Seeing that Consort Ling dared not openly refuse him because of the presence of Ninth Princess, Jiang Yun became even bolder. Before Consort Ling could react, Jiang Yun's hand reached for Consort Ling's panties again.
Gently kneading Consort Ling's tender orifice, the smooth, warm sensation stirred Jiang Yun's heart and fueled his desire to explore its hidden beauty.
"Yonghuang, are you crazy? How dare you do this at a time like this?" Consort Ling covered Jiang Yun's large hand, and taking advantage of Ninth Princess's inattention, she turned around carefully and with a blushing face to look at Jiang Yun.
"You..." Seeing that Jiang Yun had no intention of stopping, Consort Ling's face immediately turned red. She straightened her pretty face and said in a serious tone, "Yonghuang, take your hand away quickly, or I will get angry." After saying that, she glared at Jiang Yun fiercely, but her charm was indescribable.
"Ah...no...stop it..." Consort Ling almost cried out, but she bit her lip to prevent Ninth Princess from noticing her abnormality.
However, the unbearable tingling and itching made Consort Ling involuntarily twist her buttocks, as if both trying to avoid it and welcoming Jiang Yun's fingers.
However, Jiang Yun persisted, continuing to touch Consort Ling. At this moment, even the usually naive Ninth Princess noticed Consort Ling's unusual behavior and asked with curiosity and concern.
"Mother, your body is shaking more and more violently. Are you feeling unwell? Should we call the imperial physician?"
"No, it's nothing, Mother is fine. Miao'er, don't you like listening to Mother tell you stories? Well—um—Mother will tell you a story now, okay?"
Seeing that her daughter, Ninth Princess, was beginning to have doubts, Consort Ling racked her brains to try to distract her.
"Okay, okay, I love listening to Mother's stories the most."
Ninth Princess was also a child at heart. When she heard that her mother was going to tell her a story, she became happy and looked at her mother expectantly with her rosy cheeks.
But in his current situation, he was so aroused by Jiang Yun that he was out of his mind, his head was a complete mess, and he couldn't possibly tell any story.
Consort Ling racked her brains and finally remembered a story that had been widely circulated. Even so, under Jiang Yun's deliberate mischief, she couldn't tell it coherently.
"Ah... the story is... um... once upon a time there was... a mountain... um... in the mountain there was... a temple... in the temple there was... an um... a monk... who gave... um um um..."
Jiang Yun's hand, which was caressing Consort Ling's beautiful vulva, became faster and faster, and more and more frequent. In the end, Consort Ling could no longer speak and could only clench her teeth tightly.
She tried to suppress the moans that threatened to burst from her throat, but even so, the uncontrollable gasps still escaped through her delicate nose.
Listening to her mother, Consort Ling, tell the story, Ninth Princess couldn't help but giggle. Not to mention that Consort Ling had long been tired of hearing the same story, the way Consort Ling told the story made Consort Ling smile.
"Mother, you're really funny. You're a perfectly normal woman, yet you're willing to play the role of a poet. How amusing."
Ninth Princess, with her charming and innocent personality, was even more excited to see Consort Ling's tone, which was thanks to Jiang Yun. She touched Jiang Yun with even greater excitement.
"Ah...ah? What poet?" Consort Ling asked, struggling to suppress her restless breathing.
"Hehe, Mother, your tone just now was like that of a poet. You didn't say a single sentence, but you used several 'ah' and 'oh's' and so on."
Aren't all poets like that? I remember Li Bai wrote a poem that goes, "Ah, the Yellow River's waters come from the sky... Ah, do you not see..."
Hehe, but Mother, you're much better than the poet Li Bai! He only uses two or three interjections like "ah" in a whole poem, but you use more than ten in just two sentences! How amusing!
Ninth Princess giggled, and when the laughter reached Consort Ling's ears, it made her blush with embarrassment. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "My good daughter."
You really have a knack for making connections. Mother's words were just an exclamation in her poem. It's all because of your annoying brother Yonghuang that people are like this..."