Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Yude Hall.

After finishing their meal, Su Jingyao and Jun Zechen went to the study together.

Jun Zechen instructed someone to set up a delicate little table to the side.

Su Jingyao sat upright to the side, a collection of poems on her left, which she was reading intently, while her right hand held a brush, carefully copying the poems stroke by stroke on the rice paper.

Her gaze was focused and gentle, her long eyelashes trembled slightly and blinked gently from time to time, her red lips were slightly pursed and a faint smile was on her lips, as if she was completely immersed in the world of poetry.

The two of them were writing in the study, each holding a pen, in a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

Time slips away quietly, and before we know it, half of the Xu hour has passed.

Jun Zechen put down his pen, slowly stood up, and walked steadily to Su Jingyao's side.

He bent slightly, his deep, magnetic voice ringing out above Su Jingyao's head: "You like the poet Feng Menglong that much?"

Upon hearing his voice, Su Jingyao slightly raised her head, her clear eyes meeting his. "I like some of his poems; they make a lot of sense."

For example, all the words she's copying down on paper right now are famous sayings of our time.

"There are times when people defy fate, but there is always a way out."

Good people will be saved by good people, and evil people will be punished by evil people.

"It's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester; let's each look back at what's behind us."

"..."

These are all well-known poems; the more you read them, the more you will understand them.

However, Jun Zechen gave her a meaningful look, his eyes seemingly containing some deeper meaning.

"Has Yao Yao read all of Feng Menglong's poems?"

Su Jingyao was slightly taken aback and looked at him with some confusion.

"I've read most of them. Father has the complete collection of Feng Menglong's poems in his study. What's wrong?"

Jun Zechen smiled slightly but did not answer her question.

He suddenly reached out, his long, strong fingers quickly lifting Su Jingyao's slender waist and gently but unexpectedly picking her up.

Su Jingyao exclaimed in surprise, her voice tinged with a hint of panic and coquettishness, and instinctively wrapped her arms around Jun Zechen's neck.

Jun Zechen held her in his arms, gently swaying her as he carried her horizontally into the bedchamber.

The pen Su Jingyao was holding fell to the ground with a soft sound. She wrapped her arms tightly around Jun Zechen's neck.

Then, her small hand gently patted Jun Zechen's chest like a soft flower petal, her voice sweet and soft, with a hint of reproach, "Your Highness, you frightened me."

The voice had no intimidating power whatsoever; instead, it sounded more like a coquettish tantrum.

Jun Zechen looked down at her from his high position; she was indeed very well taken care of.

Her skin was as white and smooth as mutton fat jade, and whatever was done on her body seemed to be an artistic creation.

Su Jingyao looked into his dark, inky eyes, where a strong desire had already settled between his brows and eyes.

She didn't understand. They had just been discussing poetry, so how did it suddenly arouse this man's desire?

Every time the two were intimate, Jun Zechen couldn't help but want to examine her closely, as if he could never get enough of looking at her.

Today, when he heard the poet Feng Menglong from her again, he could hardly contain his excitement.

He wanted to tease her, to see her blush.

It must be absolutely stunning.

Su Jingyao's small hands, with delicate pink nail polish like scallion segments, gently rested on the man's broad shoulders.

Her doe-like eyes were filled with panic and helplessness as she stared straight at him.

"Your Highness..."

Her voice carried a hint of shyness and doubt.

Jun Zechen asked again, "You like Feng Menglong's poems?"

His eyes held a hint of inquiry and amusement.

Su Jingyao didn't understand why he was so persistent about this, and the man's tone at that moment made her feel that he had some ill intentions.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently, like a flower swaying in the wind, with a touch of shyness and tenderness.

Jun Zechen chuckled softly, his laughter seemingly carrying a certain magic that made Su Jingyao's heart tremble.

"I also like Feng Menglong's poem, 'Hand in hand, arm in arm, we enter the silken curtains, blushing and smiling as we blow out the lamp.' Yao Yao, tell me, what's the next line?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, as if whispering in her ear.

After hearing what he said, Su Jingyao's face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe cherry.

Her eyelashes trembled violently; she was flustered.

Looking at her like this, Jun Zechen naturally knew that she must have read the poem.

He lowered his head, and his warm kisses landed as lightly as feathers on her fair neck, igniting a fiery passion wherever they touched.

Then, a deep and charming voice rang in her ears, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.

"Sweetie, tell me, I want to hear it." His words were full of temptation and anticipation.

"I...I don't know..."

Su Jingyao turned her head to the side, her silky hair swaying gently, her small hands trembling slightly as she pushed him away.

Jun Zechen had never flirted with a woman like this before, yet the woman before him was simply too docile.

She had just been showing him her poems in a serious manner, which made Jun Zechen unable to suppress the urge to tease and bully her.

Jun Zechen's body reacted more and more strongly, but his strong willpower allowed him to control himself.

Delicious food takes time to arrive.

He reached out, grabbed her chin, and forcibly turned her head, his deep eyes revealing an undeniable determination.

"Yaoyao, tell me, or I'll punish you."

Su Jingyao's face grew even redder, but she couldn't help but secretly complain in her heart.

Men all over the world are the same; they just love these kinds of unpleasant words.

Su Jingyao gently closed her eyes, unwilling to look at him any longer, her voice as soft as a feather.

Jun Zechen smiled with satisfaction and whispered something in her ear.

Su Jingyao's beautiful eyes widened as she glared at him and said, "I never imagined Your Highness would be so dissolute!"

Jun Zechen remained noncommittal about her assessment; he always valued etiquette and was a gentleman.

But I always seem unable to resist saying certain flirtatious things to her.

Only she was "learned and knowledgeable," and knew everything.

Day two.

Su Jingyao slowly woke up, only to find that Jun Zechen had already gone to court.

She sat up gently, and Miaoyun quickly came over to help her wash and dress up before she went to Qiluan Palace.

When she arrived, the five newly arrived beauties were already seated in their respective places.

Su Jingyao stepped forward gracefully, gave a slight curtsy, and said softly, "This concubine greets the Crown Princess."

"Consort Su, please rise." Ling Yue's voice was indifferent, revealing no emotion.

The other five women also rose and bowed to Su Jingyao, saying in unison, "We greet Consort Su."

Su Jingyao walked to her seat at a leisurely pace and sat down. Her seat was to the lower left of Ling Yue, and opposite her was An Liangdi.

She smiled slightly and said, "Get up, all of you ladies are so beautiful."

Her voice was clear and melodious, as if carrying a warm spring breeze.

Looking at these beautiful, flower-like women, Ling Yue tried her best to suppress her emotions.

She is the Crown Princess, and in the future she will be the Empress, so she must be magnanimous.

Ling Yue took a deep breath to keep herself calm and slowly said, "Now that Consort Su has arrived, ladies, please introduce yourselves."

Her expression remained calm, but her eyes revealed a subtle, complex emotion.

The first to speak was naturally An Liangdi. She raised her head slightly, her eyes filled with confidence and composure, and slowly introduced her family background and name.

Ling Yue nodded slightly, her expression remaining largely unchanged.

Next was Bai Mengli, the Lady Bai. She parted her lips slightly and said slowly, "I am Bai Mengli, the legitimate daughter of the Vice Minister of the Chancellery. I enjoy playing chess. I've heard that Consort Su of the Eastern Palace is an exceptional chess player. I wonder if I, younger sister, could have the pleasure of learning a few moves from her?"

As she said this, a hint of expectant smile appeared on her face, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at Su Jingyao.

"Of course." Su Jingyao smiled slightly, with her usual sincerity.

Her eyes sparkled, as if she had truly found a kindred spirit.

"Your Highness is busy with state affairs and can only spare some time to play chess with me. I was just worried about not finding a chess confidant in the Eastern Palace. It is very nice to be able to pass the time playing chess with Consort Bai."

He seemed genuinely happy to have such a chess partner.

Bai Mengli's expression froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal, though her smile seemed somewhat forced.

"My sister only entered the Eastern Palace yesterday. Before, I always heard outside the palace that His Highness and the Crown Princess were a harmonious couple. But after entering the palace yesterday, I realized that His Highness dotes on his concubine sister so much. The five of us who entered the palace cannot compare to His Highness's affection for my sister."

Bai Mengli's tone carried a hint of resentment, though it was not easily detected, and her eyes revealed a trace of jealousy and resentment.

Su Jingyao lowered her eyelashes, her long eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings.

This Bai Liangyuan is quite eloquent; she not only sowed discord between Bai Liangyuan and Ling Yue, but also brought the five new palace women to the same side.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yue felt inexplicably happy.

She wondered if Su Jingyao would still act like a helpless victim even when faced with provocation.

She slightly raised her chin, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry as she stared intently at Su Jingyao.

Su Jingyao smiled shyly.

"It is my honor to have won His Highness's favor. There is plenty of time in the future, and I am sure my younger sister will be able to as well."

As she spoke, a blush rose on her face, as beautiful and captivating as the sunset.

Bai Mengli choked, she didn't expect Su Jingyao to answer like that. Shouldn't a normal person be humble?

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing an unnatural smile.

"Your Highness is exceptionally beautiful, so it's only natural that he would be fond of her."

Su Jingyao lowered her head as if in agreement, her face flushed pink, looking shy and adorable, making one want to protect her.

He sneered inwardly, finding all the barbed words utterly ineffective against Tan Dang.

Ling Yue hadn't expected that Su Jingyao would deflect such pointed words so easily.

Her every word and action was sincere, including her admission of the prince's favor without any pretense, and she frankly told everyone that the prince's favor made her happy.

Ling Yue's heart sank. Did Su Jingyao have no weaknesses at all?

Next came the introductions of Shen Biwan and Shangguan Yi. Shen Biwan was beautiful, while Shangguan Yi was very cute.

Finally, it was Tang Suxi and Tang Fengyi, and Su Jingyao's gaze fell on her.

Tang Suxi wore a light-colored dress today, but the quality of the dress was noticeably inferior to that of the others.

However, her appearance stands out among these women; she has the kind of delicate, innocent beauty that evokes pity.

Su Jingyao thought to herself, if this woman is a good actress, she could be the kind of innocent and pure white lotus that Jun Zechen likes.

But.....

If the acting is bad, then you'll definitely step on Jun Zechen's landmine—beautiful and charming, but with a heart of a serpent.

"I am Tang Suxi, daughter of the magistrate of Yong'an County. Greetings, ladies."

Tang Suxi slowly walked to the center, her voice as soft as silk.

The other women who were selected to enter the Eastern Palace with her all looked down on her to some extent.

Tang Suxi naturally knew this, and after introducing herself, she quietly returned to her seat.

"It's getting late, let's end the greetings here for today, I'm tired."

Upon hearing the Crown Princess's words, they all slowly rose, bowed, and took their leave.

On her way back, Su Jingyao thought about many things.

Ling Yue has indeed changed a lot; at least she can now remain calm and composed when facing Jun Zechen's women.

That won't do.

A year later, Jun Zechen ascended the throne, and she could not possibly allow Ling Yue to become empress.

A ruthless glint flashed in Su Jingyao's eyes. Since An Jinyan had entered the Eastern Palace ahead of schedule, how could the female lead and the female supporting character in the novel not fight each other?

She naturally wanted to give them both a good helping hand.

Ideally, both sides would suffer heavy losses, allowing her to reap the benefits.