Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

After Jun Zechen put it on for her, Ling Yue gritted her teeth and walked over quickly.

Sure enough, Su Jingyao was all pretentious when she married into the Eastern Palace in her previous life, putting on an act in public and being two-faced in private. In this life, she no longer hides it from me.

"My lord, this phoenix represents the principal wife. Isn't my sister being too presumptuous?"

Ling Yue couldn't hold back any longer; her eyes blazed with anger as she questioned him in a stern tone.

Her gaze was fixed on Jun Zechen, as if hoping that he would stand on her side. Didn't Jun Zechen notice the style of the hairpin?

Upon hearing Ling Yue's words, Jun Zechen took a closer look at Su Jingyao's hairpin. He was about to tell Ling Yue not to make a mountain out of a molehill and not to cause any unpleasantness over such a small matter.

Su Jingyao's eyes instantly reddened, and she prepared to take off the hairpin with a wronged expression.

With a sob in her voice, she said, "Husband, I didn't notice. I just thought it looked nice. Sister, please don't be angry. I won't wear it."

After saying that, she raised her hand, her movements gentle yet resolute, and was about to remove the hairpin.

Upon seeing this, Jun Zechen quickly stopped her hand, his brows furrowed.

"Yue'er, it's just a hairpin. If you like it, you can buy all the jewelry at the stall. Pick whatever you like."

As a concubine, Su Jingyao was actually a royal wife, so wearing a hairpin with a phoenix pattern was not considered presumptuous.

Looking at Su Jingyao's pitiful appearance, Ling Yue wondered if this was how Su Jingyao seduced Jun Zechen in her past life.

However, Ling Yue did not expect that Jun Zechen had already begun to favor Su Jingyao. She was so angry that her heart trembled, and she tightly gripped the hibiscus pendant in her sleeve.

Is it because she has pretended to be magnanimous all her life that Jun Zechen is so indifferent to her feelings?

"My dear husband, I was being petty. My sister should wear it; it suits her beautiful appearance very well."

Ling Yue suppressed her grievances and forced a smile, but the smile looked worse than a cry.

Jun Zechen and Su Jingyao seemed not to notice anything; one silently wiped away tears that hadn't appeared, while the other offered words of comfort.

"Yes, Yue'er is becoming more and more sensible, that's good."

Jun Zechen nodded in satisfaction, his expression softening slightly.

Hearing his praise, Ling Yue could only manage a forced, stiff, and bitter smile.

Su Jingyao was overjoyed and almost burst out laughing.

Jun Zechen's methods are simply masterful in the art of PUA, while Ling Yue is also someone who can bend and stretch, and knows how to save face.

At this moment, Su Jingyao was almost certain that Ling Yue was definitely not the Ling Yue from the original book.

She must possess some special memory, and in that memory, Su Jingyao is undoubtedly her mortal enemy.

Su Jingyao had read the early parts of the novel very carefully. Before Jun Zechen ascended the throne, Ling Yue was considered kind and good; at least she would never actively harm others.

In the original book, Su Jingyao's death can only be described as being caused by a variety of factors.

Given this, it's impossible for Ling Yue in the original book to harbor such deep hatred for Su Jingyao.

However, on the very first day of her marriage, Su Jingyao clearly sensed Ling Yue's inexplicable hostility, and this hostility only intensified afterward.

There must have been something that happened to Ling Yue that Su Jingyao was completely unaware of, and these things must be related to Su Jingyao.

Ling Yue suppressed her anger.

We'll let the new concubines deal with Su Jingyao when they enter the palace!

I shouldn't have impulsively questioned her just now. I don't know if my rash actions made Jun Zechen think that her previous magnanimity was all an act.

I was just too impatient.

Ling Yue quickly composed herself, put on a polite smile again, and then spoke.

"My lord, it's getting late. We've strolled along this street quite a bit. Let's go play a flower-picking game under that Bodhi tree."

"Okay, let's go."

Jun Zechen responded and took the first step.

Su Jingyao followed silently behind Jun Zechen. Ling Yue had recovered and started chatting with Jun Zechen casually. Her chattering voice was crisp and pleasant, making her seem quite lively.

Su Jingyao had many thoughts on her mind.

There's almost no need to pay attention to Ling Yue now, at least for now, Jun Zechen doesn't like Ling Yue at all.

However, Su Jingyao was more worried because Jun Zechen seemed to have no special feelings for any of the women.

Getting into the heart of a man like that is practically impossible.

Since she is already preparing to enter the palace, what is the point of entering the palace if she cannot gain the emperor's favor and the position of empress?

Her biggest worry now is that Jun Zechen will still elevate Ling Yue to the position of empress. Jun Zechen keeps his promise, and if he doesn't care about anyone, it's not impossible for him to make Ling Yue the empress.

How could she make Ling Yue make a mistake, be demoted, and prevent her from becoming empress?

It seems that the path to the inner palace is far more difficult and complicated than she had imagined.

Su Jingyao tilted her head slightly and quickly gestured to Miaoyun with her eyes.

Miaoyun immediately understood, after all, this was something her master had carefully instructed her on beforehand, and everything had already been arranged.

Just as they were about to reach the Bodhi tree, Su Jingyao, who was gradually falling behind, was suddenly bumped by a vendor pushing a cart.

Her delicate body instantly lost its balance, her ankle twisted violently, and she fell straight to the ground.

Miaoyun was taken aback at first, then deliberately exclaimed in a sharp and loud voice: "Madam, what's wrong with you! Quickly stop that vendor, he bumped into you and ran away."

She shouted as she pointed in the direction the vendors had fled, her face filled with anxiety and anger.

However, the vendor ran extremely fast, taking advantage of the surging crowd, turning left and right on Linlang Street, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Hearing the commotion behind him, Jun Zechen quickly turned around and saw Su Jingyao sitting on the ground, her skirt slightly disheveled.

Miaoyun squatted to one side, at a loss, her face full of panic, not knowing what to do.

Jun Zechen frowned and strode over. "What's wrong?"

"Young master, Madam was just bumped into, she most likely twisted her ankle," Miaoyun hurriedly replied, her voice filled with worry.

Su Jingyao slowly raised her eyes, her eyes brimming with tears, looking pitifully at Jun Zechen.

Her voice trembled with tears as she said, "Husband, it hurts so much."

His eyes were full of pleading and dependence.

Ling Yue followed her over and couldn't help but find it amusing to see Su Jingyao's pitiful act.

She pursed her lips, but still said understandingly, "Husband, since my sister twisted her ankle, why don't we have Anshun take her back?"

Jun Zechen ignored Ling Yue's words and squatted down to pick up Su Jingyao.

"The Mofeng Tower is just ahead, right? Anshun, find a doctor to come over."

As Jun Zechen spoke, he held the person in his arms and walked steadily forward.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yue froze instantly.

In her past life, didn't Jun Zechen secretly enjoy himself with Su Jingyao at Mofeng Tower behind her back?

Is it possible that she can't change anything at all?

Jun Zechen did not notice anything unusual about Ling Yue and continued, "I'll have Anshun escort you back to the East Palace; her leg injury can't be delayed."

Ling Yue's heart sank completely. She couldn't afford to delay.

Su Jingyao was clearly faking it!

How could she be in so much pain that she can't walk? She's just pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy!

Even though she was furious, Ling Yue didn't want to go against Jun Zechen like she did in her previous life. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down.

Since she couldn't stop Jun Zechen from falling in love with Su Jingyao, all she needed to do was firmly grasp power.

She is the Crown Princess. As long as she doesn't make any mistakes and can please the Empress, Jun Zechen has no reason to depose her.

Once she becomes empress, she will wait for Su Jingyao to perform the three bows and nine kowtows ceremony for her.

"Yes, my husband. Please take good care of my sister. I'll return to the East Palace now."

Ling Yue suppressed her anger and grievances, trying her best to make her voice sound calm.

Jun Zechen nodded, carried Su Jingyao to Mofeng Tower, strode into the private room on the third floor, and placed her on the chaise lounge.

He sat down beside her, placed her legs on his own, slowly lifted her skirt, and then pulled off her white socks down to her calves, revealing smooth ankles without a single red mark.

Jun Zechen instantly lowered his eyes, a dark cloud covering them, as if they were filled with storm clouds.

"Ankle pain?"

He curled his thin lips slightly and asked coldly, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

Su Jingyao seemed oblivious to anything amiss, and obediently nodded, saying in a soft voice, "It hurts."

His acting was pretentious, his scheming was obvious, and he was stupid!