Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Su Jingyao lay languidly on the chaise lounge, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, her eyes gently closed, as she began to ponder the day's talent show.

She still clearly remembered the plot of that novel. When Jun Zechen was still the Crown Prince, apart from the original owner of the body, the Eastern Palace did not include any other women.

When Emperor Jingsheng was critically ill, he summoned Jun Zechen for a private talk. Although she did not know the specific content of the conversation, Jun Zechen's personality changed drastically because of it.

Clad in a dragon robe, he was cold, dignified, and unfathomable; no one could discern his emotions.

The emperor's majesty and indifference permeated almost his entire life, and his tenderness towards Ling Yue was worn away in the decade or so after he ascended the throne.

After ascending the throne, he began to select concubines at the suggestion of his court officials, and then proceeded to favor the concubines indiscriminately.

Almost any concubine he took a liking to could receive his favor.

Of the five women chosen by the Empress for Jun Zechen yesterday, An Jinyan left the deepest impression on her, because she was the first woman Jun Zechen favored after ascending the throne, and later became the most favored concubine in the harem, rivaling Empress Ling Yue.

Ling Yue's protagonist aura probably stems from having Jun Zechen's sincere love in the early stages and gaining his support and trust in the mid-stage palace intrigues. Otherwise, she wouldn't have survived the suppression and scheming of wave after wave of favored concubines.

Later, Jun Zechen's love faded because of Ling Yue's changes, and in the end, the two were husband and wife for life.

But after Jun Zechen became emperor, he never stopped having women. When he stopped loving Ling Yue, it meant that he no longer loved anyone. He no longer had the ability to love, nor did he understand love.

Ling Yue lost her love in the power struggles of the harem, but she secured her position as Empress. Every time she saw the indifferent Jun Zechen, she would miss the young man she once knew.

Every time Su Jingyao thought about the plot of that novel, she felt a little regretful for having read it.

Despite being marketed as a sweet romance novel, it turns out to be a tragic story, but it does offer a profound insight into human nature.

Now, presumably due to her butterfly effect, the Empress not only sent five women into the Eastern Palace, but also brought the future favorite concubine An Jinyan to Jun Zechen's doorstep ahead of time.

A slow smile crept onto Su Jingyao's lips. Was she about to start the palace intrigue mode ahead of schedule?

Jun Zechen will ascend the throne next year. Originally, the Crown Princess was not going to get pregnant, and there were only the two of them in the Eastern Palace. She was not in a hurry to get pregnant, but now five women have suddenly come, and it seems that Jun Zechen will definitely favor them.

Thinking of this, Su Jingyao frowned slightly. This butterfly effect had completely disrupted her plans. She had originally intended to get pregnant after Jun Zechen ascended the throne.

Tsk.

It seems we can no longer use contraception.

After all, she was going to give birth to Jun Zechen's eldest son.

When Jun Zechen stepped into Xiyan Palace, she was lying quietly on the chaise longue, her eyes glazed over, with no maidservants attending to her.

After returning to the East Palace from the Imperial Study, Jun Zechen's mind was filled with turbulent thoughts.

What my father said makes sense; he really shouldn't invest too much emotion in women.

He originally planned to comfort Ling Yue, because An Shun reported that Ling Yue had been depressed since returning from the tea tasting banquet, and had even kept sending people to inquire when he would return.

Jun Zechen felt a surge of annoyance upon hearing An Shun's report. He didn't want to continue discussing women with Ling Yue, and he couldn't give her any promises.

These women were merely tools for him to have children. What harm was there in favoring them? Why did they always act so heartbroken? He didn't know how to comfort Ling Yue, nor how to get along with her.

Therefore, Jun Zechen turned around and came to Xiyan Palace.

Jun Zechen slowly approached the woman. He stood tall and straight, each step carrying a steady strength, as if the whole world was beneath his feet.

The woman's soft hair cascaded down her chest like a waterfall, the strands as smooth as silk, as if woven from the finest threads.

Her silk dress floated down to the ground like drifting clouds, dreamlike and ethereal. Her beauty was so captivating that it was almost impossible to look away.

Jun Zechen gently picked up the dazed woman, placed her on his lap, and then held her tightly.

He buried his head deep in the woman's smooth neck, looking somewhat forlorn.

Su Jingyao was startled by his sudden action and only came to her senses after being picked up.

She turned her head slightly to look at Jun Zechen, who had his eyes closed, and felt a little puzzled.

Why does Jun Zechen look so strange today?

He seemed to have a slightly hurt expression.

Su Jingyao frowned slightly. What happened?

Although she didn't understand what was wrong, Su Jingyao reacted quickly, gently hugging Jun Zechen back and asking with concern, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Her voice is soft and gentle, making people feel relaxed.

"Does Yao Yao know what 'like' means?"

Jun Zechen's voice was indifferent, revealing little emotion.

Su Jingyao smiled radiantly, cupped Jun Zechen's handsome face in her hands, gazed at him with gentle, watery eyes, and whispered, "I think of Your Highness every day; does that count as liking you?"

Jun Zechen met her gaze with his dark eyes, but he didn't know the answer.

Because Su Jingyao's change was at his request; he was the one who made her focus all her attention on him, but he didn't know if she truly liked him.

However, he now feels that the answer doesn't seem to matter, because he can't reciprocate anyone's affection.

"But feelings can change, so what can be done? Yao Yao thinks of me today, but who will she think of tomorrow?"

Jun Zechen frowned slightly, his words carrying a barb.

"As time goes by, regimes change, and the world is constantly changing, why should Your Highness pursue anything eternal?"

Su Jingyao looked very calm, and then she continued, "A landscape, a passerby, an experience; at the moment of parting, no one needs to explain to anyone else."

She gazed intently at Jun Zechen, her eyes filled with sincerity.

Her words were actually a veiled reference to Jun Zechen and Ling Yue; she wanted Jun Zechen to let go of his guilt.

Jun Zechen clearly understood.

Then Su Jingyao gently brought her red lips close to Jun Zechen's ear, her voice seductive, as if she wanted to drag Jun Zechen into an abyss.

"Your Highness, you may do as you please; I will always be yours."

Jun Zechen held Su Jingyao tightly around the waist. Her words surprised him, but also made him feel somewhat relieved.

He reached out and pinched Su Jingyao's chin, his deep eyes fixed on her.

"Even if I stop liking you in the future, you won't care?"

Su Jingyao's eyes instantly brightened, sparkling. "Does Your Highness mean you like me now?"

"I am so happy."

A radiant smile bloomed on her face, as beautiful as spring flowers in full bloom.

Jun Zechen was taken aback; he hadn't expected Su Jingyao to focus on this.

"I like you, and you're happy?" Jun Zechen's tone was somewhat surprised.

Su Jingyao nodded. "Before I married Your Highness, Your Highness already had a wife, who was also the woman you loved. You will likely have many more women in the future, but I only have Your Highness. I can accept it if Your Highness doesn't like me, but I will be very happy if Your Highness likes me."

"Wouldn't you be very sad if I stopped liking you?"

Jun Zechen asked this question because Ling Yue was in this state. She was afraid that he would fall in love with Su Jingyao, so she had been monopolizing him for the past few days, which he had witnessed.

but.

Ling Yue's possessiveness annoyed him.

"Then I'd like to offer Your Highness a word." Su Jingyao raised her head slightly, her eyes revealing determination and unwavering resolve.

Su Jingyao gracefully dismounted from Jun Zechen, her figure slender and elegant, like a lively fairy.

She moved gracefully and slowly walked to the couch beside her and sat down.

On the low table on the couch were the brushes and ink she used for practicing calligraphy, which exuded a faint fragrance of ink.

Su Jingyao picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and with a light flick of her wrist, wrote fluently on the paper.

Her expression was focused and earnest, and every stroke of her pen contained her emotions. Before long, a beautiful piece of writing appeared on the paper, with elegant characters that flowed like clouds and water.

After finishing writing, Su Jingyao smiled mischievously.

She stood up, holding the paper in her hand, and walked gracefully towards Jun Zechen.

"Please take a look, Your Highness." Her voice was clear and melodious, as pleasant as a silver bell.

Jun Zechen slowly unfolded the paper in front of him, and the first few sentences that caught his eye were words that shocked him.

I and the spring breeze are both just passersby, while you carry the autumn waters and embrace the Milky Way.

I am so fortunate to have met you; even sorrow is a testament to our love.

"Your Highness, I accept all possible outcomes in my life. I am neither afraid nor regretful."

Su Jingyao looked at Jun Zechen with unwavering eyes, her gaze filled with genuine emotion.

Jun Zechen stared at her intently, his heart churning with turbulent emotions.

He could feel his heart pounding wildly; it was an overwhelming surge of emotion.

he knows.

At this moment, Jun Zechen likes Su Jingyao, he likes her very much.

He sat on the chaise longue, looked up at her, who was standing in front of him, smiling and talking. He couldn't help but wrap his large hand tightly around her waist and pull her into his arms.

He could no longer contain his excitement and lowered his head to kiss Su Jingyao's delicate lips.

His kiss was passionate and deep, as if he wanted to merge her into his own body.

Su Jingyao ran her hand through the man's dark hair, her eyes closed, trying to feel the overwhelming affection he was feeling at that moment.

Look, this is what a man should be like.

What they enjoy and are moved by is the carefree, irresponsible liking, the lack of pressure, the absence of effort, and the simple acceptance of receiving.

Even if you no longer like something, don't use moral blackmail.

Whatever Jun Zechen likes, Su Jingyao can be that kind of person.

Because she won't fall in love with him.

The man's kiss overwhelmed her.

She gently pushed Jun Zechen away, and Jun Zechen slowly released her.

Su Jingyao said coquettishly, "But Your Highness is not allowed to deliberately make me sad. If you make me sad too much, I will flood Your Highness's Eastern Palace with my tears, hmph."

Her voice carried a hint of coquetry, which melted anyone's heart.

Jun Zechen looked at her intently, and what she said made him feel both affection and excitement.

Why does her every move so captivate his heart?

This feeling was completely different from the feeling Ling Yue gave him; he couldn't describe it in words.

I could only feel my heart pounding wildly, and I couldn't stop it no matter how hard I tried.

Jun Zechen could no longer restrain his emotions and kissed her delicate lips again.

The two were inseparable, as if they had melted into each other's tenderness and affection.

Qiluan Palace.

After returning from the tea tasting banquet, Ling Yue seemed to have lost her soul. She sat blankly on the soft couch, her eyes empty and lifeless, as if all the life had been drained from her. She just sat there quietly without saying a word.

Meixiang stood to the side, looking at her master with a worried expression. She sighed softly, her sigh filled with helplessness and heartache.

"Your Highness, the number of women in His Highness's life will only increase, not decrease. Your Highness must firmly hold onto His Highness's heart, secure your position as Crown Princess, and eventually become the Empress, the mother of the nation. This is the most important thing," Mei Xiang said earnestly.

"Meixiang, you saw those five women today. They were all beautiful and graceful. His Highness has always held prejudices against women in the capital, so he has always been wary of them."

Ling Yue spoke slowly, her voice tinged with bitterness.

"But now that Su Jingyao has broken through that defense, it will be even easier for other women to break through it, and His Highness's heart will be divided among more and more people. I know that as the Crown Princess, I should not be jealous, but I can't help it."

Ling Yue lowered her head slightly, her hands clasped tightly together, her knuckles turning white from the force.

"Last night, I invited Your Highness to Qiluan Palace, but you declined, citing being busy with state affairs. However, you immediately went to Xiyan Palace without giving me any explanation. In the past, Your Highness would always send someone to explain things to me, no matter what you did, so as not to upset me."

Ling Yue raised her head, a hint of pain flashing in her eyes.

"But what about now?" Her voice trembled slightly.

"One Su Jingyao has already taken away most of His Highness's favor, and now five more have arrived."

Ling Yue's voice was full of sorrow and resentment.

"Your Highness, you must not continue to indulge in your love with His Highness. His Highness needs to give birth to an imperial heir. In a few days, the newly selected ladies-in-waiting of the Empress will enter the Eastern Palace, and His Highness will surely favor them," Mei Xiang said anxiously.

"You must not show any dissatisfaction, and you must not make things difficult for them. The Empress already dislikes you, and you must not let the Empress find any problems before you become the next Empress." Mei Xiang's eyes were full of worry.

"Besides, how could the newly arrived concubines possibly have any influence over you, Your Majesty? You might as well sit back and watch them fight it out. Fighting for favor is naturally the concubines' business. You are the mistress of the Crown Prince's Palace, so there is no need to worry too much."

Mei Xiang's words were like a wake-up call, plunging Ling Yue into deep thought.

As Ling Yue listened to Mei Xiang's words, a glimmer of light gradually appeared in her eyes. She nodded slightly, a resolute look flashing in her eyes.

Meixiang is right. His Highness still needs an heir. Since it's not her, it doesn't matter which other woman she is. She will let them fight it out.

Isn't Su Jingyao kind and innocent, and doesn't compete with the world? If more women come to the Eastern Palace to compete with her for the prince, can Su Jingyao still maintain her usual innocence and harmlessness?

A sense of anticipation welled up in Ling Yue's heart.