Who would put a green hat on themselves? - Chapter 12
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- Chapter 12 - The Virgin Young Man (Grand Princess + Scholar H - Does Not Affect the Main Plot)
“I want to, but without your Highness’s permission, I dare not.”
Lu Jin’s face was already flushed red from holding back, yet he still did not dare to cross any boundaries, his member pitifully twitching.
“I most appreciate your honesty.” Hui Heming had seen many handsome men, but she truly liked Lu Jin for his looks and intelligence, as well as his honesty about his intentions.
“Come here, do you know what to do?” Hui Heming beckoned Lu Jin, who obediently crawled a few steps forward and knelt.
“Yes,” he panted lightly.
“Oh? How do you know? Did the teacher auntie teach you these things?” Hui Heming’s voice rose slightly.
“It was to serve you, so I secretly studied the Fire Avoidance Diagram,” Lu Jin lowered his eyes, appearing very respectful, but his underlying ambition was still evident.
Hui Heming had already known this. Lu Jin was not a merely obedient lapdog; he was a wolf cub with hidden intentions.
Whether he could be tamed was uncertain.
She liked challenging people and things. Compared to those who were overly obedient, she preferred those with a bit of character, like Lu Jin and Yun Yue.
They both appeared obedient, but they had their share of hidden agendas, adding color to her otherwise dull life.
“And how did you know it would be useful?” Even though she was pleased, Hui Heming remained inscrutable, her thoughts difficult to guess, which gave her an aura of mystery.
“Better to be prepared than not,” Lu Jin knew how to read Hui Heming’s mind and how to avoid displeasing her. He could never be too straightforward in her presence.
He was honest, but always kept something in reserve, which was why Hui Heming would not grow weary of him.
“Then let me see how well you’ve learned. Is your skill as exceptional as your talent in the literary arts?”
Lu Jin was rightfully called a prodigy.
It was known that achieving high honors and being selected as the top scholar (Tanhua) was not necessarily less impressive than being the top scholar (Zhuangyuan). It was merely due to customs and his good looks that he was chosen as the top scholar.
Typically, being a top scholar meant smooth marriages and favorable prospects, and marrying a princess was not a difficult feat. His status could be said to have soared, akin to ascending to heaven. However, his career prospects were usually more mundane.
The current emperor also has a princess, but Lu Jin does not fancy any of them. Instead, he shone brightly at her poetry gathering, enduring public mockery, and asked her, “Your Highness, do you think I measure up?”
In reality, he had a celestial and ethereal appearance. Upon first meeting him, she felt he was as pure as a lotus emerging from the mud, untainted by its surroundings.
Who would have thought that in a secluded place, he would reveal a bit of his true nature?
He was taking a gamble, and in this grand gamble, he eventually triumphed.
After him, no other man was favored by the Grand Princess as much as he was; he was almost exclusively favored, always accompanying her wherever she went.
Lu Jin looked at the noblewoman before him, with feelings that were hard to describe.
If anything, it was a sense of disquiet.
He had entered the situation thinking he would be serving an aging woman with his body, but instead, he was serving a youthful beauty.
It was as if he had unknowingly drunk aged peach blossom wine and had been ensnared by a peach blossom fairy. Before he knew it, his original goal had vanished, leaving only raw desire.
Lu Jin stood up and embraced Hui Heming, pressing her down beneath him.
His already e-re-ct member was against her slippery opening.
With a forceful thrust, his di-ck only grazed her entrance and did not penetrate.
“Ha ha!” Hui Heming laughed, her voice clear and bell-like. Lu Jin’s face was crimson as he tried several more times, but each attempt fell short.
Hui Heming’s laughter brought tears to the corners of her eyes, finally willing to assist Lu Jin.
“It seems your talent is better in poetry than in this,” Hui Heming said as her delicate hand moved between her legs, aiding the trembling di-ck.
The young man’s blood was surging, and the sizable di-ck throbbed in her hand. Hui Heming assessed it and was also quite impressed.
She had been wrong in her earlier comment; Lu Jin was indeed quite talented.
“Here!” She positioned the member against her opening, which had tightened after a long period without intercourse, kissing the sensitive tip of the young man’s member.
Lu Jin’s face was flushed, and he panted. His tear mole at the corner of his eye seemed even more enticing.
It was as if he were on the verge of being overwhelmed.
“Hah…” Hui Heming, who had been laughing heartily just moments before, lost her composure as the large member pushed past the folds of her pu-ssy.
It had been over five years since she had last experienced a di-ck, and her tight entrance felt like a maiden’s.
For a moment, both of them were uncomfortable.
The young man lacked skill, and his member drove straight in, hitting her cer-vix.
This was a tumultuous journey, each moment of unparalleled pleasure. The sensitive flesh of her cervix seemed to be kissing the most sensitive part of the man, one small mouth after another.
Lu Jin gasped, feeling a haze before his eyes, a burning sensation racing from his lower abdomen, with all his senses converging on one point, as if a carriage was speeding uncontrollably through him.
“Hiss ha…” He barely had time to react before he climaxed.
Lu Jin did not dare to look up, fearing he would see disappointment on Hui Heming’s face.
After preparing for so long, he still lost to his own body.
He couldn’t help but think that during the autumn exams, he could have performed better, but the cold weather had affected him. Unlike those with influential families who had prepared warm clothing, he was frozen and unable to perform well. Although he was still on the list, he did not rank as high.
If he were to be rejected…
Hui Heming seemed to sense his current thoughts.
To be honest, if it were any other man, she would have been disappointed, but with Lu Jin, she found it rather endearing.
She did not speak but instead pressed her lips to Lu Jin’s.
She pried open his lips and engaged in an indulgent, passionate kiss.
Lu Jin was surprised and wide-eyed, but soon, the heat from his body returned. Before long, his member, buried deep inside her, was once again fully er–ect, even more so than usual.
Hui Heming pushed him, turned over, and straddled him.
“The first time is always awkward. It will be better in the future.”
“Hah…” Lu Jin, dazed from the kiss, finally realized through the sounds of Hui Heming’s voice that she was comforting him.
Outside the curtain, a woman’s figure moved up and down. The ambiguous sounds from the pavilion continued for almost an hour, showing no sign of stopping.
The “Fire Avoidance Diagram” (避火图) mentioned in the Chapter is a reference to a type of manual or guide in traditional Chinese culture. These diagrams or guides were used to teach various skills, including sexual techniques, and were believed to help improve intimate experiences. They often contained detailed illustrations and instructions on techniques and practices.