Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

"Your Highness!"

Su Jingyao suddenly sat up in bed, her movements flustered.

She blinked her eyelashes several times unconsciously, her eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

No, it's Your Majesty?

Su Jingyao's mind was in complete chaos, like a tangled mess.

She felt as if she were herself, yet also as if she wasn't.

I just had a dream. The person in the dream seemed to be Jun Zechen, but he was wearing a bright dragon robe and was extremely majestic.

There was another woman who looked exactly like her, sobbing softly.

Birthday? Is she celebrating her birthday?

Su Jingyao lowered her head, her brows furrowed; it all felt so real, as if she were experiencing it firsthand.

Just as Su Jingyao was sitting on the bed, looking dazed and unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, Miaoyun heard the sound and hurriedly came in.

"Your Highness went to the morning court early. If you miss His Highness, I will have someone from Yude Palace come and report to him when he returns."

Miaoyun deftly pulled open the bed curtains and hung them on both sides, while jokingly saying with a smile on her lips.

After her mistress became pregnant, she became increasingly dependent on His Highness.

After Miaoyun hung up the bed curtains on both sides, she took a closer look at her mistress and was surprised to find that her face was pale and bloodless, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead that glistened in the candlelight.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Miaoyun's voice instantly turned anxious. She hurriedly bent down and grasped her mistress's hand, only to find that her hand was icy cold, like jade.

"My lord, I will go and fetch the imperial physician for you right away."

Miaoyun's voice trembled as she turned to leave.

My lady is pregnant; we can't afford to make any mistakes.

"No need, Miaoyun."

When Miaoyun took Su Jingyao's hand, Su Jingyao gradually came to her senses. She gently shook her head and pulled Miaoyun back.

"It was just a nightmare, nothing serious."

Su Jingyao's voice was still a little weak.

Miaoyun was still full of worry, her brows furrowed.

"Are you really alright, Your Highness? Please don't be reckless, Your Highness is carrying the imperial heir."

Her eyes were full of concern.

"I'm really okay, help me up to wash up."

Although Su Jingyao's voice was soft, it left no room for argument.

She knew perfectly well that the child was well-behaved and nothing was wrong.

Su Jingyao sat down at the dressing table, staring blankly at herself in the mirror. Her delicate face was very beautiful, but her lips were a little pale.

She recalled the woman she saw in her dream. In the dream, she seemed to deeply empathize with her. When the woman cried, she felt as if she could feel it herself, and she could even keenly sense that the woman was faking it.

But it is something she is capable of doing.

Could it be that what she dreamed about last night was Ling Yue's past life?

She transmigrated into the world of the original book, and then she acted in front of Jun Zechen, pretending to be innocent and trying to gain sympathy.

She had planned to do this before marrying into the Eastern Palace, but she changed her strategy after discovering that Jun Zechen was completely different.

It was only after Ling Yue confessed everything to her that she dreamt of it. Now she no longer cared about her past life; she was definitely the winner anyway, and she would still be the winner in this life.

Whether you dream about it or not is not important.

Miaoxia gently combed her mistress's long hair from behind.

Because of her pregnancy, Su Jingyao doesn't go out much, so her hair is usually loose, though she does style it in a slightly different way.

"My lord, after you left Qiluan Palace yesterday, Consort Ye also came out of Qiluan Palace. Our people have been monitoring Consort Ye, but they have not noticed any of her actions."

Miaoxia reported softly while combing her hair.

A cold glint instantly appeared in Su Jingyao's eyes, and her gaze sharpened.

Ling Yue called her over yesterday; perhaps her real purpose was to see Ye Yaqin?

Could Ling Yue possibly make a deal with Ye Yaqin regarding some of her memories?

Ling Yue is leaving the palace in a month. Is she planning to have Ye Yaqin deal with her?

Many questions flashed through Su Jingyao's mind in an instant.

She lowered her head, her gaze fixed on her swollen belly, her expression growing increasingly serious.

Her favored status was too conspicuous, making her a thorn in the side of everyone in the backyard. Whether it was Ye Yaqin or the other six newcomers, they were probably all secretly plotting to deal with her.

Now that the Empress is in charge of the palace and has specially sent people to take care of her, these women probably don't know where to begin if they want to deal with her.

If her unborn child is harmed, unless she can escape unscathed, it will endanger the lives of hundreds of her family members.

However, Su Jingyao still needed to take all necessary precautions in case of any unforeseen circumstances.

Because Jun Zechen had placed her in the public eye, some underhanded attacks were unavoidable.

"Miaoxia, have Li Jing find a way to enter the palace in a month," Su Jingyao said firmly.

After Ling Yue leaves, no one should recognize Li Jing anymore. As for what Ling Yue and Ye Yaqin talked about, we can only try to find out later.

The most important thing now is the child. Su Jingyao will not underestimate a woman's jealousy. With Li Jing in the palace, she will feel more at ease taking care of her pregnancy.

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Han De Yuan.

Since returning from Qiluan Palace yesterday, Ye Yaqin has been like a lost soul, her expression dazed.

She was always cautious, but when the Crown Princess summoned her to Qiluan Palace yesterday, she was completely unprepared.

It wasn't until she learned that the Crown Prince wanted to send the Crown Princess out of the palace for the sake of his concubine that she suddenly realized she was in an extremely passive situation.

Since the Crown Prince was able to be so resolute for his concubine, it must be because the Crown Princess posed a great threat to her.

The Crown Princess's words yesterday revealed a deep hatred for the concubine.

If that's the case, His Highness the Crown Prince might have been secretly monitoring the Crown Princess all month. Wouldn't she be suspected by His Highness the Crown Prince if she came out of Qiluan Palace?

Thinking of this, Ye Yaqin couldn't help but gasp, her mind in turmoil.

Yesterday, Ye Yaqin was extremely anxious and prepared to write a letter back to the Ye family immediately to ask her father about the true situation. However, after calming down, she thought that if she was currently being monitored by His Highness, would the letter she sent really reach her father safely?

She cannot act rashly.

"Xiangling, send someone to Yude Palace to request an audience with His Highness."

Ye Yaqin's voice was urgent, but she tried her best to maintain her composure.

She must not panic.

"Yes, Master," Xiangling replied and hurried to make the arrangements.

Yude Hall.

Since the Crown Prince returned from court, although he remained as stern and unsmiling as ever, An Shun had a vague feeling that His Highness was in a bad mood.

Jun Zechen's brows remained furrowed, and his eyes held a suppressed fire.

An Shun was extremely careful in his actions and words, taking every movement with utmost caution, even breathing as softly as possible, for fear of inadvertently offending His Highness and bringing undeserved disaster upon himself.

Jun Zechen was reviewing memorials in his study, but the dense text seemed like a jumbled mess in front of him, and he couldn't concentrate on it at all.

Who exactly was the "Your Highness" she dreamed about last night?

Does she really have memories of her past life like Ling Yue?

Jun Zechen felt a lump in his throat, a feeling that surged through his chest but had nowhere to be released.

The suspicions in his mind lingered like ghosts, yet he could not confirm them at all.

He couldn't ask!

Jun Zechen felt extremely frustrated by this situation, which was completely beyond his control.

Just then, Anshun tiptoed in.

He bowed slightly, his expression respectful, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, Consort Ye has sent someone to request an audience."

Jun Zechen raised an eyebrow slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

He naturally knew that Ling Yue had invited Ye Yaqin and Su Jingyao to Qiluan Palace for a meal yesterday. The reason why Jun Zechen felt at ease letting Su Jingyao go was firstly because he had people he had placed in Qiluan Palace, and secondly because the food in Qiluan Palace could not possibly be poisoned.

Although his men didn't hear what they said inside the hall, Jun Zechen didn't really care.

What kind of trouble could a woman who was about to be sent out of the palace and had no power cause?

As for Ye Yaqin, if she had behaved herself, he wouldn't have gone so far as to exterminate the Ye family.

If the Ye family hadn't become so ambitious after Ye Yaqin gave birth to a prince, attempting to make a rash move when the princes were still young, Jun Zechen wouldn't have ruthlessly killed the Ye family.

However, he was determined to gain control of the Ye family's military power in this lifetime.

"Let her come over."

After thinking for a while, Jun Zechen slowly answered.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Yaqin appeared dressed very gently, in a light blue long dress that fluttered gracefully, exuding elegance and beauty.

She went into the study.

"This concubine greets Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Ye Yaqin bowed gracefully, her voice soft and melodious, but her face seemed to carry some unspoken thoughts.

"Get up," Jun Zechen said casually.

However, Ye Yaqin remained kneeling on the ground and did not get up.

"Your Highness, I request an audience with you today to report something."

Ye Yaqin's face suddenly showed a look of horror, as if she had seen a ghost.

"The Crown Princess is an ominous person. Perhaps... perhaps she is possessed by something unclean!"

Her voice was broken and her teeth were chattering.

Jun Zechen slowly raised his head to look at her, his eyes lowered, revealing an unfathomable emotion, deep and dark.

He also possessed the original Jun Zechen...

"I don't believe in ghosts and gods, so I'll just say what I have to say."

Jun Zechen's voice was deep and carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Your Highness, yesterday the Crown Princess summoned me and my concubine to Qiluan Palace. I arrived earlier than my concubine. After my concubine arrived, the Crown Princess told me to hide and eavesdrop on their conversation."

Ye Yaqin suppressed her fear and slowly began to speak.

"But what the Crown Princess said was too strange, and I am terrified."

Ye Yaqin's body began to tremble slightly, and her lips lost their color.

"She even wanted her concubine to kill the secondary wife!"

As Ye Yaqin spoke, her voice suddenly rose, her eyes filled with panic.

Jun Zechen's gaze instantly sharpened like a sword, landing directly on Ye Yaqin, as if it could pierce through her.

Did Ling Yue really tell her these things?

They've already made her leave the palace, but she still won't let Su Jingyao go?

"Why did the Crown Princess order you to kill the concubine? What did she tell you? What did you hear?"

Jun Zechen's voice grew colder.

"The Crown Princess said she has memories of her past life, and that the imperial heir in the concubine's womb will be Your Highness's successor. He is young but intelligent and has entered the court early. He will kill the concubine and even eliminate the Ye family."

Ye Yaqin lowered her head, her voice trembling with sobs, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

"The Crown Princess said that only by killing the concubine can I protect myself and the Ye family."

"Your Highness, how can I believe such absurd words? The Crown Princess must have gone mad!"

Today's play is a risky move.

Ye Yaqin's departure from Qiluan Palace yesterday has already aroused the Crown Prince's suspicion. Only by standing by his side can she dispel his suspicions.

If the Crown Prince wanted to send the Crown Princess out of the palace, he must have already prepared a reason. But now, Ye Yaqin has given him a new reason.

A madwoman, a paranoid person, is certainly not fit to be the Crown Princess, nor the future Empress.

Ye Yaqin naturally wouldn't reveal that the Crown Princess had told her that the real person who wanted to eliminate the Ye family was the Crown Prince.

If the Crown Prince already had this idea, she might have been silenced on the spot, which would have hastened the demise of the Ye family.

Ye Yaqin wasn't afraid that Jun Zechen would question Ling Yue. Even if Ling Yue said that the Crown Prince was planning to eliminate the Ye family, the Crown Prince was already suspicious, so who would he believe?

She came here today to convince the Crown Prince that she and the Crown Princess were not in cahoots and that she would not harm the concubine because of this.

Jun Zechen never expected that Ling Yue would resort to such underhanded tactics even after leaving the palace.

His lips were pressed tightly together, and his expression was rather unpleasant.

"I understand. I will send the imperial physicians to give the Crown Princess a proper diagnosis."

This "diagnosis" is not the same as that "diagnosis".

"The Crown Princess is talking nonsense. The concubine is carrying my only child. Not only do my father and mother value him, but I will not tolerate anyone causing any loss to the imperial heir."

Jun Zechen leaned forward slightly, exuding a strong sense of pressure. His eyes were like a bottomless black sea, sending chills down one's spine.

Ye Yaqin looked up and met the Crown Prince's gaze, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Yes, I would never dare to do anything that would harm the imperial heir or the concubine."

"Well, if there's nothing else, you may leave."

Jun Zechen waved his hand, his tone indifferent.

"Thank you, Your Highness. I shall take my leave."

Ye Yaqin hurriedly got up. Her legs, which had been kneeling, were a little numb. Her body trembled, and with Xiang Ling's help, she turned and left Yude Palace with unsteady steps.