Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Outside, a world covered in silver and white snowflakes fluttered down, adorning the earth like a dream.

But inside the Xiyan Palace, it was as warm as spring.

Throughout the hall, charcoal fires burned brightly in every corner, radiating a comforting warmth.

Everyone in the Eastern Palace knew how much His Highness valued Consort Su.

Every detail was meticulously taken care of, just so that Consort Su could feel the utmost care.

Su Jingyao sat elegantly on the couch, dressed in a magnificent brocade robe, her hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, her skin as white as snow, and her face exquisitely beautiful.

On the other side of the couch, Li Jing was intently taking her pulse.

His fingers were long and strong, and he gently placed them on Su Jingyao's wrist through the handkerchief.

"Consort, the imperial heir in your womb is very healthy. You are now eight months pregnant. According to my pulse diagnosis, the imperial heir should be born in about five weeks."

Su Jingyao smiled sweetly, looking beautiful and charming.

She gently stroked her belly, feeling the tiny life inside her that was connected to her by blood.

It was a wonderful feeling; her heart was filled with warmth and anticipation.

Her eyes also radiated a maternal glow, an indescribable tenderness and love.

Li Jing rarely saw Su Jingyao so gentle and tender.

In his memory, she had always been that proud young lady, aloof and arrogant, always strategizing and in control of everything.

When they first met, even though he was a few years older than her, he always felt at ease with her.

She is exceptionally intelligent. Whether handling her own business or seizing other people's market share, she performs exceptionally well, offering advice and handling situations with ease.

At that time, Li Jing regarded her as a goddess who would save him, someone unattainable, and her wisdom and talent often amazed him.

If such a woman were a man, she would surely hold a high position and achieve great things.

Su Jingyao thoroughly enjoyed the process of pregnancy, despite experiencing the discomfort of morning sickness, general fatigue, and even occasional leg cramps at night.

But none of this could conceal the happiness and joy in her heart.

In modern times, she was an orphan who had never experienced the love of her parents.

After arriving in ancient times, she experienced fifteen years of maternal and paternal love, as well as her brother's doting affection, but none of them gave her the same intense feeling as this child.

She wanted to pamper the child and give him endless love and care.

Su Jingyao looked down at her bulging belly, a happy smile on her face.

Perhaps she had been lost in thought for a while, because she suddenly felt Li Jing's gaze on her.

Su Jingyao immediately raised her head, her smile instantly fading and replaced by a faint indifference.

She leaned back slightly, then asked casually, "How's Tang Fengyi's pregnancy going?"

Li Jing snapped out of his daze as if waking from a dream, his eyes still filled with a hint of disorientation.

"It has been Physician Hu who has been taking care of Consort Tang during this pregnancy. However, after only a month, Physician Hu now appears worried every day at the Imperial Hospital, with his brows furrowed and looking very preoccupied."

"Oh? Tang Fengyi's pregnancy is not going well?"

Su Jingyao raised an eyebrow slightly, revealing a hint of mockery.

"Yes, the situation of Consort Tang's pregnancy is not optimistic. The Empress has ordered that Physician Hu must do whatever it takes to protect the imperial heir. Some of the methods that Physician Hu is using now are extremely harmful to the mother's body."

Li Jing nodded slightly, then continued, "This humble subject guesses that the Empress wants Physician Hu to keep the fetus until the seventh month, at which point the mother can be killed and the child taken."

Li Jing's voice was slightly solemn, and his brows furrowed even more. Apart from a few powerful figures, no one in the palace had their own life in their own hands.

He felt no sympathy for Tang Fengyi, only that fate was cruel and life and death were predetermined.

Su Jingyao lowered her eyelashes, lost in thought.

It seems the Empress truly values ​​the Crown Prince's child.

Indeed, how could these powerful figures possibly care about a lowly Tang Fengyi?

In their eyes, a woman's blessing was to give birth to an imperial heir.

sad.

"Okay, I understand. You may leave."

After Li Jing respectfully withdrew, Su Jingyao slowly stood up and strolled unhurriedly towards the window.

She stood quietly by the window, her gaze fixed intently on the snow falling outside.

Pure white snowflakes, as light as feathers, drifted down from the sky, fluttering and swirling, like countless nimble little elves dancing gracefully in the air.

The snowflakes were so pure and flawless, so crystal clear, that they seemed to conceal all the sins and darkness within the palace.

They fall silently, bringing a moment of peace and beauty to the world.

But Ling Yue, you're blocking my way, so I have no choice but to find a way to move you away from the path I need to take.

Tang Fengyi was that sharpened knife that was being used.

If Tang Fengyi knew that only one of her children could live, what would she choose?

"My lord, Consort An is outside requesting an audience."

At this moment, Miaoyun came over and reported softly.

She was just wondering how to meet this "tool person" when, unexpectedly, the person herself delivered herself to her doorstep.

Is she here again to ask her how to regain favor?

An Jinyan is sometimes quite clever, and sometimes adorably silly.

"Let her in."

Su Jingyao spoke softly, then sat back down on the couch.

A moment later, An Jinyan walked in.

She removed her heavy cloak and said respectfully, "This concubine greets Consort An."

"Please rise, Sister An, and sit down. What brings you to my Xiyan Palace today?"

Su Jingyao raised her hand to signal her to get up, but her belly was especially big now, making the movements a little difficult, and she only moved her hands slightly.

An Jinyan sat on the other side of the tatami mat.

"Not only is it warm and cozy here, sister, but the whole house is also filled with precious treasures bestowed by His Highness and the Empress. I am truly envious."

An Jinyan smiled, her tone carrying a hint of teasing.

"If my sister likes anything, I'll give it to her."

Su Jingyao had a gentle smile on her face and a soft voice.

"Thank you, sister, but this is all His Highness's favor towards you, how can I accept it so easily?"

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, her eyes began to flicker, as if she had something difficult to say.

"Is there something you want to say to me, little sister An?"

Su Jingyao frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in her eyes as she asked.

"Sister, His Highness has been far too cold to me these past month. He hasn't even stepped into Xiyun Palace once. Is it possible that His Highness is blaming me for all the mistakes the Crown Princess made?"

An Jinyan lowered her head, tears welling in her eyes, her voice tinged with grievance and sorrow.

Su Jingyao sighed softly on the surface, expressing her heartache over her plight, but she almost couldn't help but laugh inside.

She was right.

"Your Highness and the Crown Princess are deeply in love, and the Crown Princess has repeatedly said that she served that pastry because of you, which almost caused Consort Tang to miscarry. Your Highness must be somewhat dissatisfied with you."

Upon hearing this, An Jinyan seemed a little anxious. She raised her head and stared intently at Su Jingyao.

"Sister, what should I do? I love His Highness the Crown Prince, and I don't want him to dislike me. Please help me, sister."

Su Jingyao frowned slightly, a troubled look on her face.

"Sister An, well, I don't really have a good solution... His Highness dislikes infighting among women, and besides, His Highness has complete trust in the Crown Princess."

"If Sister An wants His Highness to see your true feelings, you still have to rely on time to slowly move His Highness and let him see your true feelings."

An Jinyan grew increasingly anxious. How could she move His Highness?

His Highness is already very busy with state affairs. He is either visiting his concubines at Xiyan Palace or going to Qiluan Palace, and occasionally he summons three other new concubines.

His Highness now never sets foot in Xiyun Palace.

But how can Your Highness blame the Crown Princess's mistake on her?

Now she is at odds with the Crown Princess and Consort Tang. If Consort Tang's child is born, wouldn't she have even less place to stay?

An Jinyan's eyes were filled with worry and unease.

"Sister, I truly did not harm Consort Tang's child."

An Jinyan's eyes were full of sincerity and earnestness; she hoped that Su Jingyao could believe her.

"Sister, could you please put in a good word for me before His Highness?"

Su Jingyao looked worried, and a hint of hesitation appeared in her eyes, as if there were some things she found difficult to say.

Seeing her like this, An Jinyan became even more anxious. She leaned forward slightly, her voice tinged with urgency.

"Sister, you can say whatever you want to say."

Su Jingyao stared intently at An Jinyan, bit her lip, a struggle flashing in her eyes, and hesitated for a moment.

"Come here, little sister."

Upon hearing this, An Jinyan was slightly taken aback, but still slowly leaned her head over.

Su Jingyao lowered her voice and spoke at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"During my last visit to pay my respects, I thought I smelled a faint scent of mugwort on Consort Tang..."

An Jinyan frowned slightly, her eyes full of confusion, and asked, puzzled, "What do you mean, sister?"

"For pregnant women, using mugwort is a method of forcibly preserving the pregnancy without regard for the mother's health. I am just guessing that Tang Fengyi will forcibly give birth without regard for the mother's safety."

Su Jingyao sighed softly and continued, "The grandson of the emperor that Consort Tang risked her life to give birth to may be adopted by the Crown Princess. Sister An, you should make plans as soon as possible. Alas..."

These were all made up by Su Jingyao. Even if Physician Hu wanted to sacrifice the mother to save the child, he wouldn't openly use mugwort. It was just an excuse, since the result would be the same anyway.

Judging from An Jinyan's stupid appearance, she probably doesn't know anything.

Upon hearing this, An Jinyan's eyes showed astonishment and confusion. Her pupils dilated slightly as she stared blankly at Su Jingyao, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

No wonder Tang Fengyi has been staying at home lately. Could it be that her health is failing?

If the Empress and His Highness were to sacrifice the mother to save the child, and eventually adopt the imperial heir into the Crown Princess's name, wouldn't the Crown Princess's position be even more secure?

Wouldn't all her previous efforts have been in vain?

Moreover, she and the Crown Princess are now sworn enemies, so how could she just stand by and watch the Crown Princess rise again?

An Jinyan was stunned for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, but the doubts in her heart did not disappear.

Why did the concubine say these things to her?

Is the intention to use her to bring down the Crown Princess?

A sudden sense of fear welled up in An Jinyan's heart; the concubine in front of her seemed to have become somewhat unfamiliar.

"Why did you tell me this, sister?"

An Jinyan's eyes were full of inquiry and doubt, as she wanted to see through Su Jingyao's true thoughts.

"Sister An, I just want to tell you that the Crown Princess has His Highness's favor and will have her own legitimate son. When His Highness ascends the throne, the Crown Princess will be the rightful Empress."

Su Jingyao sighed softly, her gaze remaining fixed on An Jinyan without flinching.

"Even if I help you persuade His Highness, if the Crown Princess doesn't like you, His Highness won't care about you."

Su Jingyao paused slightly at this point, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes, as if she was concerned about An Jinyan's future.

"What Sister An needs to do now is to try to ease the tension with the Crown Princess, otherwise..."

Su Jingyao's voice gradually lowered, her eyes filled with a deep meaning, and she didn't finish her sentence.

An Jinyan naturally understood Su Jingyao's unspoken meaning, and her heart tightened as an invisible pressure surged into her heart.

The concubine is right. Once Consort Tang's child is born, the Crown Princess will have everything.

The Empress will then return the Crown Princess's golden book to her.

A surge of intense resentment and anger welled up in An Jinyan's heart. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving clear marks.

However, she still managed a forced response, "Sister, I understand. I will try my best to ease the tension with the Crown Princess. Thank you for telling me today."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, An Jinyan left.

"My lord, are you trying to use Consort An to tell Consort Tang that she was sacrificed to save her child?"

Miao Yun, standing to the side, frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Su Jingyao nodded slightly. "Of course. Tang Fengyi originally sided with the Crown Princess, intending to take revenge on An Liangdi, but what was the result?"

Su Jingyao paused slightly at this point.

"On the contrary, Consort An used the Crown Princess and harmed her imperial heir. How could she not hate her? She not only hates Consort An, but she probably also hates the Crown Princess."

Su Jingyao's voice rose slightly, carrying a seductive power.

"If Consort An were to tell her at this moment that she was destined not to live to give birth to her child, and that the child would even have to be adopted by the Crown Princess, Miaoyun, what do you think Consort Tang would do?"

As Su Jingyao spoke, her eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint flashing in them, and a smile of anticipation for a good show appeared on her lips.

Hopefully, Tang Fengyi's knife won't disappoint her.

She leaned slightly forward, resting her elbows on the table, her hands clasped together, her fingers tapping rhythmically.

"But Master, if you tell Consort An so bluntly, won't she become more wary of you in the future?"

Although I approve of my master's actions, I am still worried that my master's image in the outside world will be damaged, and then it will not be easy for him to act in the future.

"It doesn't matter. Whether Consort Tang gives birth or not will have no impact on me. Regardless of whether Consort An suspects me, she will tell Consort Tang the truth and will not let this imperial heir be born to benefit the Crown Princess."

Su Jingyao's tone was very confident.

Moreover, even if On Liang-ti has doubts, so what? Does anyone believe what she says?

Su Jingyao revealed a disdainful smile.

Moreover, her child is about to be born, and Jun Zechen will soon ascend the throne, so she won't need to pretend to be innocent in front of everyone.

Others aren't fools. When you're always the one who benefits, how can they not be suspicious?

As long as Jun Zechen thinks she's innocent, isn't that enough?