Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Ling Yue stared blankly at Su Jingyao's receding figure, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She didn't know why she had become so obsessive. Even though she knew in her heart that she was no match for Su Jingyao in any way, she still wanted to compete with her like a moth drawn to a flame.

In the end, all he did was repeatedly humiliate himself.

but......

She just didn't want Su Jingyao to have an easy time!

Ling Yue slowly lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the water in the teacup in front of her. Her eyes were empty and lifeless as she stared blankly at it, lost in thought.

Ye Yaqin, who had been invited earlier, quietly walked out from the inner room.

Her usually calm and gentle face was now filled with doubt, her brows furrowed, and her eyes full of confusion.

Why couldn't she understand the conversation between the Crown Princess and the concubine?

What does it mean to not know how long the Crown Princess has lived?

What is the story of the Crown Princess and the concubine?

If she remembered correctly, the concubine hadn't been in the Eastern Palace for very long.

What are the memories of your past life?

She knew what the phrase "past life" meant, but she couldn't believe it.

But what shocked her the most was that the Crown Prince actually wanted the Crown Princess to leave the palace in a month!

The reason is still to make way for the future empress's position for the concubine!

Although when she first entered the Eastern Palace, His Highness favored only one concubine, and only began to favor them after the concubine became pregnant, she knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was very fond of the concubine.

But I never imagined it would come to the point where he would favor a concubine over his wife.

Why did the Crown Princess summon her today?

The Crown Princess and the concubine have a grudge, and now the Crown Princess is about to be sent out of the palace, her future is bleak. Ye Yaqin doesn't think she has any benefit to offer in cooperating with her.

"What is the Crown Princess's intention in summoning me here today to overhear your conversation with the concubine?"

Ye Yaqin looked down at Ling Yue, her tone wary.

Upon hearing Ye Yaqin's voice, Ling Yue's previously unfocused gaze began to slowly refocus.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Ye Yaqin, her expression slightly tired.

"Please sit down, Ye Liangdi."

Ling Yue said weakly, gesturing to the seat next to her.

"Does Consort Ye have anything to say about the fact that the concubine will become His Highness's future Empress?"

"Your Highness's future empress will naturally be decided by Your Highness. Since entering the Eastern Palace, everyone can see Your Highness's fondness for the concubine, so it is not surprising that the concubine becomes empress."

Ye Yaqin frowned slightly, her lips curving upwards into a perfectly measured smile, her tone calm and gentle.

Her hands were folded in front of her, her posture dignified, but her eyes revealed caution.

Ye Yaqin was raised by the Ye family from a young age, so she would not reveal her thoughts if she did not know whether the other party was friend or foe. Even if she was surprised by the prince's attitude of favoring his concubine over his wife, she would not show it.

"I called you here today not only to tell you that Su Jingyao is about to become empress, but also to make you believe that I know some endings that you don't know."

Ling Yue's voice was low and slow, tinged with mystery.

Ye Yaqin frowned. What exactly did the Crown Princess want to say? Was there really some kind of past life connection?

She remained silent. The idea of ​​being reborn was far too shocking for her. It wasn't a matter of belief; it had completely shattered her understanding of the world.

"As the eldest daughter of the Ye family, you married into the Eastern Palace, presumably for the position of Empress. My purpose in summoning you here today is simple: to kill Su Jingyao."

Ling Yue's eyes instantly turned incredibly sinister, as if she wanted to devour him.

"I have no grudge against the concubine, why should I help you?"

Ye Yaqin's brows furrowed even more, and a look of disdain flashed in her eyes.

Is the Crown Princess really that stupid?

Even if she wanted to deal with Su Jingyao, she wouldn't do it at this critical juncture.

"No enmity whatsoever? If you don't kill Su Jingyao, your entire Ye clan will perish."

Ling Yue's voice suddenly rose, and her expression turned ferocious.

In her previous life, the Ye family was wiped out. Ye Yaqin sought her cooperation, and she learned some inside information: Jun Zechen cooperated with the Su family to deceive the Ye family, ultimately leading to the extermination of the entire Ye family.

A crack instantly appeared on Ye Yaqin's usually calm and composed face.

Her expression turned extremely serious, and she said sternly, "Why should I believe you?"

"In your past life, your Ye family privately trained soldiers and recruited troops, only to be wiped out by Jun Zechen."

"If Jun Zechen wants to unify the world, he either needs to subdue the Su family's power after ascending the throne, or he needs to consolidate the Ye family's military power."

Ling Yue stared intently at Ye Yaqin, her eyes filled with madness.

"In the beginning of his previous life, Jun Zechen was originally planning to deal with the Su family, and there was even a secret letter to prove it. But later, Su Jingyao entered the Eastern Palace, and Jun Zechen fell in love with her and changed his plans for her sake."

"Your Ye family has become Jun Zechen's target."

Ling Yue didn't say much more, and Ye Yaqin's heart sank even further.

He seemed to have heard his father mention some secret letter, which led his father to disregard the Su family and even allow her to enter the Crown Prince's harem to compete for the Empress's position, which could bring glory to the family.

Ling Yue looked at Ye Yaqin's increasingly serious expression and sneered.

"In this life, Jun Zechen has doted on Su Jingyao even more. Your Ye family may already be a thorn in Jun Zechen's side. Before long, the eldest daughter of the Ye family will become a sinner."

Although Ye Yaqin is very mature for her young age, she is only sixteen years old.

Upon hearing this news, her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and even her breathing became rapid.

Ling Yue wore a smug expression, calmly picked up her teacup, and took a small sip.

She wanted to incite Ye Yaqin and Su Jingyao to fight each other. Jun Zechen couldn't easily touch the Ye family yet. If Ye Yaqin killed Su Jingyao as soon as possible, perhaps Jun Zechen wouldn't dare to touch Ye Yaqin, since Jun Zechen hadn't yet regained control of the Ye family's military power.

If it had been any later, after Jun Zechen ascended the throne and consolidated the court, the Ye family would have truly been fish on the chopping block.

Regardless of who wins or loses between the two, Ling Yue is happy.

She remembered clearly the grudge that Ye Yaqin had committed against her in her past life by using her father to trick her into murdering Su Jingyao. It was best for the two enemies to suffer mutual destruction.

Ling Yue seemed to have a premonition of Ye Yaqin and Su Jingyao fighting each other, and she really hoped to hear the news of the new empress's death outside the palace.

Ye Yaqin was completely at a loss and didn't know what to say.

This is not something she can decide on her own; she must ask her father for advice first.

"Your Highness, I have not heard of what you said today. I take my leave."

Ye Yaqin took a deep breath to calm herself down, gave a slight curtsy, turned and left, her steps hurried, no longer as composed as when she arrived.

-

As night fell, Jun Zechen arrived at the Water Condensation Palace under the moonlight.

Because of her pregnancy, Su Jingyao prefers to stay in bed most of the time, except for necessary walking.

It's already December, and outside it's a world of ice and snow, with the cold wind howling.

Even with the floor heating on in the palace, it was still difficult to dispel the lingering chill.

On the bed, her long, flowing hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her face was smooth and delicate, like a piece of fine jade.

The blanket covered her waist and abdomen. She leaned against the headboard, engrossed in a book.

Jun Zechen tiptoed into the bedroom and slowly lifted the bed curtains.

Su Jingyao looked up at the sound, and Jun Zechen's figure was reflected in her watery eyes.

"Your Highness."

Her tone was gentle; she was already used to his behavior of entering without being announced, and there was no surprise on her face.

Jun Zechen had just come in from outside, still carrying a chilling aura.

He deftly took off his outer robe, walked to the brazier, warmed his hands with the fire until they regained some warmth, and then got into bed.

Did the child fuss today?

Jun Zechen's gaze fell on Su Jingyao's slightly protruding belly.

"No, I'm very well-behaved."

Su Jingyao gently placed her hand on her stomach, a faint smile blooming on her face, gentle as water, as if it could melt away the winter chill.

After Jun Zechen got into bed, he gently pulled Su Jingyao into his arms. She leaned against his shoulder, finding a comfortable position.

Su Jingyao couldn't see Jun Zechen's expression; his deep eyes seemed to conceal some indescribable thoughts.

After talking with Ling Yue yesterday, I was preoccupied with what Ling Yue had said about my past life, and I also carefully recalled Su Jingyao's various behaviors after entering the East Palace. I even compared them with the Su Jingyao in my memory of my past life. My mind was filled with countless thoughts, like a tangled mess, so I didn't come to Shui Ning Palace.

"When Jiaojiao first entered the palace, she and the Crown Princess were at odds. What was the reason for this?"

His voice slowly rose from above Su Jingyao's head, carrying a sense of inquiry.

"Does the concubine and the Crown Princess not get along?"

Su Jingyao suddenly got up from his arms, turned her head, and stared at him with her beautiful eyes, her expression showing a hint of dissatisfaction.

"It's clearly the Crown Princess targeting the concubine!"

"I was just asking."

Jun Zechen quickly comforted her, and at the same time reached out and gently touched her belly.

She's getting more and more delicate these days; she gets upset over the slightest thing.

"Does Jiaojiao know why the Crown Princess is targeting you?"

Jun Zechen continued, seemingly casually, to ask the question.

Su Jingyao lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. Why did she feel like the older man was testing her?

Could it be that Ling Yue said something to him yesterday?

"Naturally, it's because of His Highness's favor. Who can blame him, with his immense power and unparalleled handsomeness, who has captured the hearts of all women?" Su Jingyao said coquettishly.

She could steal the hearts of all women? Even if the woman in her arms didn't become the Crown Prince, she would still steal the hearts of every man who had ever seen her.

"All I care about is whether I've won Jiao Jiao's heart."

Jun Zechen's heart suddenly tightened, and his eyes became even more profound.

Perhaps he was overthinking it.

She has no memory of her past, and it's true that she likes him.

Su Jingyao was surprised when Jun Zechen suddenly started saying sweet nothings to her. She then smiled and gently stroked his Adam's apple with her small hands, her eyes full of seductive charm.

"Your Highness, the answer is long, and I will answer it with my entire life. Would Your Highness be willing to listen?"

Jun Zechen was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening.

"Extremely happy to."

A look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

The two cuddled tenderly for a while. After becoming pregnant, Su Jingyao was prone to fatigue and gradually felt sleepy. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she soon fell asleep.

Jun Zechen had gotten used to holding her as she fell asleep, feeling her even breathing, he placed a kiss on her forehead, and slowly closed his eyes.

In the darkness, only a single candle, its flame obscured by a lampshade, flickered faintly.

The candle flames burned shorter and shorter, casting flickering light on the faces of the two people.

Both of them were breathing lightly and were fast asleep.

In the silent palace, even the slightest breeze could be heard clearly, but suddenly a soft, sobbing voice rang out.

The sound, like a wisp of smoke, broke the silence.

Jun Zechen has always been a very light sleeper, and he will be woken up by the slightest noise.

When he opened his eyes, in the dim light, he saw the woman in his arms with her brows tightly furrowed, as if a knot had formed between them.

There seemed to be tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, like tiny pearls in the dim light.

Jun Zechen tensed up instantly.

Did you have a nightmare?

Just as I was about to wake her up, I heard her tearful, aggrieved words.

"Why didn't Your Highness tell me about my birthday? Waaah..."

Her voice was very soft, with a strong nasal tone, and somewhat indistinct, as if she were murmuring in a dream.

However, Jun Zechen had sharp hearing and eyesight, and he could hear all these subtle sounds clearly.

His face immediately darkened, as if covered by a storm cloud.

Her birthday this year had already passed before she married into the Eastern Palace, so he naturally had no chance to tell her the joy of her birthday.

Your Highness?

Could it be... another version of him?!

Thinking of this, Jun Zechen's eyes flashed with astonishment, his dark eyes staring intently at the woman in his arms, her brows furrowed, still immersed in a nightmare.