The Prince's Tutor and the Crown Princess

Some people often say that once a woman has a child, sex becomes unimportant because she has found emotional support. I think that person is either not a woman, or a delusional jerk making baseless assumptions, or simply sexually frigid. Lady Su was a woman, a perfectly normal woman, and a stunningly beautiful, well-educated, and understanding woman. She was noble, intelligent, and compassionate. If it weren't for Lady Su, Crown Prince Li Chengqian, who had committed a heinous crime, would undoubtedly have faced execution. Li Shimin spared the Crown Prince's treason precisely because he saw the virtue of his daughter-in-law, Lady Su.

Early autumn in Chang'an was sunny and breezy, and the flowers showed no signs of fading. After lunch, Prince Li Xiang played for a while and was led by a palace maid to his bedroom for a nap. Jia Yilie was preparing to recount a passage from the Analects to Prince Li Xiang when he woke up in the afternoon. Li Xiang had come to regard his teacher as someone as important as his mother. His father was becoming increasingly distant to him. He always found his teacher's words comforting and learned many principles of life from him. He had developed a complete attachment to Jia Yilie as his teacher.

Jia Yilie was an absolutely competent teacher; in today's terms, he was a true "model worker." Every time he lectured Li Xiang, he would consult with the Crown Princess, Lady Su. Such communication was crucial to Li Xiang's education, as a mother's understanding of her child far surpasses that of a teacher. As Jia Yilie approached the Crown Princess's room to knock and report on Li Xiang's studies, he suddenly heard a faint, peculiar sound coming from inside. "Could it be the Crown Prince has returned?" This was Jia Yilie's first thought. Although he was still a virgin, Jia Yilie, having read many books, could still discern such an embarrassing sound. Only a man and a woman would make such a sound. He felt he should leave immediately, but then he felt something was strange. Why were there no guards outside? Normally, there would be guards on duty when the Crown Prince returned. Was the Crown Princess unwell? Or had he misheard? He decided to check his judgment through the crack in the window. What he saw inside stunned him. The usually dignified and gentle Crown Princess lay on the couch, her underwear pulled down to her knees, her fair thighs completely exposed. One of her hands was caressing her crotch, her eyes closed, emitting soft, heart-pounding moans, her face filled with pleasure. As her hand moved away, Jia Yilie saw the fleshy cleft between her legs and the watery fluid on her hand. He was mesmerized, even forgetting the sage's teachings. He didn't know why he couldn't look away. Then he saw something even more arousing: the Crown Princess pulled up her low-cut dress, revealing a pair of snow-white, pink, and high breasts. Her other hand began to caress them, and her nipples soon became erect. The moans from her throat grew louder and longer. Just then, Jia Yilie heard footsteps. It must be the Crown Princess's maid approaching. To avoid embarrassing the Crown Princess, he immediately coughed and said, "Your Highness, I have come to discuss the Prince's studies." Before he finished speaking, the maid was already beside him.

The Crown Princess, who was about to reach her climax, was startled by Jia Yilie's voice. She immediately pulled her clothes up, her face burning. How could she face Jia Yilie in this state? After hearing Jia Yilie's conversation with the maid outside the door, she seemed to understand something. "He Xiang, the Crown Princess seems to still be resting. Don't go in and disturb her. I'll stay here. I'll report on the Prince's studies when she wakes up. You can go do other things," Jia Yilie said. "Yes, Master Jia, I'll go do other things," the maid replied. Jia Yilie must have heard the sounds from inside the room. Had he seen what had just happened? The Crown Princess began to tense up, her face burning even more. She hesitated, unsure whether to open her door. If Jia Yilie knew everything she had done, how could she face this man so important to her and her son? After a moment of intense thought, she opened the door. She saw Jia Yilie's face, unchanged from usual. She could only believe, reassure herself, that he hadn't seen or heard anything.

His tone was calm and unhurried, as always. From Jia Yilie's composed voice, Crown Princess Su secretly rejoiced that he hadn't seen or heard anything. However, a sentence Jia Yilie said as he bid her farewell made the Crown Princess, who had already calmed down, gasp. "Crown Princess, if you feel unwell in the future, please inform me in advance. I will guard the door for you, so the other servants won't misunderstand. Farewell." Jia Yilie then hurriedly left. Undoubtedly, the man had seen everything she did in the room. The Crown Princess felt a pang of panic. She wasn't worried about him gossiping; she was worried about how she would get along with this man who had left such a good impression on her. She felt a pang of regret, even hatred for her own actions. But could she blame herself? She was only in her early twenties, in the prime of her life. She even remembered how many times the Crown Prince had made love to her, and the last time was the most unforgettable and ecstatic. That night, the Crown Prince had brought her to multiple orgasms. She so desperately wished those days could last forever; she even hoped her efforts could bring the Crown Prince back to her side. But the Emperor's arbitrary decision had once again destroyed any hope or happiness she had seen. Countless times during those unbearable nights, she would recall the Crown Prince's bewildered explorations on their wedding night, and she would also think of his long, though not thick... Her strong, engorged penis moved rapidly in and out of her vagina. She recalled the Crown Prince's slightly rough caresses of her proud breasts, sucking and gently biting her erect nipples, and the ultimate pleasure of her body soaring like clouds in the sky. She couldn't control herself. But after such longing and memories came endless loneliness and melancholy, and the pain of tears streaming down her face. She had no one to confide in. She was the Crown Princess; she had to remain chaste, she had to endure the long, agonizing nights, and this was a lifelong ordeal, no matter how unbearable the torment.

She was human, and she didn't know how many times she had fantasized about Jia Yilie in her bedroom. She had even compared the Crown Prince to Jia Yilie, and undoubtedly, Jia Yilie would win. The Crown Prince was disabled, not sexually disabled, just slightly lame, while Jia Yilie was truly handsome, more dashing than Pan An reincarnated. Once, Jia Yilie appeared in her dream. When she woke up, she almost believed the dream was real, that it had actually happened. She didn't believe it was a dream because she remembered every detail. She remembered how Jia Yilie gently undressed her, his long, soft hands caressing her breasts, his sensual lips lightly kissing her nipples. She remembered Jia Yilie's thick penis penetrating her as he whispered in her ear, "Darling, tell me if it's uncomfortable when it goes in." She also remembered Jia Yilie... When she was on top of him, she remembered his tender gaze, his well-proportioned, almost breathtakingly firm chest, and the dizziness he brought with each deep thrust of his thick penis. She remembered the gentle caresses he would leave inside her after taking her to the peak, allowing their happiness to continue. She remembered wiping the sweat from her face with a soft silk handkerchief after he pulled his penis out, gently parting her vagina to clean away the love fluid. Even more vivid in her memory was the soft humming he sang as she drifted off to sleep. As the morning dew lingered and the sun shone brightly, she realized it was all just a dream, a dream that could never become reality. The silhouette against the window could only belong to one person, and the dream was nothing but a mirage.

The sobbing inside the room made the birds outside the window weep; the flowers stopped blooming, and the bright sunlight was obscured by dark clouds. A single tear slid down her exquisite face, a sight that would surely move even the heavens.

How many such people are left in this world? Does Heaven know?

Autumn blossoms fall like frost, winter's chill seeps in the setting sun. Spring's beauty sprouts willow buds, summer's heat reveals its fangs.

Life is lamented as short, death is not frightening, but torment accompanies us forever, every second feels too long.

Not long after Jia Yilie returned to the classroom where the prince was studying from the Crown Princess, the palace maid He Xiang came over. She told Jia Yilie that the prince seemed unwell and would not be attending classes that afternoon, and advised Jia Yilie to return to his residence early. Since the prince was unwell, and considering what had happened to the Crown Princess at noon, Jia Yilie also felt somewhat dazed. Therefore, he packed his things and prepared to leave the palace. Because of the strict rules of the palace, no man other than the emperor, the crown prince, and underage princes was allowed to stay overnight in the palace (except for castrated eunuchs, of course). Jia Yilie returned to his residence outside the palace, his mind still replaying the events of the afternoon with the crown princess. He couldn't shake the image of himself, a man who was always strict with himself, unable to understand how he could be so tasteless and depraved. The more he tried to control himself, the more the image of the crown princess's fair thighs, pink vulva, and high breasts stubbornly swayed before his eyes. Her intoxicated face and the soft moans from her parted lips kept flooding his ears, piercing his heart, and drilling into his mind. Even more unbelievable, just thinking about these things caused his groin to react; his penis became painfully hard. It had been hard ever since he returned to his residence, and the hardness wouldn't subside. Moreover, he felt unbearably hot all over. Fortunately, the early autumn weather wasn't too cold yet. He ran to the courtyard, fetched a bucket of water, and poured it over his head, trying to clear his head.

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