Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

"Anshun, find out everything about Physician Jin from the Imperial Hospital. I want to see the results in a few days."

Jun Zechen gave the order in a cold voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Anshun quickly agreed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his heart filled with unease.

Anshun was in a real bind, feeling utterly miserable. How did these two things get mixed up like this?

What should we do? And what about the Empress...?

"Your Majesty, you promised the Empress that you would dine with her at the lotus pond tonight."

An Shun looked up to observe Jun Zechen's expression, his voice trembling slightly. After speaking, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to breathe.

Jun Zechen naturally knew that she had prepared a surprise for him today, but he was so flustered that he was afraid to see her.

Jun Zechen then composed himself.

Everything is still unclear. Yao Yao loves him very much, so it's impossible for her to like some lousy imperial physician. If that imperial physician really has any connection with Yao Yao, it must be because that imperial physician has impure intentions.

Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in Jun Zechen's eyes, and a chilling feeling rose in his heart.

"It's almost time, let's go to the lotus pond."

Jun Zechen took a breath and tried to calm himself down.

Meanwhile, Su Jingyao had arrived at the lotus pond quite early.

Since Jun Zechen gave her a surprise last time, she naturally had to return the favor.

A gentle breeze caresses the lotus pond, causing the lotus leaves to sway gracefully.

A luxurious and elegant ship is quietly moored at the shore, with exquisite food and fine wine laid out on a small table.

Su Jingyao wore a mint green dress with pink floral embroidery on the hem. The silky tulle fluttered gently, seemingly blending into the lotus leaves in the pond.

A pink ribbon was tied around her waist, which further accentuated her slender waist.

Her jet-black hair was styled into an elegant bun, with a few strands playfully falling beside her fair cheeks, making her look lively and exquisitely beautiful.

Ice basins were placed around, creating a cool atmosphere that made the stuffiness disappear.

I also lit some light mosquito repellent incense; the subtle fragrance lingered in the air, making me feel relaxed and happy.

When Jun Zechen arrived, he could see her sitting in the cabin with a gentle smile from afar.

His eyes held a complex expression, tinged with hesitation.

Stepping into the cabin, An Shun followed closely behind, but went straight to the bow with happy Lu, and the two began rowing the boat.

Su Jingyao had spent the whole day meticulously arranging the ship, so she was unaware of what had happened in Qianqing Palace and hadn't noticed anything amiss with Jun Zechen.

After Jun Zechen slowly sat down next to her, Su Jingyao smiled, picked up the wine pot with her jade-like hand, and poured him a cup of wine.

"Today, bathed in the afterglow of the sunset and surrounded by lotus leaves in the pond, it is a beautiful and auspicious occasion. Your Majesty, I would like to offer you a cup of wine."

Jun Zechen picked up his wine glass.

The two clinked their glasses together, making a crisp sound, and Su Jingyao promptly downed her glass of wine in one gulp.

"Today, Your Majesty, I wish to play a piece on the zither, to suit this occasion, this wine, and also..."

She stared intently at Jun Zechen, her gaze seemingly filled with deep affection, "And this feeling too."

Jun Zechen's heart skipped a beat. Was she implying that she was trying to evoke their marital relationship?

He had been feeling uneasy, but her words immediately perked him up, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Su Jingyao gracefully stood up, walked to the guqin next to her, and sat down. She gently tested the sound with her slender fingers. She had never played the guqin in front of Jun Zechen before, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Soon, melodious piano music began, and Su Jingyao played "Idle Thoughts in the Courtyard".

The melody of this song is fresh and natural, and the rhythm is soothing and smooth.

Standing by this immersive lotus pond, one can truly feel the tranquility and comfort.

As she played the piano, Su Jingyao softly sang the lyrics.

"A boatload of cooking smoke and wine, the moon still half-open, half-awake, the green hills listen to my laughter, and the orchid shadows embrace me."

As Jun Zechen listened to the intro, he could feel a relaxed, peaceful, and pleasant atmosphere. He unconsciously closed his eyes and listened, immersing himself in the music. All his worries were temporarily forgotten.

He never expected Yao Yao's piano skills to be so superb. He had never heard this tune before, and the lyrics were even more beautiful and moving.

When the climax arrived, Su Jingyao slowly sang, "Standing idly at dusk, I ask with a smile if the porridge is warm; the sound of the zither rises or falls, but only one person understands."

Jun Zechen suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze met Su Jingyao's.

Did Yao Yao hope that they could live a simple yet warm life together like any other couple? She must love him to sing this song.

Seeing that Jun Zechen suddenly became agitated, Su Jingyao's eyes revealed a hint of doubt and confusion, but she still finished playing the piece.

This song is a modern Chinese-style song that expresses a longing for a leisurely life and a cherishing of sincere emotions. Jun Zechen is busy with court affairs every day, so if you want him to relax, this song "Xian Ting Xu" is the perfect choice.

They were husband and wife, and apart from their identities as emperor and empress, Su Jingyao knew that Jun Zechen valued their marital bond. No matter what might happen in the future, Jun Zechen valued it now, so he should like this song.

After Su Jingyao finished playing her instrument, she stood up and sat down next to Jun Zechen.

He eagerly wrapped his arms around her waist, his movements both urgent and tender.

"My love for Yao Yao is deep, and this song she played touched my heart."

Although Su Jingyao found his reaction today a bit strange, she didn't think too much about it.

"I'm glad Your Majesty is pleased."

Su Jingyao smiled slightly, her smile bright and captivating.

Her eyes were full of tenderness as she gently leaned into Jun Zechen's arms.

The weight on Jun Zechen's heart seemed to finally lift a little. He was just a royal physician, nothing special. How could Yao Yao possibly like him?

His mood was as if the clouds had parted and the sun had appeared, bringing him sudden clarity and joy.

The two chatted and laughed tenderly, a gentle breeze caressing their faces, Jun Zechen's hearty laughter mingling with Su Jingyao's clear, cheerful laughter.

A cool night breeze blew, and the fragrance of lotus blossoms filled the air, intoxicating them and making them feel incredibly happy.

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Zhongcui Palace.

Bai Lan jogged into the side hall of Zhongcui Palace, her steps hurried and her breathing somewhat disordered.

"My lady, my lady, great news! His Majesty has restored your title of Consort Xian, and the Third Prince has been brought back from Consort Ming's place."

Bai Lan's voice was somewhat shrill with excitement, her face flushed with excitement, and her eyes were full of joy.

An Jinyan, who had been sitting listlessly on the couch, froze upon hearing this. Before she could react, she stood there blankly, her eyes lifeless, like a puppet.

Then, as if waking from a dream, he asked incredulously, "Really?"

Her voice trembled, as if she couldn't believe this sudden good news.

"Yes, Your Majesty, Consort Xu is the real culprit who poisoned Consort Chu. His Majesty has already demoted her to a commoner and moved her to the Cold Palace."

Bai Lan said excitedly, her eyebrows dancing with joy, completely immersed in happiness.

An Jinyan's eyes darkened, her pupils contracted sharply, and a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes. Sure enough, it was this woman who framed her.

Ha, after framing her, she still had the audacity to ask her to join forces against the Empress. Was she really that stupid?

Don't they realize that His Majesty has favored the Empress exclusively for two years? The Empress not only gave birth to the eldest son of the legitimate wife, but also twins. What do they have to fight against the Empress?

An Jinyan thought to herself, a mocking smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Then her face instantly lit up, and she gracefully rose from the couch.

"Help me change my clothes. I'm going to the Cold Palace to take a good look at this vile woman who framed me behind my back."

Her tone was authoritative and impatient.

"Yes, Master," Bai Lan replied, and hurried off to prepare.

An Jinyan was demoted to the rank of Jieyu a few months later and was once again seated in a sedan chair that only the empress of a palace could ride in. Her hands were on the armrests, her fingers were slightly bent, her eyes were full of arrogance, her gaze was straight ahead, her chin was slightly raised, showing off her majesty.

When An Jinyan arrived at the Cold Palace, she frowned and looked at the environment with disdain, as if she were looking at a pile of garbage.

Then, led tremblingly by the palace maids of the Cold Palace, they went directly to Xu Shiying's palace.

Inside the cold palace, the tables and chairs were old and worn, covered with the marks of time and dust.

The sweltering heat made the hall feel even more stifling; the air seemed to have solidified, filled with a musty, decaying atmosphere.

Xu Shiying sat listlessly on a dilapidated bench in the cold palace, like a soulless shell.

She slumped down, her eyes empty and lifeless, her gaze vacant. She couldn't understand how, in an instant, she had gone from being the high-ranking and glamorous Consort Xiu Rong, the birth mother of the Sixth Prince, to a desolate and abandoned woman in the cold palace.

"Oh, Consort Xu, I've arrived! Why don't you come and pay your respects?"

An Jinyan walked in, her face filled with contempt and smugness, her voice sharp and full of mockery.

Xu Shiying slowly raised her head and looked over. It was Consort Xian. She had been reinstated, and her magnificent palace attire had been changed back to the noble style that only the four consorts could wear. She stood tall and proud, majestic and arrogant.

"Ha, now that I'm like this, why would I care whether you bow to me or not?"

Xu Shiying gave a cold laugh, her voice hoarse and weak.

An Jinyan's eyes turned cold instantly. She strode up to Xu Shiying and slapped her across the face with all her might.

The slap was swift and powerful, causing Xu Shiying's head to tilt sharply to the side and her body to shake violently, almost causing her to fall to the ground.

"What grudge do I hold against you that you would try to frame me?"

"Because of your framing, my personal maid Bai Zhi, whom I brought from the palace, died. Even this slap cannot quell the hatred in my heart."

An Jinyan's eyes widened in anger, her teeth grinding together.

"You can live well in the cold palace. I will not let you die. I will make you experience the pain that Bai Zhi suffered in her life."

An Jinyan felt a pang of pain in her heart when she thought of Bai Zhi's gruesome death at the hands of torture in order to save her.

Although An Jinyan wouldn't have much genuine affection for these servants and would abandon them without hesitation if her life was threatened, Bai Zhi had grown up with her and they had a deep bond. How could she not be moved by Bai Zhi's tragic death?

It's all because of that vile woman. She dragged her down with her in order to deal with the Empress. She doesn't even know what kind of person she is.

An Jinyan cursed inwardly. Her looks were not top-notch in the harem, and her family background was even more unremarkable. She only had the sixth prince, yet she wanted to deal with the empress. What a pipe dream.

"Consort Xian, with such a good family background, are you really willing to remain subservient to others forever? Now that I have entered the harem, what's wrong with me competing? It's just that I was one step behind and lost."

Xu Shiying's eyes burned with anger and resentment.

If she had a background like that of Consort Xian, she wouldn't have had such a difficult journey every step of the way!

An Jinyan, however, scoffed and raised the corners of her mouth in a mocking smile.

"So what if I submit to someone else? I'm just a wise person who knows when to yield. What you're doing isn't courage, it's like a moth drawn to a flame."

Then An Jinyan turned her head and instructed, "Bai Lan, send a eunuch to slap Consort Xu twenty times a day, so that she can reflect on her mistakes. Since she is in the Cold Palace, she doesn't need to eat or dress well."

"Consort Xian! You've become a petty person who's gotten your way! Even though I'm in the Cold Palace, I'm still the birth mother of a prince. How dare you punish me like this?"

Xu Shiying was furious and glared at Consort Xian with hatred in her eyes.

An Jinyan bent down and leaned close to Xu Shiying's eyes, "What can you do to me?" she asked, her voice full of provocation.

After saying that, she straightened up, turned around proudly, and walked out of the Cold Palace without looking back, leaving Xu Shiying behind her screaming in despair.