Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Su Jingyao didn't fall asleep for long. Her thick eyelashes fluttered a few times before she slowly opened her eyes.

His eyes still held a hint of confusion, as if he were still immersed in the chaos of the moment.

Once she regained her senses, the first thing she saw was Jun Zechen's handsome and resolute face. She instinctively shrank back, like a frightened little rabbit.

Jun Zechen's smile, which had been on her lips when she woke up, froze instantly when she retreated, and his face remained stiff.

He sighed softly, his voice low and gentle.

"I will not harm the Su family."

Su Jingyao placed her small hands on her chest, gripping the blanket tightly, her fingers turning slightly white from the force.

"Can I trust Your Highness?"

Her voice trembled, carrying a hint of uncertainty and fear.

Without saying a word, Jun Zechen reached his hand under the covers without hesitation, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace with a little force.

"Jiaojiao is already pregnant with my eldest son, how can I possibly deal with the Su family?"

Jun Zechen's tone carried a hint of pride and doting affection.

Su Jingyao's eyes widened instantly, filled with surprise. She gently pulled back the blanket and carefully touched her belly.

"Is the concubine pregnant?"

"Yes, you're pregnant. That's why Jiaojiao falsely accused me of drugging you. Does that prove your innocence?"

Jun Zechen's lips curled up, and he looked at her with a slightly mocking smile.

Su Jingyao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly, as if her emotions had burst forth, she tightly wrapped her arms around Jun Zechen's neck, her strength as if she wanted to merge herself with him and embed her entire body into his embrace.

"Your Highness, I was truly terrified when I saw those letters."

"I'm afraid Your Highness doesn't like me, I'm afraid Your Highness will harm the Su family, and I'm afraid Your Highness's favor is just a ploy."

She cried and sobbed as she recounted her story.

Her cries were both pitiful and endearing; her long eyelashes were instantly wet with tears, like flowers glistening with morning dew.

"Sweetie, crying too much while pregnant is bad for your health. Of course, I love you the most."

Jun Zechen gently stroked her back, his movements tender and soothing, trying to comfort her.

Su Hongyu, that old fox, is lucky to have her as his daughter. If he can't be persuaded, then he can only talk to Su Jingxuan again. Su Jingxuan's character and ambition are similar to his. Neither of his son nor his daughter is like Su Hongyu.

Thinking about her pregnancy, Su Jingyao gradually stopped crying, but she would still sob occasionally, her petite body trembling slightly in his arms.

Jun Zechen held her like that until he felt her breathing gradually become steady, her body stop trembling, and his mind completely calm down before he got out of bed.

He stood by the bed, his posture upright like a pine tree.

Su Jingyao lay on her side, staring intently at him, her eyes reddening, her gaze as if soaked in clear spring water, revealing endless innocence and pitifulness.

"Have you had dinner?" Jun Zechen asked softly.

"I can't eat."

Su Jingyao's voice was still a little hoarse from crying, soft and sweet, like a marshmallow, without any strength.

"You can't eat because you're pregnant. I remember you were very particular about food, but now that you're pregnant, I'll have Miaoyue and the food doctor in your palace learn to prepare a more balanced diet for you. You can't just avoid meat anymore."

Jun Zechen's expression was slightly serious as he gave his instructions, word by word, with a earnest look on his face.

"Eat something in the evening, as much as you can, but don't skip it completely."

After saying that, Jun Zechen bent down slightly and gently picked the person up.

Su Jingyao nestled obediently against his strong chest.

It seems my dependency has become more pronounced since I got pregnant.

However, it's not bad to have an older man serve her. She can be waited on hand and foot, and if he's in a bad mood and throws a tantrum, he can only put up with it.

At this moment, the dining table in the outer room was already neatly set with food. Miaoyue knew that Su Jingyao was pregnant, so she prepared some dishes that were suitable for pregnant women.

Jun Zechen hadn't eaten dinner, and Su Jingyao was listless and lacked energy, so he could only hold her and patiently feed her a little bit every now and then.

She chewed her food slowly and deliberately. She had just taken a bite of the stewed chicken that Jun Zechen had fed her, but she couldn't swallow it after chewing for a long time, so she became a little impatient.

With her brows furrowed and her delicate face contorted, she looked unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Jun Zechen asked with concern.

"I can't swallow it."

Her voice was muffled, carrying a hint of irritability and grievance.

"Bring me the spittoon."

Jun Zechen frowned slightly and gave the order in a deep voice.

As soon as she finished speaking, a palace maid gracefully brought over the spittoon, holding it steadily in both hands, and handed it to Su Jingyao.

Su Jingyao leaned forward slightly, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and spat it in.

The spittoons of these masters were carefully fumigated with precious spices, so that no unpleasant smell would emanate from them.

After seeing her vomit, Jun Zechen picked up a cup of tea at a suitable temperature and fed it to her. Su Jingyao took a small sip, rinsed her mouth, and then spat it into the spittoon.

She then leaned weakly against his shoulder, her voice tinged with languor and coquettishness.

"Is it because I'm pregnant? Your Highness has become so gentle. I'm truly blessed by the child in my belly."

Jun Zechen had always known that pregnant women were prone to overthinking, and hearing her words, tinged with bitterness, he truly understood what she meant.

Although she is the first woman to conceive his child in this life, Jun Zechen had many children in his previous life. If he did not have memories of his previous life, he might have been overjoyed by the arrival of this child.

But he is happy today because the child is hers. Even today, when she falsely accused and questioned him, and Jun Zechen didn't know how to defend himself, the arrival of this child allowed him to prove his innocence.

"It's a blessing that this child came out of your belly. You're only a little over a month pregnant, don't overthink it. Do you think just anyone can be waited on by me?"

Jun Zechen gently patted her lower back, his movements tender and affectionate.

Su Jingyao smiled noncommittally.

The meal was so greasy that Anshun blushed as he watched.

This was the first time she had ever seen His Highness so gently coax a woman to eat, his movements careful as he picked up food, his concentration when pouring tea, and his tenderness as he wiped her mouth.

She can be as gentle as she wants.

The concubine is truly capable.

Jun Zechen himself didn't feel anything was wrong; in fact, he quite enjoyed the feeling.

He used to be served by others, and the women in the harem were all very proper. He himself had never liked having overly intimate contact with women. But ever since she boldly kissed him that time, it seemed that a new world had suddenly opened up for Jun Zechen.

Not only did he not find being intimate with her tedious, he even enjoyed it.

Just like now, holding her while we eat, she's so well-behaved and adorable. Even when she throws a little tantrum, it only makes you want to shower her with endless love.

"But His Highness wouldn't be so gentle if he weren't pregnant."

Su Jingyao pouted and muttered, her tone a mix of willfulness and petulance.

"When Jiaojiao lies through her teeth, should you recall this afternoon when I was holding you while you were reviewing memorials, hmm?"

Jun Zechen raised an eyebrow, his tone indulgent.

"Am I not gentle enough with you?"

Jun Zechen's voice rose slightly.

On the contrary, he felt that he had been too good to her, to the point that she had taken advantage of him.

Having become emperor in his previous life and unified the country, his imperial majesty deepened day by day, and he rarely showed his emotions.

An Shun might be so surprised by a smile that he can't stop grinning.

After being reborn, his bottom line kept receding because of her, and his gentle demeanor when he was with her was something even Jun Zechen himself had never expected.

gentle.

If someone had used this word to describe him in his past life, he would have found it absurd and laughable.

In this life, this woman not only received his gentleness, but also complained that he wasn't gentle enough.

"Your Highness is the best. Now that I'm pregnant with your child, may I have a get-out-of-jail-free card?"

Su Jingyao blinked her bright, expectant eyes.

"Don't talk about death or anything like that while you're pregnant."

Jun Zechen's tone carried a hint of sternness.

Su Jingyao rolled her eyes inwardly; the old man was indeed feudal.

"No matter what I say, Your Highness must not be angry."

Su Jingyao tugged at Jun Zechen's sleeve, her voice soft and somewhat ingratiating.

"you say."

Su Jingyao hesitated for a moment, then wrapped her arms around Jun Zechen's neck, leaned close to his ear, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"I wish for the child in my womb to be born as the legitimate heir, and I wish to be Your Highness's future Empress."

After saying that, Su Jingyao, who had been nestled in his arms, slowly sat up straight, her upright back showing a hint of stubbornness.

Her clear eyes stared straight at him without the slightest hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Jun Zechen's eyes narrowed instantly, his gaze as deep and turbulent as a dark ocean, as he stared back at her.

How could you say something like that?

His voice was low, as if squeezed from his chest. The two were so close that their reflections were clearly visible in each other's eyes.

"Since His Highness said he likes me the most, we must show our sincerity."

Su Jingyao gritted her teeth, grasped Jun Zechen's hand, and then placed his hand on her still flat stomach.

"Your Highness is the Empress's legitimate son, and I am the eldest daughter of the Su family. Shouldn't our child be given the most honorable status?"

Su Jingyao's eyes shone with a greedy, yearning light, burning intensely.

Jun Zechen remained silent. The last time Ling Yue complained to his mother and made her kneel in the palace, Jun Zechen could no longer tolerate Ling Yue becoming empress again.

He had always wanted the woman before him to be his empress.

However... her frankness about her desires left Jun Zechen speechless for a moment.

Agree to her? Then he would truly have no authority whatsoever, spoiling her to the point that even Jun Zechen himself felt it was excessive.

If he doesn't agree to her request, then who else can be his empress?

The two stared at each other for a long time. Su Jingyao was not afraid at all. Her eyes did not waver at all and remained firm and persistent.

It seems that Jun Zechen is the one who must give him an answer.

In the end, Jun Zechen lowered his eyes, his eyelashes concealing the emotions in them.

"it is good."

His voice was soft, yet it seemed to carry immense power.

"I like Your Highness so much."

Su Jingyao's voice was soft and sweet as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, increasing the pressure.

"You don't like it just because you don't agree?"

Jun Zechen raised his eyebrows slightly, a faint smile curving his lips, and a hint of mockery in his deep eyes.

I like them all, but I like them even more now.

Su Jingyao's face blossomed into a beautiful smile.

Yeah, right. If he's not going to be the future empress, why would he expect her to like him?

dream.

A sly glint flashed in her eyes, but Jun Zechen didn't notice it.