Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

"My lord, it seems that Consort Xu has been inquiring about Physician Jin lately."

Miaoyun frowned slightly, and her voice unconsciously lowered.

"Imperial Physician Jin feels that he has been followed by someone for the past month or two, and our spies in Chang Le Palace have also reported that Consort Xu seems to be inquiring about Imperial Physician Jin's background intentionally or unintentionally."

Miaoyun's expression grew increasingly solemn.

Su Jingyao paused, her hands, which had been focused on cutting flowers, and gripped the scissors slightly tighter.

"This Xu Xiurong seems to be quite clever."

A sharp glint flashed in her eyes.

Although Su Jingyao was prepared to let Jun Zechen know that she had been scheming against him since she was in the Eastern Palace, she did not intend to insert someone between her and Jun Zechen.

When a third person gets involved in a relationship between two people, things always become complicated and can be very damaging to the relationship.

Then, Su Jingyao instructed, "Let Imperial Physician Jin leave the palace and the capital. He should not return for the next few years."

She knew how terrifying Jun Zechen's possessiveness was. If Jun Zechen found out that Li Jin had feelings for her, it would be difficult for him not to kill Li Jin.

Since Xu Xiurong has started to pay attention to Li Jin, it seems that she has discovered some clues.

Just as Su Jingyao was thinking, Miaoxia walked in with light steps.

"Your Majesty, a eunuch from Qianqing Palace just came to report that His Majesty has invited you to the Wanxiang Divine Palace tonight."

Miaoxia's face was beaming with a bright smile, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

Vientiane Shrine is the tallest palace in the Imperial Palace, about 300 feet high. It is usually only opened for sacrifices, court assemblies, or celebrations. Today, His Majesty has actually invited the Emperor to go there.

Miaoxia's eyes were filled with longing and curiosity.

She also wanted to see it; she'd heard that from the top floor of the Myriad Gods Palace, one could reach out and touch the stars.

Su Jingyao raised an eyebrow. Was Jun Zechen in such a leisurely mood today?

"My lady, what would you like to wear tonight? I'll dress you up nicely."

Su Jingyao lowered her head and thought for a moment. The Myriad Manifestations Palace was very high, and there was a breeze at night. "Wear my pearl and jade moonlight dress."

Miaoxia nodded.

"It's been a long time since Your Highness has worn such an ethereal dress; His Majesty will surely love it."

Su Jingyao smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying.

Since Jun Zechen wanted to play some romantic games with her today, she naturally had to cooperate fully.

Soon, Su Jingyao finished her dinner, and Miaoxia began to carefully dress her up.

Miaoxia skillfully applied makeup to her, lightly powdering her face and then arranging her long, flowing black hair into an exquisite bun, adorned with dazzling pearls and jade.

It's almost time.

After carefully dressing up, they sat on the phoenix carriage and headed towards the Myriad Manifestations Divine Palace.

Su Jingyao fulfilled Miaoxia's wish to go with her and took her with her.

The base of the Wanxiang Divine Palace is a square, the middle layer has twelve sides representing the twelve two-hour periods of the day, and the top layer is a circle surrounded by nine dragon sculptures.

This palace is astonishing in both its architecture and construction techniques, and can definitely be called a masterpiece of its time.

When Su Jingyao stepped down from the phoenix carriage, Jun Zechen was already quietly waiting in front of the palace gate.

Today he wore a moon-colored gold-threaded dragon robe, the gold threads on the robe shimmering softly in the moonlight.

Her long hair was half-down and half-up, with a few strands fluttering gently in the wind. She had lost the usual imperial majesty and gained more of the elegance of a scholar.

Jun Zechen's gaze was deep and focused as he stared directly at Su Jingyao.

The pearl-emerald-feather moon-shine dress she wore tonight shimmered with a moon-like luster at its folds, dreamlike and ethereal, as if silver light were pouring down from the moon palace.

The skirt is embroidered with various patterns in exquisite silver thread, and the pearls adorning it emit a warm glow.

Her long sleeves were adorned with precious and unique emerald feathers, which swayed gently with her steps, like the wings of a fairy.

Upon seeing her, Jun Zechen's face lit up with surprise and delight.

Under the moonlight, she seemed to float on clouds, each step she took felt like walking on clouds.

However, Su Jingyao walked very slowly, smiling gently, her eyes shining like a galaxy in the night.

The two looked at each other with endless tenderness.

To reach the main gate of the Vientiane Shrine, you need to walk up the Jade Dragon Stairs from the open space in front of the gate.

But Jun Zechen seemed to be captivated by her gaze. He originally intended to wait calmly for her to come up at the palace gate, but he couldn't help but walk down from the palace gate step by step.

His steps were initially somewhat restrained, but as Su Jingyao approached, his pace quickened, the breeze causing his long hair to flutter, adding to his unruly and eager demeanor.

Jun Zechen stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Su Jingyao's slender waist. With a little effort, he lifted her up lightly and even spun her around a few times.

Caught off guard, Su Jingyao instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

His deep voice, warm and gentle, rang in Su Jingyao's ear.

"A fleeting glimpse of beauty under the moon, like a fairy from a painting; Yao Yao is truly stunning today."

Su Jingyao's cheeks instantly flushed crimson.

Although they knew in their hearts that the palace servants around them would not dare to look directly at their intimate behavior, they still felt a little shy about being so affectionate in public.

Especially when she thought about how Miaoxia, that gossip, was also there and might be secretly watching her, she felt even more flustered.

"Your Majesty, please lower me down."

Su Jingyao's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, carrying a hint of coquettishness and shyness.

Jun Zechen tried to calm his wildly beating heart and put her down.

He gently took her hand and walked up to her again, step by step. The palace servants followed silently behind, heads bowed, not daring to look at her in the slightest.

"Why did Your Majesty summon me here today?"

"Yaoyao has been in a bad mood lately, but I don't know why, so I naturally want to cheer her up."

"I was already very happy to see Your Majesty dressed differently today. 'A gentleman as handsome as jade, unparalleled in the world' is the most fitting description of Your Majesty today."

Su Jingyao's eyes were full of admiration.

His skin has returned to its fair complexion, and with this outfit, he truly looks handsome.

Jun Zechen couldn't help but smile.

He knew that Yao Yao liked his style of dress, and he couldn't help but feel secretly pleased with himself.

Upon entering the palace, apart from Miaoxia and Anshun, everyone else stood respectfully at the entrance, not daring to enter rashly.

Inside the Vientiane Shrine, the first thing you see is the massive wooden pillar that runs vertically through the palace. The dragons carved on them are incredibly lifelike, with each scale meticulously crafted. The exquisite craftsmanship is breathtaking and exudes a majestic aura.

Under the soft light, the various colors inside the hall intertwine and blend, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene.

The golden light and red curtains complemented each other, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere in every corner.

Looking up, the dome looms high above, as if it were an entrance to an unknown world, containing endless mysteries of the heavens.

Every detail, from the exquisite murals to the magnificent decorations, showcases the supreme majesty and nobility of imperial power, silently recounting the glory and prosperity of this era.

Jun Zechen took her hand and led her up the stairs step by step.

He wanted to take her to the top floor so she could experience the most magnificent sight.

But Su Jingyao only took two steps before her feet stopped as if nailed to the ground.

Jun Zechen turned his head in confusion, his eyes filled with concern. "What's wrong?"

"It's so high, I don't want to go up."

Su Jingyao said this deliberately, a hint of cunning in her eyes.

Jun Zechen looked up and saw that it was indeed quite high. She usually only walked for half an hour, so climbing this ladder would definitely be tiring for her.

"Should I carry Yao Yao on my back?"

Su Jingyao tilted her head, blinked her bright eyes at him, and smiled, "Really?"

An Shun, standing to the side, kept his head down and his body ramrod straight, not daring to look at him at all. But his heart was already in turmoil. He couldn't believe that His Majesty could say such a thing.

An Shun served His Majesty when he was still a prince. His Majesty has never knelt before anyone except the late Emperor and the Empress Dowager.

Miaoxia also lowered her head, but she couldn't suppress the upturned corners of her mouth. Coming today was definitely the right decision.

She couldn't help but secretly raise her eyes, eager to see the emperor and empress's sweet interactions.

Jun Zechen squatted down in front of her without hesitation, his voice steady and gentle.

"Come up, my Empress is too delicate. Since she can't walk up, I will do it for her."

Su Jingyao couldn't help but chuckle, clearly amused by his words.

Then, she gently lay down on his back and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Jun Zechen felt her weight, picked her up, and walked up the stairs with steady and powerful steps.

Upon reaching the top floor, Jun Zechen gently put her down, took her hand again, and led her out.

Standing here, you can look up at the stars or gaze at the entire imperial city.

"Why did Your Majesty bring me here?"

Su Jingyao looked up at the moon, the moonlight shining on her fair face, adding to her gentle beauty.

"The Palace of Myriad Images is the only place in the Imperial City where one can feel freedom."

Jun Zechen's gaze was deep and gentle.

Why?

Su Jingyao turned her head and looked at Jun Zechen with curiosity in her eyes.

"Because this place represents the supreme imperial power, I will take Yao Yao with me to see the mountains and rivers and look down on all living beings. No matter what happens to you, I will always be there to support you."

Jun Zechen's tone was firm and bold, and his hand unconsciously rose to gently stroke Su Jingyao's hair.

Indeed, in this era, power represents freedom—the freedom to control everything.

She's been in a bad mood lately because she's anxious and afraid that Jun Zecuo won't be able to accept her past schemes, so she's been somewhat absent-minded.

"Today, all I wish for is to make my beloved smile."

After saying that, Jun Zechen gave An Shun a subtle wink, which An Shun understood immediately.

Suddenly, the bright moon and stars were obscured by dazzling fireworks, one after another echoing in the silent imperial city.

The moment Su Jingyao saw the fireworks, her eyes widened in surprise and delight.

The corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

Fireworks are only set off on major holidays in the Kingdom of Jun, because the cost of setting off fireworks is not low.

Even though Su Jingyao wasn't particularly interested in fireworks, she was happy because of his meticulous preparations.

Su Jingyao looked up, her bright eyes reflecting the magnificent fireworks. The dazzling light illuminated her eyes, and the smile on her lips never faded.

Jun Zechen, however, kept his eyes on her, never leaving her for a moment.

The night breeze gently caressed her cheeks and stirred her hair; every strand seemed breathtakingly beautiful in Jun Zechen's eyes.

His eyes were filled with infatuation, as if the whole world had shrunk to just her.

It's only 7 PM now, and the ladies-in-waiting and palace servants in the imperial city are still awake.

A series of dazzling fireworks burst forth, instantly shattering the tranquility of the night.

Many of the concubines sat up from their couches, their brows furrowed and their faces filled with doubt, and summoned their personal maids to inquire about the matter.

The palace servants also whispered among themselves, stopping their work and straining their ears to try and glean the reason for the sudden fireworks from the snippets of conversation.

After all, today is not a holiday, so why would fireworks be set off in the palace?

Perhaps tomorrow, everyone will realize that this was a fireworks display prepared by His Majesty for the Empress, just to bring a smile to her face.

This carefully planned romantic gesture is likely to become a topic of much discussion among the people in the palace.

At this moment, Su Jingyao was truly happy. She wrapped her arms around Jun Zechen's strong waist, stood on tiptoe slightly, and took the initiative to kiss him.

Jun Zechen was taken aback at first, then reacted, grabbed her head with his large hand, not giving her any chance to back down, and deepened the kiss.

Seeing this, Anshun and Miaoxia, with great foresight, quietly slipped away.

Anshun lowered his head, walked hurriedly, and dared not look back.

Miaoxia covered her mouth with her sleeve, suppressing her laughter, and quickly left.

Jun Zechen's kisses grew increasingly passionate and excessive. He held Su Jingyao tightly, even pinning her against the wall.

The solid walls seemed to bear witness to their passion.

"Does Yao Yao want it?"

His voice was deep and husky, carrying endless allure and ambiguity.

The emperor is the most sly of all. Back when he was in the Eastern Palace, he liked to make her beg him. Now, even though he wants it himself, he insists on asking her if she wants it too.

Since he's in such a mood, is Su Jingyao really less open-minded than an ancient person?

We'll definitely stick with you to the end.

Su Jingyao gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible, yet enough to ignite a raging fire in Jun Zechen's heart.

He was like a wild beast out of control, grabbing people and biting them wildly.

The moonlight, like water, bathed them. On the city tower, the two men, standing at the pinnacle of power, forgot all constraints and rules at this moment.

They are free, unrestrained, and passionate.

Su Jingyao's hair danced in the wind, and Jun Zechen's clothes fluttered. Their figures intertwined, as if they were about to merge with the moonlight and become the most moving picture in the world.