Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Su Jingyao curiously looked around the storeroom. Although she had seen many good things in her two lifetimes, her eyes still lit up instantly when she saw this storeroom.

I can't resist the urge to take all the treasures here with me.

Jun Zechen had been watching her expression closely, and seeing that she seemed to be very interested in the things here, he was secretly pleased.

The items in this warehouse are his carefully collected treasures from the past few years, as well as the spoils of war he won on the battlefield.

"Whatever Yao Yao likes, I'll have someone send it to the Su residence for you."

Su Jingyao never hesitated to accept gifts from him.

When she saw something she liked, she would point to it without hesitation, and Anshun, who was following behind her, would carefully remember it and arrange for someone to deliver it to the Su residence shortly.

"What is this?"

Su Jingyao stretched out her hand, pointing to several strings of what appeared to be necklaces, her eyes full of doubt.

Jun Zechen glanced in the direction she pointed and said calmly, "These are all my spoils of war."

Su Jingyao was even more puzzled, her brows furrowing slightly. "Hmm? What spoils of war?"

"These are necklaces made from the finger bones of my enemies over the years, with their names engraved on them."

Jun Zechen's voice was deep and cold, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

Among them were even his elder brother's, and this time he also brought back the barbarian chieftain's.

Jun Zechen bent down and slowly approached her ear, his warm breath gently brushing against her skin.

"Will Yao Yao be scared?" His voice carried a hint of amusement.

Su Jingyao shook her head, not afraid, but a little curious that Jun Zechen would actually collect the finger bone of his enemy.

Then Jun Zechen reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, gently pulling her closer to him.

"Since you've accepted my things, you're mine now. When did Yao Yao agree to become my fiancée?"

His gaze was intense and urgent, and his tone carried an unyielding domineering air.

He had to lock her up as soon as possible, otherwise the men in the capital would always be eyeing her covetously.

"Wait until I come of age, okay?"

Su Jingyao said coquettishly, her voice soft and sweet.

"So, are you planning to have a secret relationship with me these past two years?"

As Jun Zechen spoke, he reached out and pinched her cheek.

"Ouch, that hurts."

Su Jingyao frowned, covered her face, and quickly took two steps back, her eyes full of anger.

Without saying a word, Jun Zechen picked him up steadily, just like he had before, as if he were holding a child.

"Since Yao Yao doesn't want to be exposed outside, I will grant your request."

"But in the Crown Prince's residence, I don't like things to be too unfamiliar."

"Why didn't you ask me why I didn't want to tell anyone?"

Su Jingyao wrapped her arms affectionately around his neck, brought her head close to his ear, and spoke in a soft and melodious voice, like a gentle breeze caressing the strings of a zither.

Jun Zechen's lips curled into a smile as he teased, "Afraid I won't want you anymore?"

His eyes held a hint of mockery, but he knew in his heart that anyone would be afraid of his identity and might not even believe the promises he made. No matter how many assurances he made now, he could not completely dispel the girl's worries.

"No, that's not true!"

Su Jingyao playfully slapped him.

"No matter how many people you have met, there is no one like me."

Her tone was firm and full of confidence.

Su Jingyao is irreplaceable.

Jun Zechen was stunned for a moment when he heard her words, and then he realized that it was indeed true.

She has always been different from others.

In this life, he was more confident and more vibrant than when he first met her in his previous life, like a dazzling pearl radiating brilliant light.

"Yes, it's because I'm afraid Yao Yao won't want me."

Su Jingyao tilted her head back proudly, a smile playing on her lips.

"If Brother Zechen doesn't like me anymore, we'll break up and I'll marry someone else."

Her eyes held a defiant glint, deliberately trying to provoke him.

"You dare!"

Jun Zechen frowned, his face darkened, and he raised his hand to give her a light tap on the bottom.

"I haven't asked you yet who those four men were today, and why you were together?"

His gaze sharpened as he stared intently at the person in his arms, his tone full of accusation.

"They came uninvited. I have no relation to them whatsoever. Brother Zechen, don't be so petty."

"Moreover, Brother Zechen controls the universe and governs all things. His power is immense, and his appearance is unparalleled in the world. He is like a god descended to earth, captivating all who behold him. How could I possibly fall for someone else?"

Su Jingyao spoke in an exaggerated tone, her eyes full of flattery.

Jun Zechen raised an eyebrow at her praise, feeling a surge of pleasure.

She still craved power and influence, and only he could give her what she wanted, so naturally she wouldn't fall for anyone else.

"You're quite honest," he scoffed.

"Don't let me discover any further involvement between you and those people, or I will lock you in the Crown Prince's residence until you come of age and marry me, understand?"

"Um."

Su Jingyao obediently agreed, but when he couldn't see her, she pouted.

It's his fault for not being there.

"Then why doesn't Yao Yao want to be a legitimate fiancée?"

"Because I want to have a chance to back out. If Brother Zechen treats me badly, I won't marry you."

Su Jingyao spoke frankly.

With the imperial decree bestowing the marriage upon them, refusing to marry would bring shame upon their families.

Since Jun Zechen has memories of his past life, he should pursue her properly in this life.

Jun Zechen chuckled softly, "I will always be good to you."

All the way out of the warehouse, Jun Zechen held her steadily in his arms.

The servants in the Crown Prince's residence were all well-trained and tight-lipped; no one would dare to leak the two's "private affair."

He carried her through the corridors until they arrived at the dining area.

The table was already set with her favorite dishes.

Su Jingyao sat in the chair, eating in small bites.

Jun Zechen seemed to suddenly remember something, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Has Minghui been bullying you for the past two years? Is she planning to hit you again today?"

This Minghui used to act pitiful in front of the Empress Dowager, but outside the palace, she acted recklessly because of her status.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened, and he was quite good at pleasing his mother, so Jun Zechen turned a blind eye.

"Princess Minghui is Brother Zechen's sister, how could she bully me? It's my fault for not doing a good job."

Su Jingyao lowered her head slightly, making it impossible for Jun Zechen to see her expression, and began to speak cryptically again.

Hearing the familiar tone, Jun Zechen felt a little puzzled and couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

"Didn't I give you a token? Don't let people bully you and then not know how to fight back."

"If I were to use the Crown Prince's token to defy Princess Minghui, and Princess Minghui were to complain to the Empress, I would be in deep trouble. If she were to go to His Majesty, His Majesty would surely side with his daughter. How could a mere woman like me dare to defy the princess?"

"Unlike the princess, I don't have a crown prince brother like you, or the empress and the emperor as my backers. Since you're not in the capital, I can only let the princess bully me."

Su Jingyao raised her head, her eyes filled with grievance.

Jun Zechen stared into deep thought, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

Yao Yao has a point; he came back too late.

Minghui has reached the age where she should get married.

"In a few days, have the Empress Dowager hold a banquet to select a husband for Minghui. She is sixteen or seventeen years old now. Selecting a husband for her will help her temper become more restrained and allow the husband to discipline her properly."

Jun Zechen's tone was firm, and his eyes revealed decisiveness.

The prince consort can control the princess? Can he even manage that?

"Okay, Brother Zechen is really a 'good brother'."

"However, if the Empress Dowager is organizing this banquet, it will most likely be held in the palace, and the young masters and ladies of noble families will also be invited."

His gaze was deep as he pondered the various details of the banquet.

Although the purpose of the banquet was to select a consort for the princess, it was not appropriate for these young men from noble families to simply stand in a row and let the princess choose them; that would be too humiliating for them.

"Will I go too?"

Jun Zechen naturally didn't want her to go. If she went to the banquet, wouldn't all those men be there today, except for Yan Shuhan, who had been transferred by him?

However, his mother would definitely invite the Su family, so he hesitated for a moment before nodding.

If he doesn't let her go, she probably won't agree.

He added, "I will also go then."

"Doesn't Brother Zechen dislike attending banquets?"

"I don't like attending parties without you."

Su Jingyao lowered her head shyly, but another thought suddenly popped into her mind.

She tentatively asked, "Does Miss Qi, who was with Brother Zechen today, like Brother Zechen?"

Jun Zechen was reminded of Qi Wanyin by her question.

Why don't we let Qi Wanyin and Minghui choose their husbands together? That way, we can avoid any trouble later.

"There are many women who like me, but I only like you. Qi Wanyin is about the same age as Minghui. I will ask the Empress Dowager to prepare for both of them."

Su Jingyao lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, concealing the emotions in her eyes.

If Jun Zechen were to offer to choose a husband for Qi Wanyin, the Empress would likely not want to bestow a marriage between Qi Wanyin and Jun Zechen.

However, my brother won't be back in Beijing for another month, so he might not make it in time to attend...