The Training of a Noble Lady - Chapter 3: The Making of a Marquis's Wife

"Zhiyi, come here."
"Dad, who are they?" Little Zhiyi wiggled her chubby little body and nestled into Madam Li's soft embrace.
"The one on the left is Granny Yu, and the one on the right is Granny Guan. They are both very good governesses in the palace. You should learn etiquette from them and not be as reckless as you were yesterday."
Granny Guan said, "Lord Li, please rest assured, now that I have entered the Li residence, I will serve you wholeheartedly and do not fail the imperial command."
"Yi'er is naughty, and the two nannies have gone to a lot of trouble to take care of her."
Even at a young age, Li Zhiyi was very good at observing her father's expression. She knew that he was serious and it was not the time for her to rebel, so she obediently kept quiet until her father called her to rest. Only then did she dare to pout and express her dissatisfaction.
"Mother! I don't like those two old women, and I don't want to learn any manners. I've never learned them before, so why do I have to learn them now?" It must be because of that young marquis!
Seeing his daughter's stubbornness, Li Changlin was about to give her a lecture when Madam Li's beautiful eyes swept over him sharply: "Master, Zhiyi is your own daughter. You should be more patient with her."
Xiao Zhiyi seized the opportunity to complain: "Mom, Dad is always so fierce..."
Li Changlin, at a loss with the mother and daughter, blushed and retorted angrily, "A doting mother spoils her son..."
Madam Li ignored her husband and gently asked Zhiyi, "Why doesn't Zhiyi like the two nannies?"
"My second cousin said that you're going to send me to serve the young marquis tea and water and work like a slave. Were those two nannies sent by the young marquis? He's going to capture Zhiyi and make her his horse!" Little Zhiyi was at an age where she was eager to explore the unknown. Although she didn't quite understand the meaning of those idioms, she memorized them word for word.
Li Changlin's face darkened, and Madam Li chuckled: "Don't listen to your cousins' nonsense. Our Zhiyi is going to be the wife of a marquis, how could she be ridden like a horse?"
Xiao Zhiyi's curiosity was piqued: "Is the Marquis's wife very powerful?"
Madam Li patiently persuaded, "Of course, the Marquis's wife is even more powerful than your father. If Zhiyi becomes the Marquis's wife, her rank will be higher than your father's, and he won't dare to scold you when you meet her."
Li Changlin sneered. His daughter, let alone becoming a first-rank noblewoman, even if she ascended to heaven and became a fairy, he could still discipline her.
Xiao Zhiyi looked on with longing, but also hesitated: "Do I still have to serve tea and water to the young marquis?" Although the girl seemed indifferent when her cousin said this, she felt uneasy.
"Serving tea and water will be done by the servants. You just need to sit and do whatever you want."
Xiao Zhiyi was relieved: "Then I'll take it!"
Madam Li smiled smugly at her husband and continued to coax Zhiyi: "But becoming a Marquis's wife isn't something you can just do on a whim. Zhiyi has to obediently learn etiquette from the nanny before she can marry the young Marquis and become his wife."
Xiao Zhiyi revealed a look of grim determination: "I'll learn then, I'm not afraid!" Hmm! Even if the nanny is fierce, can she be as fierce as her father?
On her way back to her courtyard, Zhiyi clutched a small wooden Pixiu in her hand, while the maid behind her carried a pile of rewards that Zhiyi had chosen. Zhiyi ran excitedly back to her own courtyard, and almost bumped into someone as soon as she entered. Looking up, she met a stern old face. Seeing that it was Zhiyi, Granny Guan pursed her lips, making the lines on her lips deepen.
The two stared at each other, Zhiyi standing there blankly, unaware that the Pixiu in her hand had fallen, while the little maid behind her stood there at a loss.
A gentle voice interrupted: "Miss, this old servant has made plum blossom soup. It's inside. Please come in and take a look. If you like the taste, this old servant will make more in the future."
Zhiyi was still young, so her attention was immediately diverted, and she happily let Granny Yu lead her into the house.
Granny Yu left a maid in the room to take care of Zhiyi while she enjoyed the desserts, and then respectfully took her leave.
Granny Guan was outside scolding a young maid, who was holding a pile of gifts with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful as she tried hard not to cry.
Granny Guan maintained her cold expression: "I'm just teaching you some rules for serving your master. Am I making you feel wronged?"
The maidservant's voice trembled with tears: "This servant dares not..."
Granny Yu picked up the Pixiu from the ground and dusted it off: "You might be able to fool the young lady with this appearance, but you won't be able to fool us."
The maid stopped sobbing and stared wide-eyed at Granny Yu.
"As a servant, only by serving your master well can you have a long career. It's best to refrain from these petty schemes in the future. Now, go."
The maidservant was surprised that Granny Yu would treat her so kindly, and blushed with embarrassment. She quickly took the gift and left.
Granny Guan was somewhat dissatisfied with Granny Yu's actions: "Once is never enough. This maid has impure thoughts. If you let her off this time, there will be a next time."
“We’ve just arrived at the Li residence, so we can’t just start disciplining the servants for the master right away. After all, the affairs of the courtyard haven’t been handed over to us yet.”
Hearing what Granny Yu said, Granny Guan sighed: "I must be getting senile, still thinking this is the palace."
"The Li family isn't so bad. They only need to teach one girl well, which is quite a rare treat."
"I don't think so. Based on my experience in judging people, I'm afraid the Li family's daughter is not very obedient."
"Take your time, the girl is still young, we have plenty of time."
The two nannies stayed at the Li residence for several months and gradually became familiar with Zhiyi. They were surprised to find that, aside from her love of playing with strange and unusual things, Zhiyi was quite obedient when it came to learning. At first, they didn't dare to force her progress, but slowly corrected some of her habits. After several months, they saw considerable success, and even Li Changlin praised his daughter's transformation.
One day, the eldest son and his wife were having a private conversation in their room. Li Changlin had to admit his wife's cleverness; she had managed to coax their daughter into submission, making her willingly enter the wolf's den.
Madam Li covered her mouth and smiled: "You, as a father, really don't care about your daughter. Zhiyi is only willing to learn these things because she hopes that she will be free to do things after becoming the Marquis's wife. This is called casting a long line to catch a big fish."
Li Changlin couldn't help but chuckle: "So, our Zhiyi, at such a young age, already knows how to endure hardship and bide her time?"
"This story was told to her by the master, have you forgotten?"
Seeing her husband's puzzled expression, Madam Li gently pursed her lips: "It's a shame you always tell me what you mean."
Seeing his wife's coquettish appearance, Li Changlin's lust was aroused. Ignoring the fact that it was still early outside, he leaned over and pressed her down on the bed. After all, they were a young couple, and their energy was always vigorous. When Madam Li let out a soft cry, it was like heaven and earth igniting a fire. In no time, Madam Li's crimson clothes were removed, leaving her lying on her side. Her plump white breasts with rosy areolas were so large that the man could easily grasp her slender waist with both hands. Every part of her body showed the maturity of this woman.
Li Changlin roughly grabbed and kneaded his wife's chest a couple of times, leaving a few light red finger marks. He didn't bother to take off his shirt, acting like a naive young man who had just experienced the pleasures of life. He unbuttoned his pants and released his erect penis, holding the head of his penis with one hand and parting the thin fabric on his fair mons pubis.
"Master..." Madam Li murmured, making a silent invitation.
"Coming," Li Changlin replied in a hoarse voice, his dragon head poking twice heavily on the bright red clitoris, and a glistening stream of water gushed out from the peach blossom cave below. Li Changlin didn't rush in, but instead rubbed against the clitoris, leaning down and his lips and tongue returning to caress the red plums on the two tender breasts.
Her clitoris was being roughly rubbed by the jade dragon, and her heavy breasts were being nibbled and sucked by her husband. The pleasure from above and below combined made Li's breathing heavier and heavier. Her body, flushed with a seductive pink, gradually tensed up, and her two restless hands gripped the fabric beneath her tightly.
"Uh..." As I approached the summit, the weight on my chest suddenly felt lighter.
She slowly opened her watery, alluring eyes, and what she saw was a pair of swollen, red nipples covered in glistening saliva. Seeing this depraved scene, the emptiness in her lower body seemed to become even more unbearable.
"Master...uh!" Before Li could finish speaking, with a soft "plop," her lower mouth was suddenly filled completely, reaching all the way to the bottom.
The room was filled with the warmth of spring, but there was no one outside the door. The thoughtful old woman knew that her mistress was "doing business" and had sent everyone away to take care of things. She herself was eating melon seeds in the side room until her mouth was tired, while the two mistresses in the room were still not quiet.
"Master is really good at making trouble. I wonder if Madam can handle it." The old woman spat out the melon seed shell in her mouth and contradicted herself, saying, "How could she not handle it?"
Inside the main room, which was filled with a strong musky scent, breathing continued. Men's and women's clothes were scattered all over the floor, some with large, ambiguous water stains, and others were wrinkled and disheveled.
The woman knelt with her back to the man, her plump buttocks raised high, perfectly aligning with the angle of the man's thrusting penis from behind.
"Brother Changlin, no more... I can't take it anymore."
The man easily held the woman's slender waist with one hand, while the other hand reached in front of her round breasts, pinching the tips of her jade breasts with two fingers, kneading them with the rhythm of his thrusts. He said in a rough voice, "This is only the third time, Chun'er's belly hasn't swelled up yet... Last time before you were pregnant with Zhiyi, I fucked you all day long, shooting inside you seven or eight times, and that's how we got this lovely daughter."
Li seemed to recall that lewd time. The frenzied pleasure below made her gradually dazed, as if she had returned to the day when the man pressed her down on the bed and fucked her until her legs could not close. Her little mouth between her legs clenched fiercely, and the sudden tightness caught the man off guard. He groaned and fiercely thrust in more than ten times, and the two of them reached their peak.
Zhiyi ran to her mother's courtyard, but saw no servants and the main house was dark. A little scared, she timidly called out, "Mother..."
A loud thud came from the main house, like a heavy object falling to the ground.
Zhiyi mustered her courage and tiptoed toward the half-closed door.
"I... ah... I think I heard Zhiyi's voice..." Li froze, hurriedly turning her head to look at the doorway, revealing a sweat-dampened, flushed face, with tears still clinging to her cheeks from the repeated orgasms. In Li Changlin's eyes, this beautiful face, brimming with lust, was more maddening than any aphrodisiac.
"With two nannies here, how could she possibly run over?" Li Changlin said dismissively, leaning forward to find the woman's lips. Tonight, he didn't care about his daughter; he only wanted to drown in the gentle embrace woven by his wife.
"Wait, wait a minute... I think I really heard it."
Li Changlin stopped what he was doing, and instead kissed Li's smooth back. He whispered in her ear, "My lady, stop making excuses. Today, I won't let you leave the bed until I've filled your belly with my semen."
Five years ago, after giving birth to Zhiyi, Li's health deteriorated. Li Changlin sought a recuperation prescription from an old imperial physician who had resigned from his official post and was living in the capital. It took him several years to recover, and the matter of having a child was put on the agenda. During this period, although the two had many sexual encounters, they always kept it brief and never indulged as they have now.
Li swallowed hard. This rear-entry position was so deep, always reaching her delicate cervix. Often, she would ejaculate twice before the man ejaculated once. At first, it was relatively comfortable, but as large gushes of semen poured in, combined with her continuously released vaginal fluids, more and more accumulated. This fluid was blocked by the man's penis, preventing its discharge. Each time the man penetrated to the very end, the fluid inside was forced outwards, the pleasure mixed with pain, making it nothing short of sweet torture for her.
In contrast, Li Changlin wasn't much better off. Each time he tried to penetrate to the end, it became increasingly difficult. However, the benefit was that the increasingly narrow passage filled with semen amplified the pleasure. He could only suppress his urge to ejaculate by trying his best to control himself.
"My lord, may I change positions?"
Li Changlin paused for a moment, then moved his hands around Liu's waist, letting her deep red lips slowly swallow and release his penis: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable with me entering you?"
He asked seriously, and Li dared not answer, fearing that she would really be unable to get out of bed. So, blushing, she made up a random excuse: "My hands are tired."
Having been married for several years, Li Changlin knew his wife's little thoughts in bed best, and seeing her evasive eyes, he could easily guess what she was thinking.
Li Changlin neither agreed nor disagreed with Li's suggestion, but he had already made up his mind. He slowly inserted his penis all the way in, rubbed the clitoris with the head of his penis, and when the clitoris relaxed a little, he squeezed into the extremely narrow cervix. Then he said, "Don't let go. If you get tired, your husband will help you."
"Ah...wh-what?" Li was still dazed from the thrusting earlier. Just as she was confused, Li Changlin's hands went under her armpits, supporting her two heavy breasts and also supporting the weight of her upper body.
Li Changlin adjusted his posture and reminded him in a deep voice, "Ready?"
Suddenly, Li panicked: "Husband... Ahhhhh!!!"
The large hand on her chest changed from supporting to grabbing, and the thrusting of his lower body was as rapid as a torrential rain. The most vulnerable spot in her flower core was repeatedly and violently pounded, and hot semen surged in her narrow hole. As the penis was pressed into her tender uterus, Li's vision blurred, and she gripped the edge of the bed tightly with both hands. Each time she was pounded and her body swayed forward, the large hand that was firmly gripping her breasts would pull her body back with a crisp slapping sound.
After a while, the semen was forced into the uterus, but the penis was still stuck at the cervix and refused to enter. The speed also slowed down a lot. A feeling of emptiness and itchiness gradually rose in the cervix, longing for deeper defilement.
“Brother Changlin…” Even though she knew it was a man’s little trick, Li Shi, who had tasted the sweetness, couldn’t help but twist her waist, trying to suck the lingering penis outside the door into her thirsty little mouth.
Sensing Li's submission, Li Changlin took a deep breath, pulled out his penis, leaving only the head lodged in her mouth, and with a gurgling sound, broke through the narrow opening of her cervix in one go. Since their union, the two had never played so deeply. The long-awaited overwhelming pleasure made them both groan. Li trembled, her flower stem convulsed, and a stream of vaginal fluid gushed from deep within her uterus, shooting right into the slightly open urethral opening. Li Changlin gasped, kneading his wife's swollen breasts to prolong her pleasure while thrusting his hips to ejaculate his hot semen deep into her uterus.
Li felt her lower abdomen swell up a bit more and felt uncomfortable. She reached out and pressed it, which awakened the slightly softened penis inside her, resulting in even more brutal treatment.
Each time, the thick, fleshy rod would only be withdrawn a small section, leaving only the head lodged at the cervix, before swiftly thrusting it back into the cervix, causing dull, thumping sounds to echo from Li's belly. Li's eyes were unfocused; the intense stimulation of the intercourse rendered her completely speechless. She could only pant and moan in rhythm with the man, occasionally arching her round buttocks to meet his high-frequency thrusts, seeking relief from the itch caused by his rod.
The couple were engrossed in their lovemaking on the bed, completely unaware of the small figure standing motionless at the doorway.
Through the gauze curtain, Zhiyi could only see two silhouettes, but judging from the voices, they were indeed her biological father and mother. But why was her father riding on her mother's back? Like riding a horse, he was thrusting back and forth. Zhiyi remembered her second cousin's words; so her mother also had to be her father's slave... While Zhiyi was still in shock, her body suddenly felt light, and her mouth was covered.
Once they were away from the main house, the lewd sounds were no longer very clear. Only then did Granny Yu release Zhiyi. She was about to say a few words to the little girl when she was suddenly embraced by her: "Granny Yu!"
The little girl looked at her with curious eyes: "Granny Yu, why does Daddy ride Mommy like a horse? Why does Mommy call me that?" Don't think she's too young to tell; Daddy clearly loves Mommy very much.
Granny Yu suppressed a laugh: "Girl, this is something only husband and wife can do, not riding horses. Your father didn't bully your mother. You'll understand when you're older."
Zhiyi shrank back: "Young Marquis, you wouldn't want to ride me like a horse, would you?"
"No, no, Mother says no, so it won't happen." Zhiyi comforted herself, her resolve to become the Lady of the Marquis strengthened. As the Lady of the Marquis, she wouldn't be treated like a horse, and she could do whatever she wanted—how carefree!
"Granny Yu, let's go back. I can eat by myself today."
The little one changed so quickly that Granny Yu was taken aback for a moment. She was also pleased to see Zhiyi's thoughtfulness and hurriedly led the little one back to avoid embarrassing the two masters inside the house.

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