Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

The woman on the bed was lying quietly when suddenly her body trembled violently, as if struck by an invisible force. She struggled to turn over and began to cough violently, as if she were coughing up her heart and lungs.

She hurriedly covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her whole body trembling from the violent coughing.

Jun Zechen was startled when he saw her turn around.

Her face seemed quite different from the Yao Yao I remembered.

The woman's eyes were lifeless; her once bright and lively eyes were now like a stagnant pool of water, her eye sockets sunken, her skin without any luster, and her face was almost devoid of flesh, making her pointed chin appear particularly striking.

Jun Zechen could still vaguely recognize that the face seemed to be Yao Yao's, with the familiar outline still faintly remaining between the eyebrows and eyes.

A short while later, Miaoyun, who had heard the commotion, hurriedly came in.

Her face was full of worry, and her steps were hurried. "Master, what's wrong?"

As he spoke, he quickly walked to Su Jingyao's side, taking three steps at a time, and gently supported her as if he were holding a fragile treasure.

"Cough cough, it's nothing."

"Su Jingyao" coughed as she struggled to utter the two words, her face filled with helplessness and numbness, as if she had already gotten used to her sickly body.

She knew she wouldn't live much longer. As the daughter of the Su family, she was too incompetent to win the Crown Prince's favor, and she couldn't even gain a foothold in the Eastern Palace.

Su Jingyao gave a self-deprecating laugh, her smile filled with bitterness.

I wonder how my mother is doing in the Su family. The Crown Prince is really heartless to sever her ties with the Su family. But it's better this way. If the concubines knew about her situation in the Eastern Palace, they would probably mock my mother.

Miaoyun quickly brought over the brewed medicine, scooped up a small spoonful, blew on it gently, and then fed it to her master.

Even though she knew she was going to die soon, Su Jingyao still obediently drank it.

She tilted her head slightly, matching Miaoyun's movements, not wanting Miaoyun to worry too much about her.

Her health had been completely ruined by several bouts of colds, and coupled with her depressed mood and long-term worries, her health deteriorated rapidly, leaving doctors helpless.

When Jun Zechen saw Miao Yun enter, his brows furrowed, and his doubts deepened.

Is she really Yao Yao? Why is there such a big difference?

Although Yao Yao was also very delicate when she was in the Eastern Palace, something seems off...

And it seems like they can't see him at all?

Jun Zechen walked to the bedside, but neither the master nor the servant reacted.

"My lady, I will go and beg His Highness the Crown Prince to have the imperial physician examine you."

As Miaoyun spoke, her eyes reddened and her voice trembled with tears.

The reason she went to ask His Highness the Crown Prince was because Miaoyun had already asked the Crown Princess for help when her mistress first fell ill.

However, ever since the Crown Princess learned that His Highness the Crown Prince and his master had consummated their marriage, her attitude towards him changed drastically, and she showed no concern whatsoever for his current situation.

The people in the Eastern Palace always treated people differently based on their status, and almost all of the master's expenses were covered by her dowry.

Since learning that her master was ill and unable to serve her, the Empress has become indifferent to him. To the Empress, her master has lost all value to her...

Miaoyun felt both indignant and helpless as she thought about these things.

Looking at her master, who appeared so haggard, she felt a sharp pain in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Miaoyun, there's no need. The Crown Prince now deeply resents me, so don't bother him any further."

"Su Jingyao" said weakly, her voice extremely feeble, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

She slowly shook her head, every movement appearing incredibly difficult.

"My lord, it was the Empress who drugged His Highness, not you who seduced him. Why is His Highness so heartless? Waaah!"

She was filled with righteous indignation, yet felt powerless to do anything about it.

Su Jingyao shook her head again. She no longer had the strength to speak, and her eyes were empty.

Her mother failed to win her father's heart; if she hadn't given birth to her brother, she probably wouldn't have had a good life in the mansion.

She was useless; she couldn't win His Highness's favor, nor could she give her mother confidence.

Jun Zechen listened to the conversation between the master and servant, his heart sank, and his expression became very complicated.

His mother did indeed drug him back then, but nothing happened between him and Yao Yao that time? Is this woman really Yao Yao?

If something had happened between him and Yao Yao because of traditional Chinese medicine, he would indeed have been very angry.

At that time, he would never allow his women to scheme against him. Even if his mother interfered, Jun Zechen would feel uncomfortable and might even take his anger out on the person who benefited from it.

Moreover, he already had the intention to deal with the Su family at that time, so it was not impossible that he would hate her because of it. But even if he hated her, he wouldn't let her live such a miserable life if he didn't favor her.

Why did it turn out like this?

If he hadn't fallen for Yao Yao, would Yao Yao be the same as the woman lying here?

Ling Yue was given the task of managing the affairs of the Eastern Palace, but she had not learned how to manage the inner quarters, so Jun Zechen arranged for her to be accompanied by several experienced nannies.

After Ling Yue entered the Eastern Palace, she didn't like learning these things. At that time, she was the only one in the Eastern Palace, and Jun Zechen didn't care. If she didn't want to learn, then she didn't have to. After that, she left everything to the nannies.

Later, a series of events occurred after Yao Yao entered the Eastern Palace. Yao Yao miscarried, and Tang Fengyi also lost her child. Jun Zechen then realized that Ling Yue should learn to manage the inner quarters instead of being a hands-off manager, so he reassigned a tutor to her.

At the beginning, his heart was only open to Ling Yue, and An Shun, under his instructions, would only proactively report Ling Yue's affairs.

Did Ling Yue know that the woman in the bed lived such a wretched life? Or did she tacitly approve of her subordinates treating her this way?

When Ling Yue was in charge of the palace, Yao Yao's palace attire was treated with complete indifference, even with Ling Yue's tacit approval...

If he hadn't fallen for Yao Yao, would Ling Yue of the Eastern Palace have taken advantage of his favor to hurt Yao Yao, just like the woman lying in bed right now?

Thinking of this, Jun Zechen frowned and fell into deep thought.

His heart was filled with a jumble of emotions, a mixture of feelings that left him in a state of turmoil.

Jun Zechen didn't know why he was trapped in Xiyan Palace, but he felt like he was bound here by invisible shackles, watching helplessly as the faint light of survival in his eyes gradually faded away every day.

Finally, those eyes were covered by a thick aura of death.

Jun Zechen clutched his chest in anguish, as if a giant hand was squeezing his heart, making it hard for him to breathe and turning his face pale.

How did he see all of this? What is her relationship with Yao Yao?

Not long after, perhaps because the news of the woman's death spread like wildfire, Ling Yue soon walked in.

The moment Jun Zechen saw her, he was momentarily dazed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

She is Ling Yue, but is the woman lying there really Yao Yao?!

Ling Yue frowned as she walked to the bedside and glanced at the woman who had already lost her life.

When this woman married into the Eastern Palace, Ling Yue was filled with fear, afraid that her beauty would steal the Crown Prince away.

Fortunately, the crown prince didn't like her. Even after consummating his marriage with this woman, he still didn't like her.

"Give Consort Su a proper burial." Ling Yue's voice was calm and even, without the slightest ripple.

"Your Highness, Consort Su has passed away. Should we tell His Highness?" Meixiang asked, her face showing some hesitation and worry.

Ling Yue was silent for a moment, then pursed her lips slightly. "No need. Your Highness has been busy these past few days. I will speak with Your Highness personally in a few days."

Jun Zechen looked at Ling Yue, who seemed somewhat indifferent at this moment, and felt shocked and regretful.

He seemed never to have noticed this side of her back then. Even when he later learned that Ling Yue might have approached him with some ulterior motives, he still thought she wasn't a bad person at heart. But in reality, her jealousy was so intense.

"I did not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me."

Jun Zechen's gaze fell on the woman lying on the bed again, unsure whether it was his fault or Ling Yue's.

He made a promise to Ling Yue but failed to keep it, which is why Ling Yue became obsessed with eliminating the woman who posed a threat. But Ling Yue had been deceiving him from the very beginning with her naivety and carefree attitude...

Jun Zechen's mood was extremely heavy at this moment.

After giving her instructions, Ling Yue turned and left Xiyan Palace without hesitation.