Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Qianqing Palace.

After receiving the investigation results regarding Physician Jin, Anshun frowned deeply, his brows furrowing as if they could trap a swarm of flies.

He was filled with conflicting emotions. Although An Shun felt from the bottom of his heart that the Empress could not possibly have an affair with a royal physician, judging from Physician Jin's resume, the Empress did indeed have an unusual relationship with this physician.

He lowered his head and walked to His Majesty's side.

"Your Majesty, the investigation into Physician Jin that you instructed me to conduct has yielded results. These are Physician Jin's resumes submitted by the secret guards."

After saying that, he stood silently to the side.

Never mind, Your Majesty, you can see for yourself.

Jun Zechen's eyes flickered for a moment when he heard the name Physician Jin.

He took a stack of papers from Anshun.

The first one is a portrait of Physician Jin. Because Physician Jin had been in the palace for several years, many court painters had seen him, so it was easy to paint his portrait.

When Jun Zechen saw the portrait of Physician Jin, his hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the paper.

He had a handsome face and a gentle, refined demeanor.

Isn't this exactly what she likes?

Whenever Jun Zechen dressed up in a more refined manner, her eyes would light up like stars, even though this imperial physician was himself a charming and elegant gentleman.

Jun Zechen's icy gaze was fixed on the portrait, as if he wanted to pierce through the person in it.

Then, in a fit of anger, he rolled the portrait into a ball and threw it away violently.

Jun Zechen struggled to suppress the raging anger in his heart and continued to read through Physician Jin's life story.

They knew each other before entering the palace. After entering the palace, this Imperial Physician Jin was always her personal physician, and he was the one who personally assigned him!

Jun Zechen's face grew increasingly gloomy.

In the past few days, Jun Zechen has been forcing himself not to think about the things that happened in the East Palace, constantly reminding himself that it's enough for her to love him now.

But now, my thoughts are like a wild horse, out of control.

If her entering the Eastern Palace was all about scheming and using him, then did she ever truly love him?

Why did she send this Imperial Physician Jin out of the palace?

Was she afraid he would find out? Afraid he would kill her? Or did she like him?

Thinking of all this, Jun Zechen's anger burned like wildfire.

At this moment, he was filled with murderous intent and wanted to tear this Imperial Physician Jin to pieces!

Jun Zechen's mind was in chaos, a jumble of thoughts intertwined like a tangled mess.

He didn't know what kind of result he wanted: proof that she had never betrayed him, or the truth that she admitted herself.

Jun Zechen's eyes darkened.

"Invite the Empress to the Qianqing Palace."

His voice was low and suppressed, carrying an indescribable complexity of emotions.

When Su Jingyao received the summons, she already had a guess in her mind.

That day, she was drinking wine with Jun Zechen at the lotus pond, unaware that he had banished Xu Shiying to the cold palace. After finding out, she guessed that Jun Zechen might already know something.

These past few days, Jun Zechen has also been absent-minded. Although on the surface he seems to be no different from usual, he hasn't even questioned Su Jingyao as she had guessed.

It seems like I just accepted it calmly?

But today, Anshun came to Kunning Palace to summon her, looking hesitant to speak. Su Jingyao sighed inwardly; what was bound to happen had finally happened.

Su Jingyao entered the imperial study and walked straight toward Jun Zechen.

Halfway there, my gaze was drawn to a crumpled piece of paper on the ground, and I couldn't help but frown.

She stopped, bent down to pick it up, and gently unfolded it.

Li Jin?

When Su Jingyao saw Li Jin's portrait, her heart sank, and she secretly thought something was wrong.

Oh no, this man's jealousy has probably reached its peak.

She sighed helplessly, looked up at Jun Zechen's cold, icy face, then threw away the portrait without hesitation and continued walking towards him.

From the moment Su Jingyao stepped into the Imperial Study, Jun Zechen's gaze never left her, and he kept a close eye on her every move.

When he saw her open the portrait, his expression stiffened for a moment, but then he saw her casually toss the portrait aside and walk towards him, and Jun Zechen finally felt a little relieved.

"Shouldn't Your Majesty be reviewing memorials at this time? Why did you summon me?"

Su Jingyao walked to his side, tilted her head slightly, and asked.

Jun Zechen kept a straight face, pursed his lips tightly, and tried his best not to look at her, staring straight ahead.

"Has the Empress seen that portrait? Doesn't she have anything to explain?"

Su Jingyao raised an eyebrow slightly. They've started calling her Empress, so it seems they're really angry.

She looked down at Jun Zechen, who was expressionless and whose eyes revealed no emotion.

She sighed inwardly, thinking, "As expected of the emperor, his expression control is truly amazing." Su Jingyao couldn't figure out what he was thinking or how angry he was.

Su Jingyao, intending to test him, didn't answer his question but instead complained softly, "My legs are sore."

"Did the Empress walk over here?"

Su Jingyao gave a soft "Mmm".

Jun Zechen was momentarily speechless.

Su Jingyao, taking advantage of the situation, retorted angrily, "What's wrong, Your Majesty? He's just a royal physician. Didn't you personally appoint him for me?"

After saying that, she arrogantly sat on his lap without saying another word.

Her legs were already sore from walking, and the only thing in the imperial study was the dragon throne, so even if there was going to be a commotion, she couldn't stand there.

"you."

Jun Zechen was speechless for a moment because of her bold move. The anger in his heart was instantly stuck in his chest, and he didn't know how to vent it.

But his hand still instinctively wrapped around her waist.

"I have many doubts in my mind. Can the Empress dispel them for me?"

"Your Majesty may ask anything you wish."

Su Jingyao tilted her head slightly, her expression calm.

"Your concessions when you entered the Eastern Palace were all fake, your close relationship with the Ling family was also an act, and your deep affection for me was all an performance, wasn't it?"

Jun Zechen's voice trembled as he asked these questions.

He didn't know what the woman in his arms was feeling, but he himself was extremely flustered, as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

He believed her as long as she said no.

Su Jingyao lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

She said softly, "If Your Majesty already has the answer in your heart, does my reply matter?"

"important!"

"Answer me."

Su Jingyao looked up and met Jun Zechen's hurt and incredulous gaze, which made her heart tremble slightly.

Jun Zechen must have suspected those things about the Eastern Palace a few days ago, but too much time has passed and he has no evidence.

For some reason, I never asked her.

The reason I called her here today is because she was upset about Li Jin's situation. Since that's the case, it seems like it's okay to tell the truth.

After a moment's thought, Su Jingyao gave a firm answer.

"Yes."

She did not back down, her gaze unwavering.

Jun Zechen's heart sank into an abyss in an instant, heavy and heavy. He wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't utter a single word.

When asked why she was scheming, she replied...

The thought flashed through his mind, but how could he possibly ask such a idiotic question?

Isn't scheming against him all for the sake of supreme power?

He couldn't help but sneer at himself, never imagining that he, who had always been so clever, would be so easily fooled by a woman. How did she feel about him every time he confessed his feelings?

A pitiful man kneeling at her feet, his emotions toyed with at her will?

Jun Zechen suddenly felt that he was being utterly absurd. The woman he had cherished and pampered for years had actually been putting on a fake act in front of him all along!

Jun Zechen's hands trembled as he gripped Su Jingyao's chin tightly with his thumb and forefinger, the force so great it seemed he wanted to crush her bones.

Enraged to the point of near irrationality, he shouted, "Do you know I am the emperor? These words you uttered can have consequences...!"

He wanted to say something harsh, something that would terrify and frighten her, but the words wouldn't come out.

Su Jingyao naturally understood his unspoken meaning: he could easily take back everything she currently possessed.

If Su Jingyao had come in today and been forced to kneel on the ground to explain everything by Jun Zechen, instead of being held in his arms by him now, Su Jingyao would have denied it without hesitation, and she might even have pretended for the rest of her life.

It was Jun Zechen who gave her confidence.

Rather than spending the next decade or so anxiously waiting for him to find out, it's better to tell him now.

She would rather others suffer than suffer herself.

However, Jun Zechen's strength was somewhat excessive due to his injury. Her brows furrowed tightly, her eyes quickly welled up with tears, and her voice trembled with a sob, "It hurts."

"Pain? Do you feel as much pain as I do?"

Jun Zechen's eyes were bloodshot as he roared through gritted teeth.

However, despite this, he eventually slowly released her from his grasp.

"What's your relationship with that imperial physician?"

"Just a servant."

The more indifferent she acted, the less Jun Zechen cared.

Jun Zechen lowered his head and approached her, his deep eyes staring straight at her as if trying to see through her.

"Then what if I kill him? As long as he is on the royal land of the kingdom, if I want to kill him, he can't escape."

"Your Majesty wants to kill him because of me? Does Your Majesty believe I had an affair with him?"

Su Jingyao's voice was filled with grievance.

Jun Zechen didn't believe she would have an affair with a royal physician, but the events at the Eastern Palace were still vivid in his mind, and that royal physician was clearly her type, and had been by her side for so many years.

Her deception and concealment left Jun Zechen in a state of utter confusion, unsure of how to handle the situation for the first time.

Killing that imperial physician would be tantamount to admitting to her ambiguous relationship with him.

If we just brush it off lightly, won't she become even more smug and reckless?

Punish her severely?

Jun Zechen gritted his teeth.

"From today onwards, the Empress is confined to the Qianqing Palace..."

After saying that, he pushed her off him, then turned his head away and refused to look at her again.

Su Jingyao glanced at him questioningly, but then thought, "Never mind, he doesn't seem very angry."

She then entered his sleeping quarters in the Qianqing Palace, as if she were at the Kunning Palace, without any restraint.

That night, Jun Zechen lay alone in the east side hall, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. In the end, he had to ask Anshun to bring in several jugs of wine to relieve his worries.

Su Jingyao slept peacefully in Jun Zechen's palace, but she could hear the sound of a wine pot breaking next door from time to time.