Consort Ling had already been aroused by Jiang Yun and was in a state of confusion. If one were to ask Consort Ling to wear stockings at this moment, she would most likely agree.
Seeing that the opportunity was too good to pass up, Jiang Yun gritted his teeth, gasped for breath, and suppressed the urge of his penis to release.
He moved to Consort Ling's side and said with a smile, "Consort Ling, I brought you a gift."
"What gift?" Consort Ling was deeply moved, and the hot, fragrant breath from her mouth sprayed all over Jiang Yun's face.
Upon hearing Consort Ling's question, Jiang Yun did not answer. Instead, she took out three pairs of stockings from her bosom and waved them in front of Consort Ling's face.
One pair is short-cut, one pair is long-cut, and the other pair is lace-up; all are dark flesh-colored.
Looking at the thin, flesh-colored, gauze-like thing floating in front of her, Consort Ling asked curiously.
"Is this the gift you brought me? It's quite unique, though. I've never seen a scarf this color before, haha."
Hearing that Consort Ling was using stockings as a veil, Jiang Yun couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to herself that women in ancient times were really quite conservative.
Consort Ling, puzzled as to why Jiang Yun was laughing, asked with increasing curiosity, "What's wrong, Yonghuang? What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at how funny you are, Consort Ling. This isn't a veil, it's clearly a pair of stockings." Jiang Yun's smile deepened.
"Silk...stockings?" Feeling her own ignorance, Consort Ling blushed.
But then she thought that it was okay for a woman to be a little silly in front of her man, so she asked in confusion, "What are stockings?"
"Stockings are a type of sock," Jiang Yun explained.
"What?" Upon hearing Jiang Yun's explanation, Consort Ling sat up abruptly from the bed as if she had springs in her body.
Because the two were standing so close, her fair and full breasts slapped against Jiang Yun's face, soft, smooth, and fragrant.
Jiang Yun took a deep breath of the fragrance, cupped Consort Ling's breasts in her hands, kissed them one on each side, and replied with a smile.
"Yes, these are socks, but they are stockings. If you don't believe me, touch them and see if they are as smooth as silk."
Upon learning that the dark flesh-colored object in Jiang Yun's hand was not a veil but a stocking, Consort Ling blushed deeply and trembled as she reached out her hand.
She wanted to touch the stockings to see if they were as smooth as silk as Jiang Yun had said, but she was too shy to touch them.
However, Consort Ling was too embarrassed to touch him, but Jiang Yun couldn't resist. The engorged penis between Jiang Yun's legs was already giving him a command.
Jiang Yun must quickly get Consort Ling to put on stockings, and then have a beautiful spiritual and physical encounter with Consort Ling, who is wearing stockings.
So Jiang Yun grabbed Consort Ling's small hand, stuffed a pair of short stockings into Consort Ling's sweaty palm, and said with a smile, "Consort Ling, feel it."
"Oh," Consort Ling replied mechanically. The moment Jiang Yun stuffed the stockings into Consort Ling's hand, Consort Ling felt that this thing called stockings was indeed very smooth.
Despite feeling incredibly shy, she couldn't resist her curiosity and began fiddling with the stockings, while Jiang Yun gave her instructions.
He told Consort Ling about the benefits of stockings, especially emphasizing their ability to enhance the pleasure of lovemaking.
This made Consort Ling, who was already incredibly shy, even more embarrassed.
"This thing is so embarrassing, and it's so see-through. If I wore it on my feet, wouldn't my whole toes be visible?"
Consort Ling lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and said shyly.
"Of course, you can't see the whole foot, only half of it is visible. Besides, Consort Ling, your feet are so beautiful, are you afraid of others seeing them?" Jiang Yun praised with a smile.
"Stop talking, it's so embarrassing. My feet aren't as beautiful as you say." Jiang Yun praised her own beautiful feet.
Consort Ling's mind involuntarily replayed the scene of Jiang Yun licking her toes, her heart pounding wildly, and she felt even more shy.
"You're beautiful, Consort Ling, don't be modest." Jiang Yun hugged Consort Ling's arm with both hands, rubbing her lips against Consort Ling's fair, pink cheeks, and pleaded.
"My dear Consort Ling, your feet are so beautiful, could you put on these stockings and let me see them?"
"Ah? I don't want to, that thing is so embarrassing, I won't wear it." Upon hearing Jiang Yun's request, Consort Ling's cheeks suddenly flushed with a shy blush, her heart trembling and restless.
"Please, Consort Ling, just wear it for a bit. Anyway, it's just the two of us here, and no one else can see it. Besides, your feet are so beautiful."
Wearing stockings gives her an even more alluring and hazy charm; she's simply breathtaking. Please, Consort Ling, just grant my wish, okay? Jiang Yun pleaded, shaking Consort Ling's arm.
"No." Consort Ling's face turned even redder as she said hesitantly.
"Yonghuang, you just kissed my toes, which made Consort Ling feel ashamed. If you wear such revealing stockings, wouldn't Consort Ling be seen as a harlot?"
"How could that be? Wearing stockings doesn't make you a slut. Do you know what we're like here—"
Jiang Yun was so anxious that she almost blurted out, "In the future, every girl will wear stockings in the summer," but thankfully she stopped herself in time.
Because of her shyness, Consort Ling did not notice the unusual tone in Jiang Yun's voice. Her coy expression clearly said, "I would never wear stockings."
Seeing Consort Ling's refusal, Jiang Yun felt a little disappointed, but she didn't blame Consort Ling, after all, it was the Qing Dynasty, a time of severe feudalism.
Women are generally very conservative. In normal times, they would never let their husbands touch their feet, let alone wear stockings that partially expose their toes.
"Oh, if it doesn't work, then forget it," Jiang Yun said dejectedly.
Seeing her nephew Jiang Yun's disappointed face, Consort Ling felt a pang of pain in her heart. She didn't want Jiang Yun to be unhappy, but wearing those stockings was too embarrassing. Consort Ling was torn between these conflicting feelings.
She actually did something that Consort Ling could never have imagined—Consort Ling actually spread her legs wide and tightly clamped Jiang Yun's buttocks together.
At the same time, her small hands quickly untied Jiang Yun's skirt and pulled Jiang Yun's throbbing penis towards her wet and beautiful vulva.
At the same time, she pursed her fragrant lips with her alluring red tongue, speaking in a shy yet wild tone.
"My dear husband...please don't be angry...I'm all yours today...I'll do whatever you want...can't I do whatever you want?"
Hearing Consort Ling's slightly lewd words, Jiang Yun almost couldn't help but surrender. Then, when Consort Ling said that she would listen to him in everything today, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
Just as I was about to say, "Since you'll listen to me, Consort Ling, would you like to wear stockings?", Consort Ling added, "I'll listen to you on everything except stockings."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yun's initial excitement vanished instantly. She muttered softly, "But I just want to see you wearing stockings."
Although the words were spoken softly, Consort Ling still heard them. Consort Ling sighed softly, feeling extremely conflicted. On the one hand, Consort Ling did not want to refuse Jiang Yun, but on the other hand, Consort Ling was unwilling to wear such shameful stockings.
"Yonghuang, could you please not—" After thinking for a while, Consort Ling opened her mouth, just about to say, "Could you please not make things difficult for Consort Ling?"
While Consort Ling was distracted, Jiang Yun grabbed one of her little feet and was struggling to put on her stockings.
Moreover... it seems to be the long tube one, so wouldn't that mean... the entire thigh would be half-hidden and half-revealed?
The conservative Consort Ling could not bear it. She quickly bent down and grasped Jiang Yun's wrist with her small hand, saying, "Yonghuang, don't—"
"Consort Ling, please, just wear it for me to see. Anyway, it's just the two of us in this room, and no one else can see it. Besides, you're my woman now."
"I've already seen your whole body, why would you care about a pair of stockings?" Jiang Yun pleaded, putting on a tearful expression.
"No—don't—" Seeing Jiang Yun's disappointed expression, Consort Ling's heart softened, and she loosened her grip on Jiang Yun's wrist slightly. Unexpectedly, she took advantage of this opportunity.
Jiang Yun had already put the stockings over her beautiful feet, and the stockings had reached up to her smooth, round calves.
With just a fleeting glance at the alluring sight of her beautiful feet and legs encased in deep flesh-colored stockings, Consort Ling couldn't help but shyly cover her eyes with her hands.
"Consort Ling, you're getting shy. You're almost dressed already," Jiang Yun said with a smile.
At the same time, taking advantage of the fact that Consort Ling was unable to stop him while covering her face with her hands, he quickly pulled the stocking up to the top of Consort Ling's thigh, stroking it all the way up, feeling its softness and smoothness.
Having finished one, Jiang Yun turned her attention to Consort Ling's other one, and this time Consort Ling also came to her senses.
Consort Ling stopped covering her eyes and instead used both hands to tightly grip Jiang Yun's large hands that were holding her beautiful feet, refusing to let Jiang Yun help her put on her stockings.
"Yonghuang, please—no, okay?" Consort Ling pleaded shyly.
"Consort Ling, you've already put on the other leg, why are you missing this one?" Jiang Yun asked with a bitter face.
As he spoke, he grabbed Consort Ling's wrist with his other hand and continued to put on her stockings with his other hand.
With her hands firmly held by Jiang Yun and her other foot firmly held by him, Consort Ling had no strength to resist and simply gave up on her futile efforts.
She turned her head away, not daring to look at Jiang Yun's actions, which were considered very revealing and erotic in Consort Ling's eyes.
Gradually, sensing that Consort Ling had stopped resisting and had even 'tacitly agreed,' Jiang Yun released the hand that was holding Consort Ling's wrist and quickly put on the stockings with both hands.
During this process, Consort Ling was quite shy, but she would occasionally glance at her beautiful legs and feet in stockings, and realized that it really was as Jiang Yun had said.
After putting on stockings, her beautiful legs appeared even longer, straighter, and fuller, making her already graceful figure even more exquisite and sexy.
Those beautiful feet, once encased in stockings, resembled a piece of pure white jade, shyly hidden behind a gauze curtain, captivating and alluring while adding a touch of mystery.
"No wonder Jiang Yun insisted on wearing stockings herself; it turns out it looks like this after she put them on..."
Even in her heart, Consort Ling couldn't bring herself to utter those adjectives that made her feel extremely embarrassed.
Just as Consort Ling was immersed in shyness and self-indulgence, Jiang Yun quickly got off the bed and then quickly returned to the bed, holding a pair of her favorite purple embroidered shoes.
Not knowing what Jiang Yun was up to, but certainly not for good, Consort Ling asked shyly, "Yonghuang, what are you doing with my shoes?"
"You'll find out soon enough." Jiang Yun smiled mysteriously at Consort Ling, then put Consort Ling's embroidered shoes on her beautiful feet, which were covered by flesh-colored stockings.
Modern guys would understand that what Jiang Yun was playing with was nothing more than 'uniform fetish'. A beautiful woman wearing a suit skirt, stockings, and high heels was enough to make any man go crazy.
However, since there were no high heels in ancient times, Jiang Yun had to use embroidered shoes instead. Soon, Jiang Yun put the embroidered shoes on Consort Ling's feet.
Throughout this process, Consort Ling watched Jiang Yun's actions with a shy demeanor, neither speaking nor stopping him, allowing Jiang Yun to complete the scene of 'ancient version of uniform temptation'.
Jiang Yun looked admiringly at her masterpiece: Consort Ling's upper body was haphazardly draped in that green gauze dress, revealing glimpses of her chest, with her two large breasts swaying slightly, tempting one to taste them.
Jiang Yun had lifted her skirt up to her slender waist, revealing her deep and alluring vulva, the bright red petals shyly and charmingly inviting.
Two smooth, shapely legs were encased in deep flesh-colored stockings, making one want to caress them beautifully.
Her beautiful feet, clad in flesh-colored stockings, were encased in purple embroidered shoes, revealing her smooth, glass-like instep and her crystal-like ankle.
"If these purple embroidered shoes were open-toed sandals, they would be perfect," Jiang Yun couldn't help but imagine to herself, having just clearly seen them.
The black rose pattern on Consort Ling's toes, glimpsed through her flesh-colored stockings, was so hazy and delicate for a fleeting moment, as if the flowers on the pattern had come to life.
"Yonghuang, take them off quickly, it's so embarrassing." Seeing Jiang Yun staring intently at his 'beautiful legs in stockings'.
Her eyes occasionally flashed with a lustful light that seemed to be spitting fire, making Consort Ling so ashamed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Why do you have to take it off? It looks so much better this way. Consort Ling, look how hard I am here."
Besides, didn't you say you'd listen to me today? Just enjoy yourself, and I'll make sure you experience unprecedented pleasure, Consort Ling."
Jiang Yun snapped out of his daze and said with a lewd grin, while stroking and running his hands over Consort Ling's soft, smooth, silk-stockinged legs. The feeling was simply too wonderful.
The electric current emanating from Consort Ling's beautiful legs seemed to make Jiang Yun's body go limp.
Jiang Yun's other hand involuntarily grabbed one of Consort Ling's beautiful feet that was swaying from side to side, pulled it in front of his penis, and took off the embroidered shoe from Consort Ling's graceful heel.
However, she did not take them off completely, but only half of them, leaving Consort Ling's forefoot to hold the embroidered shoes.
After that, Jiang Yun sandwiched his large penis between the half-detached, soft, boneless beautiful foot and the other foot wearing a purple embroidered shoe.
She kept stroking it up and down, gasping for breath, "So beautiful!"
After playing with her for a while, Jiang Yun adjusted his position and gently used his penis to caress the soles of Consort Ling's feet. Then he had Consort Ling lift her legs and straddle his penis to perform footjob on him.
Jiang Yun felt waves of pleasure coursing through her body; she wanted to pursue the ultimate ecstasy.
So Jiang Yun slowly pressed his penis between the top of Consort Ling's purple embroidered shoes and her bare soles, and then slowly thrust in and out.
Consort Ling, feeling shy and reacting instinctively, squeezed her toes together and moved her legs back and forth, gripping Jiang Yun's penis.
Jiang Yun's penis pressed against Consort Ling's silk-stockinged feet and embroidered shoes with great comfort and ease, and Consort Ling, who was in a state of embarrassment, also fully experienced the pleasure that Jiang Yun's thrusting brought to her beautiful feet.
This feeling was something Consort Ling had never experienced before, sweeping away her previous shyness and replacing it with a faint sense of relief.
And with complete immersion and enjoyment, he thought to himself, "It's a good thing Jiang Yun didn't listen to me and insisted on putting on stockings. It turns out that wearing stockings really can enhance the mood."
She couldn't help but let out satisfied moans of "Mmm, Ahh" from her mouth.
"How come Yonghuang is so good at having fun? He's making himself feel so good—" Consort Ling couldn't help but think to herself with a smug smile.
Jiang Yun's penis relieved the fragrance of Consort Ling's beautiful feet, so Jiang Yun slowly and beautifully pressed against Consort Ling's fair soles.
Consort Ling's bare foot, clad in a silk stocking, was arched as she gently caressed Jiang Yun's penis with the sole of her deep flesh-colored silk stocking.
Consort Ling then raised her foot, clad in purple embroidered low-cut shoes, and used the sole of her foot to perform foot fetish with Jiang Yun, her beautiful silk-stockinged feet complementing each other.
Consort Ling kicked off the embroidered shoe on that foot, revealing her five toes with black nail polish.
She even more nimbly lay on Jiang Yun's penis, using the flesh of Consort Ling's toes to care for and serve Jiang Yun's penis from all sides.
Consort Ling's feet were so beautiful that Jiang Yun placed his penis between Consort Ling's purple embroidered shoes and her silk-stockinged feet.
Following Jiang Yun's hands, Consort Ling swung her feet back and forth, letting Jiang Yun's large penis rub dry the soles of her feet and the surface of her shoes.
Because of the intense stimulation brought about by the gameplay she had never experienced before, Consort Ling couldn't help but be deeply moved, her eyes filled with seductive charm and her gaze sparkling.
As if casting a flirtatious glance at Jiang Yun, Consort Ling's red lips parted slightly, and with each breath as melodious as heavenly music, wisps of beautiful murmurs drifted from her fragrant mouth.
Those words stimulated Jiang Yun's auditory nerves, while Consort Ling's gentle yet alluring and wild appearance further stimulated Jiang Yun's visual nerves.
Under this intense double stimulation, a fierce fire surged in Jiang Yun's heart, as if his body was about to be burned through.
Jiang Yun could no longer control her urge to completely release herself. She quickly released Ling Fei's silk-stockinged feet and lunged at Ling Fei's already overflowing vulva.
He grabbed one of Consort Ling's silk-stockinged legs with one hand, stroking it incessantly, while using the other hand to support his raging, massive penis, and headed towards that wonderful, wet, mysterious place.
Meanwhile, Consort Ling's place was already vacant, with two delicate, peach-pink petals at the entrance of her vagina, constantly dripping with longing fluids, her shy and coquettish demeanor brimming with boundless charm and wildness.
That beautiful honeyed cave opened wide with Consort Ling's rapid breathing, and from Jiang Yun's perspective, the passageway was truly exceptionally deep.
"Yonghuang...want me...love me..." She felt the intense pleasure brought by the gentle touch of the glans of Jiang Yun's penis against her tender, moist vaginal flesh.
As Consort Ling trembled uncontrollably from the scalding heat, she couldn't help but moan softly.
"Yonghuang...ah...so beautiful...I want...I want..."
"Consort Ling, I want you now!" Jiang Yun responded passionately, thrusting her hips forward. But before the spearhead could enter, the voices of the maids came from the outer room.
"Ninth Princess, what brings you here? Her Majesty is not feeling well and has ordered that she will not see anyone—please don't make things difficult for us servants."
"Get out of the way! I am my mother's daughter. My mother is sick, and as her daughter, it is my duty to go in and visit her. Otherwise, I would be unfilial," Ninth Princess said in a coquettish voice, spouting her profound reasoning.
"Ninth Princess, you can't go in—" The maids hurriedly tried to stop her, but it was too late. The Ninth Princess had already pushed open the door to the outer room and was walking briskly down the corridor connecting the outer and inner rooms.
"Ninth Princess is here?" Jiang Yun and Consort Ling, who were immersed in carnal pleasure, were both startled.