rumors. Perhaps she had even witnessed their affair. It's just that husbands are always the last to know about being cuckolded; this has been true throughout history and across cultures. Besides, Chunmei kept it from me, probably for my own good. After all, the adulterer is the emperor. If I found out and it caused a scene, it wouldn't do me any good; it would only add to my troubles. Who can blame her when the emperor is the most powerful man in the world? Thinking of this, I felt relieved. I got up and helped Chunmei up, saying softly, "Alright, I understand your intentions. Get up." "Thank you for not blaming Chunmei, Your Highness, but there's something I'm unsure whether I should say," Chunmei said hesitantly. "Oh, Chunmei, what is it? Please speak freely," I replied curiously. "Chunmei has served Your Highness for over three years and knows your every move intimately. But since Your Highness returned injured in the garden today, your behavior has been completely different from before. Though it's a detail, it couldn't escape my notice. Just now, Your Highness even asked me if the person bathing with the Crown Princess was the Emperor. Does Your Highness not even recognize your own father?" Chunmei stammered. "Oh no, she's suspicious. I knew something was wrong. Although I have the body of this Crown Prince, my soul has changed. It's hard to guarantee that those familiar with me won't have doubts." I forced myself to remain calm and rebuked sharply, "Do you think I, this Your Highness, am a fake?" "Chunmei wouldn't dare, and I know Your Highness is definitely real. I just don't know what happened to Your Highness today that..." Chunmei didn't finish her sentence. On the surface, I remained as if nothing was wrong, but inside, I was in turmoil. I racked my brains for an explanation. Although I was still the same Crown Prince, it was inevitable that some of my behavior would be out of character. "What should I do?" Thinking it over, a sudden idea struck me. "Chunmei," I called out, trying to make my voice as gentle as possible, "Since you've asked, I won't hide it from you. However, this matter cannot be easily mentioned to outsiders. Today, while strolling in the garden, I met an old immortal. He said my past actions were too absurd, and that a great calamity was about to befall the world, which I must save. So, he gave me a dream, allowing me to see my past and future lives, and erased all my past memories, allowing me to be reborn." The ancients often believed in ghosts and spirits, and using this story to explain my transformation seemed plausible. Thinking about the ancient supernatural phenomena, perhaps they arose from similar circumstances? This realization made me feel at ease. Sure enough, Chunmei believed me. She said happily, "I knew Your Highness was blessed by the gods and would surely become a wise and virtuous ruler." "Haha, Chunmei, let me ask you, what's my name, and what dynasty are we living in?" Thanks to my explanation earlier, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to ask such a question. Since Chunmei already knew my story, she naturally had no doubts. She said slowly, "Your Highness, our dynasty is called Hua, and the imperial surname is Liu. Your Highness is the eldest son of the current emperor, and your given name is Mang." "Liu Mang? Never heard of him. Hua Dynasty? I've never heard of it either. What dynasty is this?" "Xia, Shang, and Western Zhou, Eastern Zhou is divided into two dynasties, Spring and Autumn and Warring States,..." I muttered the dynasty song I memorized in school. "Your Highness, what are you saying?" Chunmei looked at me strangely. "Oh, nothing. By the way, have you heard of the Qin, Han, and Tang dynasties?" These three dynasties are very famous in Chinese history. Although the Qin Dynasty only lasted two generations, it laid the foundation for China's feudal dynasties. The Han Dynasty, beginning with Emperor Wu, launched northern expeditions against the Xiongnu, indirectly altering European history and, more importantly, opening the Silk Road, bridging East and West. The Tang Dynasty was even more remarkable. The Reign of Zhenguan ushered in a golden age; Empress Wu and Empress Wu Zetian seized the opportunity, attracting tribute from all nations. This magnificent epic of Chinese feudal history played its most beautiful and stirring note, cementing the immortal legend of this only female emperor in Chinese history. "This servant hasn't read many books. How can there be so many dynasties? Isn't there only the Hua Dynasty in this world?" Chunmei asked, puzzled. Thinking about my understanding of history, in ancient times, not many people could attend school and read books, so it's possible they didn't know much about history. It's normal that Chunmei, a lowly palace maid, wouldn't know much about history. It's unlikely I could get detailed information about my current era from her. "Oh, right, Your Highness, if you want to know about these dynasties, why not consult the Crown Prince's tutor? He's the most learned person in the court," Chunmei suggested. "Oh, the Crown Prince's tutor? That's my teacher. Looks like that's the only way," I thought to myself. Now that my worries were over, the grand "polishing" project I'd been contemplating resurfaced, like a worm crawling in my mind. The "reality show" I'd just watched for free was already making me a little suspicious of things going wrong."Yes." I pulled Chunmei into my arms, my hands roughly caressing her breasts. Suddenly remembering something, I asked, "Chunmei, you just said I must be the real Crown Prince. Does this mean I have a mark?" Chunmei nodded coquettishly in my arms, bringing her cherry-like lips close to my ear, whispering, "Your Highness, you really do have a mark! It's a big mole right here... right here..." Chunmei trailed off, her eyes fixed intently on my little brother. Seeing this, I knew exactly what she meant. "Heh, my little brother has a mole, how strange! Does that make me a one-horned man?" I thought to myself. "My clothes are falling loose, yet I have no regrets, for the beauty who shames me is so charming." I gazed lovingly at the little beauty in my arms, and she silently returned my gaze. The earth seemed to stop turning, all was silent, except for the flickering of the red candle flame and the beating of our hearts. "Thank you," I finally said, uttering the words I had longed to say. Since arriving in this ancient world, Chunmei was the first woman I had ever met who truly cared for me, and soon I would be her my confidante, the first woman to end my virginity (psychologically). In truth, it's not just women who are deeply impressed and devoted to the first man they sleep with; men are no different. At this moment, Chunmei was truly the most beautiful woman in the world in my eyes. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," the ancients were right! Chunmei was sitting on my left thigh, leaning against me, her small hands around my neck, her head tilted forward, her breath warm against my ear. "Naughty!" I teased with a laugh. "Talk is cheap, action is foolish, action and words are the real deal," I said sweetly, my hands moving as I spoke. My left hand slipped inside Chunmei's clothes from behind, touching her smooth, warm skin. I moved up and grasped her small, delicate breasts. Though not large, they were incredibly elastic and felt wonderful to the touch, a testament to her youth. I playfully pinched one of her nipples, eliciting a soft, seductive moan from her. My right hand, however, moved downhill, gently lifting her skirt and heading straight for her most intimate spot. My fingers traveled up her inner thigh, pulling off her underpants to reveal a warm, moist patch. My five fingers paused briefly before heading straight for her secret place. "Oh…" a soft cry escaped her lips. "Your Highness, be gentle," Chunmei whispered in my ear. Although I'd watched plenty of porn, in this real situation, my hands were inevitably clumsy. Just now, it was because I caressed Chunmei's private parts a little too roughly that I earned Yu Ren's reproach, "Your Highness, shall we get on the bed?" Yu Ren's words startled me from my naivety. I picked up Chunmei and laid her flat on the soft couch. Her jade-like body lay there, her breasts half-naked, her cheeks flushed, her almond eyes filled with spring, her hairpins scattered and her books disheveled—what a sensual picture of a court lady in springtime! I pounced on her like a hungry tiger, climbing on top of her and busying myself with my hands all over her body. This woman's body was truly wonderful in many ways; I wished I had more hands to enjoy it all. "Your Highness, don't rush. Let me take off my clothes first. Look how wrinkled my clothes are; how am I supposed to wear them tomorrow?" Chunmei pleaded. I thought she was right; "sharpening the axe doesn't delay the work." It would be better to take off her clothes so she wouldn't get in the way. It's true what they say, "Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me." Perhaps Confucius himself grasped this truth during his first sexual encounter with a woman. Undressing a beauty is such a pleasure; how could I let it slip by? "My lady, don't move. I can do it myself." "Your Highness—" Hearing me call her "my lady" and myself "my husband," the young woman trembled in surprise, then her face lit up with ecstasy. Her beautiful eyes closed lightly, letting me do as I pleased. I gently loosened her robes, revealing her fair, snow-white arms. A bright red bodice concealed her voluptuous breasts. "Why are there so many marks?" Because the room was dimly lit, I couldn't see clearly. Following the lines down Chunmei's shoulders, there were several faint bruises. I forcefully ripped off the scarlet bodice, and the scene before me left me utterly astonished. Chunmei's upper body was covered in whip marks, crisscrossing, especially her breasts, which were a truly horrible sight. A large bruise, purple-red in color, was horribly gruesome. "Chunmei, what happened? Who hurt you like this? Tell me quickly, I'll never forgive them!" For the first time, I felt a pang of heartache, as if the welts were striking my own body. Is this love? Chunmei slowly opened her eyes, her gaze fixed intently on me. "Could it be me?" My mouth gaped open, even more astonished. Did I, the Crown Prince, used to enjoy SM? I've always believed women are meant to be cherished and loved. While mild SM in the bedroom is harmless as long as it doesn't harm the body, and can even add spice, I could never do something to injure a woman's body like this. "Your Highness, please don't misunderstand. You didn't do this. It was…it was…the Crown Princess did this when you and Your Highness were making love." Chunmei quickly explained, seeing my distress. From Chunmei's words, I finally understood the truth. It turns out that before I was impregnated, I, the Crown Prince, was a perverted masochist, and the Crown Princess naturally played the role of a sadomasochistic queen. During our intimate moments, we would play sadomasochistic games to our hearts' content. However, because I was the Crown Prince, even the Crown Princess dared not arbitrarily harm my body. At most, she would just ride me like a horse or lick my smelly feet. The actual harm, however, fell on Chunmei, my personal maid who had served me for many years. What Chunmei did for me when I relieved myself just now was a game that the three of us often played. "Damn, it's really fucking lewd! To outsiders, this inner palace is magnificent and glamorous, but inside it is so filthy and disgusting. I've already seen incest and SM, I wonder what other exciting things they have up their sleeves, it's so incredibly fun!" I'm not some moralist. Listening to Chunmei talk about these palace secrets and bedroom anecdotes, I was already incredibly excited. But when I saw Chunmei's body covered in wounds, I felt ashamed of my earlier thoughts. Humans are truly strange creatures. "Chunmei, I'm sorry," I said apologetically. "Your Highness, please don't say that. That would be too much for me! I belong to Your Highness in life and in death. Since entering the palace to serve Your Highness, my heart has only belonged to you. To make Your Highness happy, Chunmei would be willing to die." Chunmei paused, took a breath, and continued, "Besides, Your Highness has always been very good to Chunmei. Most of these injuries were inflicted by the Crown Princess. Every time I'm injured, Your Highness personally takes care of me, comforts me, and finds someone to treat my wounds. What kind of person am I to receive the Crown Prince's love and care…?" Chunmei looked on with tears of gratitude. Seeing Chunmei say this, I felt a strange sadness. Humans are truly the most terrifying animals in the world, because only humans enslave their own kind, and often with all sorts of high-sounding reasons and preaching. The original enslavement seemed to have become the norm. Even those who were enslaved believed it was right, and they stubbornly upheld this so-called morality and etiquette. Looking at Chunmei before me, and thinking back to the era I came from, although the forms were different, the essence remained the same—truly, this has been true throughout history. How pathetic, how lamentable… “Sigh, let’s cherish the person in front of us.” I gently sealed Chunmei’s lips with my hand, stopping her from continuing. I said affectionately, “Alright, Chunmei, I already know your feelings, don’t say anymore. I will cherish you from now on and never let you suffer any harm again, okay?” “Mmm…” Chunmei closed her eyes again, infinitely infatuated, waiting for the storm to come. Only the body of the woman I loved could soothe the helplessness and sadness in my heart. I quickly took off my clothes and reached out to remove the last barrier on Chunmei’s body: her moon-white underpants. Chapter Five: My Wish Fulfilled The moon-white panties slowly slipped down, revealing the girl's most private parts. My hands trembled inexplicably, my heart pounding. My gaze swept down from Chunmei's shapely breasts to her flat stomach, without an ounce of fat, and further down to her smooth mons pubis. "Hmm? Chunmei, why don't you have any pubic hair? Are you a 'white tiger' or something?" I asked excitedly, as if I had found a treasure. "Oh..." Before I had even moved much, this little girl was already aroused. "Your Highness, what's a 'white tiger'? Didn't you shave my pubic area?" "What? You shaved it off? Damn, I, the Crown Prince, have quite a wide range of tastes. I've only ever seen this kind of thing in porn before. I'll have to try it sometime. Hehe." I thought to myself. "Wife, spread your legs and let your husband take a good look at your treasure!" I teased. Chunmei half-heartedly let me spread her legs, and now the little girl's position was exactly "big" in the shape of a peach blossom, a perfect view. This was the first time I had observed a woman's private parts so closely. Fortunately, Chunmei's lower body didn't seem to have been abused. Apart from the shaved pubic hair, everything else was intact and flawless. "The light is too dim, I can't see anything clearly." I complained inwardly. Chunmei lay on the bed for a long time without me making any real moves.Curious, I opened my eyes and looked down. What I saw made me so ashamed I wanted to disappear into the ground. It turned out that because the light was too dim to see Chunmei's beauty clearly, I had taken a candle from the candlestick. Now, I held the red candle, carefully examining Chunmei's peach garden. I saw Chunmei's petals parting slightly, her vulva swelling, and her opening slowly releasing a trickle of nectar, making the entrance to her peach garden a muddy mess, radiating an alluring glow in the candlelight. I gently parted her opening with my fingers. Within that flower path and jade chamber, pink petals met in layers, seemingly endless. "My wife, so beautiful," I exclaimed sincerely. I don't know if she heard me, she just made two soft "oh" sounds. "Ah...ah..." I hadn't moved much, why was she moaning so urgently? I was wondering what was going on when I noticed that I had been so engrossed in watching the spectacle that I had accidentally spilled candle wax on her thighs and mons pubis. "This little hussy really has a knack for being abused," I couldn't help but remark. "My lady, I'm coming." I straightened Chunmei's shapely buttocks, hoisted her legs onto my shoulders, and thrust my already erect member into her opening. "Smack..." I felt a sharp pain in my lower body, and Chunmei shuddered at the impact. It turned out that I had used too much force and the angle of my thrust had been off, causing me to hit Chunmei's buttocks. "Your Highness—" Chunmei cried out sweetly, then reached out and grabbed my member, guiding it towards the source of endless pleasure. With a heart-wrenching cry from Chunmei, my member entered Chunmei's body deeply. Drops of blood were scattered on the soft brocade quilt. "Ah..." Slowly, Chunmei adapted to the sensation of my penis filling her chest, her waist swaying like a serpent. At first, I felt a little tenderness, but by this point, I couldn't care less. All those techniques from those erotic novels—the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, the tight sealing of the sluice gate—were long forgotten. Now, all I knew was to thrust... thrust... and thrust again. Chunmei's tender flower path gripped my penis tightly, as if a thousand tiny hands were caressing it. "Ah..." It was my first time making love, and with a final moan, my accumulated essence of over twenty years shot out. To my shame, this time, my lovemaking with Chunmei lasted less than a hundred thrusts before I hastily surrendered. "Your Highness, Chunmei felt so good." Seeing my embarrassment, Chunmei quickly came over to flatter me. Only then did I notice the bloodstains on the bed. "Chunmei, are you still a virgin?" I asked doubtfully. "Your Highness, when you used to make love with the Crown Princess, you only whipped me, but never favored me. But now, I am finally truly Your Highness's woman, and I am so happy!" Chunmei said with a look of ecstasy. "Damn, it seems that I, the Crown Prince, wasn't just a pervert before, I was an idiot. Such a beautiful woman, and I only looked but didn't touch her. I was sick, absolutely sick." I had already defined my body's former owner in my mind. Physical defects plus mental instability. Thinking about it, wasn't I cursing myself? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but spit on my own jinx. Chunmei had already sat up from the bed, reluctantly snuggling into my arms. I know that women are especially attached to a man's embrace after making love. "Chunmei, look, it's all flowing out." It turned out that due to the position, the semen I had just ejaculated into Chunmei's body had flowed out again along her vaginal canal. At this moment, Chunmei's private parts were a complete mess, with semen mixed with vaginal fluid, and the room was filled with a strong sexual smell. "What?...Oh dear..." Chunmei didn't understand me at first, but when she looked down and saw the scene I described, she became even more shy and flustered. "Your Highness, let me take care of it." Seeing that my limp penis was also a mess, Chunmei quickly took a fragrant towel from beside her pillow and hastily wiped her lower body. Then, she bent down and took my penis into her mouth, cleaning the battlefield with her small mouth. In a short while, under the service of Chunmei's cherry-like mouth, my penis was once again proud and erect. This restored some of my face, but it frightened the beautiful woman beside me. "Your Highness, I really can't take it anymore, so please let me serve Your Highness with my mouth." Chunmei said timidly. I knew she had just lost her virginity, and her flower garden was delicate; how could it withstand further ravaging? I chuckled and said, "Alright, don't be afraid. Have you forgotten what I told you earlier? From now on, I won't let you suffer any more grievances. Let's call it a day. There's plenty of time in the future. It's getting late. Come, let me hold my sweet baby and get some sleep." Hearing me say that, she was clearly relieved. But as soon as she heard that I wanted to hold her to sleep, she immediately tensed up again. "Ah! No, no, no. Your Highness, the Crown Princess should be back soon. I have other things to do. Let me serve Your Highness to sleep first." Chunmei seemed to suddenly wake up from her blissful reverie, her face filled with fear and apprehension. "Could it be that Chunmei is afraid of the Crown Princess? It's strange, really. Since Chunmei has been involved in BDSM with the Crown Prince and his wife, she's still a virgin. It doesn't make sense to say the problem lies with the Crown Prince. It would be more reasonable to say the problem lies with the Crown Princess." Thinking of this, I became even angrier. "Crown Princess, hmph, Chunmei, don't mention that 'bitch' in front of me again!" I said angrily. "Who's the 'bitch'?" A clear, sharp rebuke came from outside the door. My "bitch wife," the Crown Princess, barged in at that moment, followed by two maids, the twins Qiulan and Dongju. When Chunmei saw the Crown Princess return, she trembled with fear. She hurriedly scrambled off the bed, knelt on the ground, and grabbed whatever was on the bed to cover her body without even putting on her clothes. Her face was deathly pale. Even kneeling there, she kept trembling and couldn't utter a word. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. "This Crown Prince isn't the same one as before. Who do you think you are, daring to act so arrogantly in front of me? Bah!" I thought to myself. I stood up, without even putting on my clothes, first pulling the pitiful Chunmei up and hiding her behind me, then glaring angrily at that "bitch," and coldly saying, "Who's the bitch knows herself. Do I need to tell you?" Actually, I didn't want to fall out with the Crown Princess right now. After all, I was new here and didn't know much about the situation. Exposing her relationship with the Emperor now would do me more harm than good. The Crown Princess was initially taken aback, looking up at me with surprise. It was as if she was saying, "What's wrong with me today? How dare you talk back to me?" Thinking back, I, the previous Crown Prince, was a pushover; she could manipulate me however she wanted. However, the Crown Princess was, after all, the Crown Princess. A woman who could become the Crown Princess and eventually the Empress was no ordinary woman. From her initial fury upon entering the room to her astonishment at my sarcastic remark, it all happened in the blink of an eye. In its place was a radiant smile, a charming and slightly reproachful expression. The face was still the same, the smile still captivating, but to me, it appeared grotesque and terrifying. The hairs on my back stood on end. "Your Highness, is your injury better? If you're not feeling well, don't get up. Look, the summer night air is chilly; don't catch a cold." Saying this, she personally fetched a robe from the bed and draped it over me. "Your Majesty, I'll take my leave now. Let Chunmei serve you in bed." "Chunmei, serve His Highness well, and I won't mistreat you." She glanced at Chunmei. In that single glance, I caught the malice and cruelty in her eyes. Watching the Crown Princess leave the palace, Chunmei nearly fainted. I looked at the Crown Princess's retreating figure, then at Chunmei curled up on the floor. My heart was filled with mixed emotions, and I felt incredibly uncomfortable. The erotic scene from earlier had completely ruined my interest after the Crown Princess's outburst. Besides, the Crown Princess's gaze as she left kept lingering in my mind. "A green snake at the mouth of a bamboo bowl, a wasp at the tail of its stinger—neither is poisonous, but the most poisonous is a woman's heart." I reminded myself that I needed to be more wary of her in the future. I carried Chunmei to the bed and held her in my arms, still feeling her shock. I comforted her, "Chunmei, don't be afraid, I'm here." And so, Chunmei and I drifted off to sleep... ********** ... "What? Assassins? Oh no, can I be that unlucky? I just arrived in ancient times and already got cuckolded, and before I can even get rid of that, assassins have appeared. Could they be here to kill me, the crown prince?" I muttered to myself. But then I thought again, and a bit more joy and anticipation returned. "Coming to the palace as an assassin, naturally the first person they'll assassinate is that old white-haired emperor. What am I, the crown prince, afraid of? Zhenzhu, Yesu, Jade Emperor, please unleash your divine power and let those bastard assassins kill that old white-haired guy. Then I, the crown prince, will be rich!" I secretly swore and cursed. "Your Highness, I heard someone outside shouting that there are assassins!" Chunmei was also awakened by the shouts outside. At this moment, she was hurriedly looking for clothes to put on. "Where are you going? It's so chaotic outside right now, don't wander around!" I said with concern. "Your Highness, please rest assured. There are so many guards in the palace; nothing will happen. I'll go out and take a look, and then I'll come back and report to Your Highness on the situation outside. Besides, even if a palace maid like me encounters an assassin, nothing will happen to me." Chunmei was quick on her feet, and soon...Preparations were complete. I thought about it and realized she had a point. As the crown prince, it wouldn't be right to ignore an assassin in the palace. And going out alone was indeed too dangerous. Who told me to be so timid? I didn't want to be killed before even a day had passed since I became crown prince in this ancient era. "Alright, Chunmei, hurry back." I nodded, agreeing to Chunmei's suggestion. Watching Chunmei quickly walk out of the palace gate, my right eyelid kept twitching. "Left eye twitching means good fortune, right eye twitching means bad luck. Could something bad be about to happen to me again?" I couldn't help but think. "Pah, pah, pah, what a jinx!" Still worried, I got up and dressed. I figured I should find something to protect myself. I started searching the room. I didn't find a single weapon, not even a fruit knife. But I did find a crown prince's exit pass. Holding the pass in my hand, I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself. "What use is this thing now?" Just then, I suddenly felt a gust of wind behind me, and a cold sword was pressed against my neck. "It's over, it's an assassin, why is my life so miserable?" I cried out inwardly. "Don't make a sound, are you the Crown Prince?" the newcomer asked coldly. Although the voice was cold, it was clearly a woman's voice. It is said that people can always perform beyond their potential in emergency situations. My mind was also racing at this moment, and I would do anything to save my life. "Great hero, spare my life, I am not the Crown Prince. I am just a eunuch in the palace." I cried as I turned around and knelt in front of the assassin. "Great hero, great hero, please don't kill me, I really am just a eunuch, you can see for yourself." I pretended to unzip my pants to show her. "You...you...don't move." The female assassin said coquettishly. "Yes, yes, I won't move." I thought to myself, "That was close! This risky move was out of necessity." "Since you're not the Crown Prince, what are you doing in his palace? What are you holding?" the assassin asked again. I had already prepared my explanation, and I quickly said in a tearful voice, "I came to the Crown Prince's palace to steal his exit pass. I committed a serious offense recently, and I fear that if I'm investigated later, I'll lose my life. So, tonight, when I heard shouts outside about catching assassins, I took advantage of the chaos to steal the pass and sneak out of the palace tomorrow. I never expected to encounter a great hero like you! Please spare my life!" I cried and kowtowed,

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