[Classical] Springtime in the West Chamber

Zhang Junrui was a dashing and talented scholar, while Cui Yingying was the daughter of a high-ranking official, possessing a stunning figure and captivating beauty. Although Zhang Junrui had never been close to women, he had long harbored a gentlemanly interest in graceful ladies. Yingying, on the other hand, was of marriageable age but had reached the age of blossoming youth and was already experiencing sexual desire; the young woman's heart was stirred. When this pair of infatuated lovers met, the flames of love in their hearts were naturally ignited...

In the west wing, tranquility and leisure filled the air, accompanied by the sound of reading aloud.

The scholar Zhang Junrui was diligently studying there, preparing for the imperial examinations in the capital the following year to gain fame and fortune.

As the night deepened and the insects chirped incessantly, Zhang put down his book, stretched out his arms, and yawned.

Gazing out the window, the moon cast shimmering shadows, and in the distance, the faint sound of women's laughter drifted…

"Strange!" Zhang Sheng thought to himself, "I'm staying at Puji Temple, a Buddhist temple, full of monks. Where did this woman's noise come from?"

He listened again, but the noise had vanished.

Zhang Sheng didn't think much of it, picked up his book to continue reading, but for some reason, his mind was in turmoil.

The woman's laughter made it impossible for him to concentrate.

"Sigh, I've been reading for a long time; a break is necessary," Zhang Sheng comforted himself.

He pushed open the door to the courtyard, a gentle breeze blowing, the air exceptionally fresh. Zhang Sheng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Puji Temple was large; Zhang Sheng stayed in the west wing, engrossed in his studies, but had never explored the other parts of the temple.

Tonight, since he couldn't concentrate on his studies anyway, he decided to take a walk and headed towards the back garden.

The back garden was a secluded, winding path, deserted by a single soul. As Zhang Sheng walked,

he felt a chill run down his spine from the jagged rocks, ancient trees, and vines on either side, their shapes terrifying. The mournful cries of strange birds only added to the eeriness. A frail scholar, already timid, he felt a cold shiver run down his spine.

"Fame and fortune are important, fame and fortune are important!"

he muttered, turning back as an excuse.

He hadn't gone two steps when he suddenly heard a woman's laughter again.

Zhang Sheng's heart skipped a beat!

His courage suddenly surged, and he quickened his pace, following the sound.

After a while, he realized he was lost!

The woman's laughter had disappeared again. He turned left and right, unable to find his way out.

"Could I have encountered a vixen?"

This thought filled him with anxiety. Looking around, he saw shadowy figures, like ghosts... and then came

the piercing cry of a bird! It sent a shiver down his spine!

Zhang Sheng trembled, filled with regret for not studying and instead wandering into this back garden.

"If I encounter a fox spirit, I'll be doomed!" Zhang Sheng lamented to himself.

He ran as fast as he could, not bothering to discern directions, just following any path he could find.

"Anyway, paths are for people to walk on, and if there's a path, it must lead to a place where people live! Ghosts don't need to walk!"

Zhang Sheng ran breathlessly along a grassy path, until a small building came into view.

Red bricks and yellow tiles, red palace lanterns—the building wasn't large, but it was exquisite, clearly not a monk's residence.

"Perhaps, some scholar, like me, is using this Puji Temple to study diligently?"

Zhang Sheng was also a young man, and he was feeling quite bored studying alone, wanting someone to keep him company. So he climbed the steps.

A sliver of light faintly shone through the gauze window of the small building.

Zhang Sheng raised his hand to knock on the door, then stopped.

"It's late, I'd be so embarrassed to wake them."

He thought for a moment, then quietly walked to the window, thinking, "I'll check first; if the person inside is asleep, I won't disturb them."

He peeked closer to the screen window and stared inside. Zhang Sheng was stunned!

Inside, a young woman with long hair was bathing in a large tub…

She sat in the tub, her breasts half-exposed, her legs slightly raised…

Zhang Sheng was dumbfounded!

“Don’t look! Don’t look!”

A moral conscience berated him.

But though his conscience was condemning him, his legs wouldn’t obey him.

His eyes also wouldn’t obey him, wide open, staring intently at the room, as if trying to get a full look at the exposed spring scenery!

His heart pounded wildly, a mixture of tension, curiosity, greed, and excitement…

and something else was even more out of control, swelling and hardening without him realizing it…

The woman in the tub slowly washed her hair, her beautiful testicles, her long arms…

As she washed, her hands moved to her breasts…

Zhang Sheng’s whole body went numb!

She cupped her hands, gently rubbing her nipples…

Zhang Sheng's heart pounded wildly, almost leaping out of his throat!

She caressed her breasts, her slender fingers gently kneading them, letting out soft moans…

"Mmm…mmm…ah…oh…ah…"

Her face was flushed, incredibly alluring, her eyes half-open, seemingly lost in ecstasy…

Zhang Sheng had never seen such a stimulating sight in his life; he felt his blood rush through his veins…

"Mmm…ah…" Her pearly teeth gently bit her cherry-red lips, the moans escaping her nostrils growing louder…

Zhang Sheng had never heard such a sound before. He hadn't expected a woman's moans to be so beautiful…

The woman inside, playing with her breasts, was lost in ecstasy when she suddenly heard a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" she asked alertly.

"Miss, it's me." A female voice answered from outside the door, "I'm Hongniang."

"Wait a moment." The young lady in the bathtub stood up...

Her long, slender legs were as white as snow, as smooth as white jade...

At the tips of her thighs, a small patch of dark hair...

Zhang Sheng gripped the wall tightly with both hands, a fierce impulse surging within him, almost uncontrollable...

The young lady, naked, stepped forward and opened the door. A young girl dressed as a maid entered.

"That's Hongniang," Zhang Sheng

thought to himself. "Hongniang, what brings you here?" the young lady asked with a smile.

"Miss, the old lady sent me to inform you that we're going to the Buddhist hall to offer incense soon!"

"I know, help me dry off."

The young lady, her body dripping wet, stood on the red carpet. Hongniang took a large red cloth and gently wiped her...

Zhang Sheng stared intently, his mouth agape, wishing he could swallow those fleshy peaks whole...

Knowing the play was over, Zhang Sheng dared not linger any longer and quietly returned to the west wing.

"Alright, enough of this absurdity!"

Moral condemnation overwhelmed him again. Zhang Sheng quickly washed himself with cold water and calmed himself.

"Alas! How could I be so despicable?"

he lamented, blaming himself. "How could I, Zhang Junrui, a gentleman, commit such a beastly act of voyeurism?"

He couldn't help but slap himself, then looked at the portrait of Confucius hanging on the wall and bowed three times to show his repentance.

Then, he straightened his shoes and clothes, went to his desk, sat down, picked up his book, and continued reading…

However, the black and white words on the page disappeared without his noticing, and what appeared was the young lady's naked body...

He hurriedly closed the book and shut his eyes...

But the image of the young lady taking a bath still lingered in his mind...

Strange, after studying for more than ten years and receiving more than ten years of education, how could he not resist this female body?
He felt both guilty and pained.

Just then, the monk Fa Cong from Puji Temple brought tea, and Zhang Sheng pulled him close…

“Fa Cong, are you holding a ceremony tonight?”

“Yes, today is the fifteenth of August. It’s our temple’s custom to hold a Buddhist ceremony to worship Heaven at midnight.”

“Are there any outsiders attending?”

“Yes! The late Prime Minister Cui’s wife and daughter, Cui Yingying, will be attending.”

“Strange, why would two women attend a ceremony at midnight?”

“Oh, Puji Temple was once destroyed by fire and was rebuilt with funds from Prime Minister Cui. After the Prime Minister passed away in the capital, his wife transported his coffin back to her hometown. Passing by this temple, the abbot decided to hold a 49-day Buddhist ceremony to help him pass on. Therefore, the wife and daughter are temporarily staying in the temple’s back garden.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sheng realized she was the Prime Minister’s daughter. No wonder she was so elegant and beautiful!

"Fa Cong, may I participate in this Buddhist ceremony?"

"No, apart from the Old Madam and Miss, all outsiders are refused entry!"

"Fa Cong, please help me, let me participate just once?"

"No, the abbot will punish me if he finds out."

"Fa Cong, here's ten taels of silver, please help me!"

The gleaming silver was placed before him, and Fa Cong was tempted.

"How about this, you hide inside the big belly of Maitreya Buddha..."

It turned out that the large Maitreya Buddha statue in the temple was hollow, its belly large enough to hold a person.

So, Zhang Sheng threw aside his books, forgetting Confucius and his conscience.

He hurriedly followed Fa Cong to the temple. It was still early, and no one was there, so Zhang Sheng hid inside the Buddha statue.

He waited until midnight when the solemn ceremony began.

The Maitreya Buddha's navel was a small hole, through which everyone in the temple could be seen.

Zhang Sheng pressed his eye close to the small hole and peered out…

In the Buddhist hall, there stood an elderly woman with white hair—the Prime Minister's wife. Beside her stood Cui Yingying.

She was completely different now than when she was bathing.

Her pretty face was carefully powdered, rouged, and lipstick applied; her eyebrows were done, her face painted, and she wore earrings—she was ten times more beautiful than before!

Zhang Sheng was instantly stunned!

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