Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Jun Zechen pulled her into a tight embrace, making him almost lose control of himself, and he felt a strong urge to be close to her.

The intense heat, like scalding waves, continuously sprayed onto Su Jingyao's neck.

Su Jingyao felt an unbearable itch on her neck and couldn't help but moan, "Your Majesty, it itches~"

Immediately, her body flinched, and her right shoulder shrugged involuntarily.

She got off him, and after taking only two steps, the man quickly grabbed her waist and, with a forceful pull, lifted her onto the table in front of him.

Su Jingyao suddenly looked down at him, her watery eyes filled with shyness, not daring to meet his overly intense gaze.

He turned his head slightly.

The man was tall and imposing. He sat in the chair, his gaze fixed on her chest, and his eyes began to become even more unrestrained.

Su Jingyao gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands, her heart filled with nervousness and helplessness.

Jun Zechen slowly leaned closer, and his passionate kisses rained down on her body.

First, it gently caressed the long, fair neck, then slowly moved down along the beautiful curves.

His kiss was passionate and domineering. Su Jingyao bit her lip, her delicate body trembling slightly, and one hand involuntarily rested on his neck.

"Your Majesty, it hurts! I can't kiss you there! I'm taking the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician to prevent pregnancy."

Her voice carried a hint of urgency and panic, her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes were filled with tension.

Su Jingyao began to gently push the man, trying to stop him from making any further moves.

Mia Huai San was a common medicine used by concubines in the palace to suppress lactation. His forceful kiss at this moment...

Upon hearing her words, Jun Zechen slowly raised his head, gritted his teeth, and finally reluctantly let go of her, his eyes filled with a hint of forbearance and restraint.

Suddenly, a continuous sobbing sound came from inside.

Miaoxue actually carried the eldest prince in.

At this moment, Su Jingyao was facing away from the door, and Miaoxue was completely unaware of her situation.

Hearing the crying, Su Jingyao was startled. How could she face anyone looking like this!

Su Jingyao glared fiercely at the man who showed no restraint, her eyes glistening with tears.

Jun Zechen was also taken aback when he heard his son crying.

However, seeing the woman's blushing face, which was almost dripping with blood, he found it particularly interesting.

A hint of mockery crept into his eyes.

Su Jingyao hurriedly pulled her clothes up, then got off the table and shrank into the man's arms like a startled rabbit.

"This servant greets Your Majesty and Your Highness," came Miaoxue's voice.

"Get up, Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Jun Zechen held the person tightly in his arms as he asked.

Miaoyue never looked at her two masters.

He replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has just been fed by his wet nurse. He's probably missing his master and is crying incessantly. Usually, at this time, the master would play with the Crown Prince."

After tidying her clothes in the man's arms, Su Jingyao slowly got up from his embrace and walked to Miaoxue.

"Give me the eldest prince," Su Jingyao said softly.

After Su Jingyao took him, Little Star seemed to smell a familiar scent immediately, and his crying finally stopped.

"Sweetheart, Mommy's here," Su Jingyao coaxed gently.

Jun Yihuan, who is almost two months old, opened his big eyes, which were glistening with tears from crying.

His long eyelashes trembled as he looked at his mother with a wronged expression, as if to say, "Why didn't my mother accompany me today?"

Jun Zechen sat on it, quietly watching the interaction between the mother and son.

An indescribable feeling of warmth welled up in my heart.

However, watching her son snuggling in her arms, his little hands scratching and grabbing here and there, she felt a strange sense of unease welling up inside her.

He stood up and walked over, saying, "I'll hug him."

Su Jingyao looked at him suspiciously. Did this man even know how to hold a child?

Seeing this, Jun Zechen couldn't help but laugh in exasperation, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Would I really throw him?"

"If Your Majesty were to drop the stars, I would never speak to you again!" Su Jingyao pouted slightly and said coquettishly.

After she finished speaking, she carefully handed the star over. Jun Zechen's movements in holding the child did indeed seem a bit clumsy.

He carefully took the child into his arms.

After the birth of the eldest prince, he held him very few times. After all, the late emperor had passed away, and he was also busy with state affairs, so he was indeed not very skilled.

Before he could even properly experience the warmth of fatherly love and filial piety, Xingxing started crying loudly as soon as she entered his arms.

Jun Zechen's muscular physique was no match for his mother's fragrant and soft embrace. Xingxing couldn't bear the difference when he held her in his arms.

Jun Zechen was immediately angered by the mother and son. Was he, as their father, not even allowed to hold his son?

"Stop crying, you're a real man. If you cry again, I'll throw you out."

Jun Zechen put on a stern face, his expression serious. In particular, his deep, dark eyes stared straight at Xingxing, making Xingxing stunned.

His little mouth was slightly open, and for a moment he actually stopped crying.

Instantly, the study fell silent, but this silence lasted only a few seconds before Xingxing burst into tears again.

Su Jingyao felt extremely distressed seeing this, "Your Majesty!"

She quickly pulled Xingxing back from the man's arms and gently coaxed her, "Good girl, Xingxing is the best girl. Your father was just scaring you, don't cry."

Jun Zechen was momentarily stunned by his son's sudden stop of crying and then his sudden burst of sobbing. It wasn't until now that he realized what was happening and asked her to take the child back.

Seeing how gently she was coaxing the child, Jun Zechen felt inexplicably jealous.

"Yaoyao, children shouldn't be spoiled."

He spoke with a serious expression.

Su Jingyao rolled her eyes at him. How could she spoil a baby who was only a little over a month old?

Then, Su Jingyao looked at him with a wronged expression, her eyes seemingly welling up with tears.

"Does Your Majesty dislike stars?"

She looked as if she would burst into tears the moment a man said he didn't like her.

Seeing her like this, Jun Zechen could only helplessly hold the woman and child tightly in his arms to comfort them.

"How could I not like her? It's just that I like Yao Yao even more."

Su Jingyao was momentarily stunned by his sudden sweet words.

This man had never said he liked her before.

Seeing her dazed expression, Jun Zechen took the opportunity to take the child out of her arms.

"Miaoyue, take the Crown Prince away. He is not to be allowed to enter again without my permission."

Su Jingyao got angry when she heard him say that, and pouted, saying, "The stars will cry."

Miaoyue dared not disobey His Majesty's wishes, and even though the eldest prince had already begun to sob, she still carried him out of the study.

Without saying a word, Jun Zechen picked Su Jingyao up and carried her in his arms.

His voice was deep and magnetic as he slowly said, "I would rather see Yao Yao cry."

Su Jingyao was once again amazed by how well this scoundrel of a man could say sweet nothings.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, shyly burying her face in the crook of his neck.

Jun Zechen carried her steadily to the chair and sat down, then placed her back on the table.

The unfinished business must be completed.

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Su Jingyao felt pain all over her body from being bullied like this, especially since the table beneath her was so hard and uncomfortable.

Just as Jun Zechen bent down to continue, she subconsciously bent her legs.

Her small feet landed on his shoulder, and she kicked him with some force.

"Your Majesty, to the bed! It's so hard, it hurts..."

Jun Zechen was startled when she kicked him.

Then, a slight upturn of the corners of his mouth revealed a smile tinged with indulgence, "Sweetheart."

After saying that, he gently picked her up and carried her to the bedchamber.

Su Jingyao leaned lazily against him, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her eyes still carrying a trace of lingering redness.