Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

An Shun suddenly saw His Majesty walk out of the west side hall, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Before he could react, a casual command came: "Prepare water."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Anshun hurriedly and respectfully replied.

By the time Jun Zechen finished bathing, it was already 9 PM.

He lay on the dragon bed in the Qianqing Palace, his eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

In the end, he became just like his father.

Jun Zechen's gaze was deep and unfathomable in the darkness, his thoughts racing.

I liked Ling Yue from the very first time I met her.

Later, Yao Yao gave him a different feeling, and he felt pity for her, heartache for her, and couldn't bear to see her even slightly sad.

His patience with Ling Yue was dwindling, and he was shocked to realize that his feelings for her were so fickle.

He didn't even know if his feelings for Yao Yao would change in the future, and he could no longer make any promises with certainty.

He seemed only interested in completing his mission and didn't want to waste a single emotion on another woman by favoring someone else tonight.

When Ling Yue was heartbroken because he had another woman, would Yao Yao also be heartbroken because of this?

Jun Zechen couldn't help but sigh softly. Even though she was heartbroken, there was nothing he could do to change anything.

At that moment, Anshun was dozing off at the entrance when suddenly the palace doors opened without warning.

He shuddered and instantly became fully awake.

His Majesty?

"Your Majesty, it's so late, where are you going?" Anshun asked cautiously in a low voice.

"Conceal my whereabouts," Jun Zechen ordered calmly, his expression indifferent.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

An Shun responded, saying that even if His Majesty hadn't given the order, he would have kept it a secret late at night.

His Majesty just summoned Consort Lin, and now he's going elsewhere so late at night. If word gets out, how will Consort Lin save face tomorrow?

Jun Zechen walked briskly through the pitch-black night, with An Shun following closely behind, and went straight into Zhaochun Palace.

Then they entered the sleeping quarters of Zhaochun Palace without any hindrance.

Miao Yun, who had been guarding outside the palace, was startled when she saw His Majesty in a black brocade robe with dragon patterns. Before she could even pay her respects, she watched as His Majesty strode into the bedchamber.

An Shun gave her a quick wink, and then the two of them quietly continued to stand guard outside.

Jun Zechen entered the bedroom and immediately saw the woman sleeping with her back to him, her long, black, and shiny hair cascading down her pillow like a waterfall.

Jun Zechen narrowed his eyes slightly, then quietly took off his outer robe, got directly onto the bed, reached out and gently moved her black hair aside, then gently pulled her into his arms.

Su Jingyao frowned slightly, her mind still a little hazy and unclear.

anyone?

Su Jingyao subconsciously touched the hand on her waist, then suddenly felt a jolt of surprise and instantly came to her senses.

Jun Zechen?!

Wasn't he going to summon Consort Lin to the Qianqing Palace tonight?

What's wrong with him? Coming to Zhaochun Palace so late at night?

Wouldn't that just invite unnecessary hatred towards her?

Su Jingyao frowned deeply, took a deep breath, and tried her best to suppress her displeasure.

**It's affecting her rest.

Then, she slowly turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist.

Her voice was soft, with a slight hoarseness from just waking up, and a delicate, sweet quality.

"Why has Your Majesty come?"

"Did I wake Yao Yao?" Jun Zechen replied softly.

"Yes, I was already asleep," Su Jingyao said coquettishly.

Immediately afterwards, Su Jingyao leaned close to his chest and gently sniffed it like a kitten.

Thankfully, there was no other woman's scent, otherwise even if that jerk got angry, she would have kicked him off the bed, or she would have been disgusted to death.

I wonder what's wrong with Jun Zechen tonight? Why did he suddenly come to see her? Is Lin Meiren not satisfied with her service?

Could it be that he felt wronged by favoring other women, so he came to her for comfort?

And then, after receiving comfort, he still goes on to favor other people as usual, right? What a bastard.

"What are you smelling?"

Jun Zechen felt a ticklish sensation on his chest from her sniffing motion, like a kitten, and he asked in a low voice.

"Does Your Majesty smell of any other sisters?" Su Jingyao replied coquettishly.

A hint of joy flashed in Jun Zechen's eyes, but his voice remained calm, revealing no emotion.

"Does Yao Yao mind that I favor other women?"

"I don't care at all. Your Majesty already has many women, and now so many more sisters have come. If I cared, wouldn't I be unhappy every day? Humph."

Su Jingyao pouted.

Jun Zechen chuckled lightly, "Stubborn to the end."

He knew she cared, and a surge of joy welled up inside him.

Then, Jun Zechen hugged her even tighter and whispered in her ear, "No woman can compare to Yao Yao."

Su Jingyao, who was buried in the man's chest, curled her lips into a slight disdain. Could he even believe what he said?

"Your Majesty must not forget what you said. However, if Your Majesty falls in love with another sister, I will silently wish Your Majesty well."

"Your Majesty is the ruler of the world; you only need to please yourself. I only wish for Your Majesty's physical and mental well-being."

Su Jingyao said sullenly.

Upon hearing her words, Jun Zechen couldn't help but kiss her hair. He was increasingly reluctant to be intimate with other women, and even in bed, he only conducted himself in a businesslike manner.

But when I'm with her, I can't help but want to get close to her.

Su Jingyao felt his gentleness and rubbed her face against his chest. Then, as if she remembered something, she asked with a hint of worry in her voice.

"Your Majesty summoned Consort Lin (Lin Miaoyin) to your bedchamber today. If the ladies in the harem find out tomorrow that Your Majesty visited my Zhaochun Palace, Consort Lin will likely face criticism."

"Yaoyao, don't worry, no one will know that I am in Zhaochun Palace tonight."

Su Jingyao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want the newcomers in the harem to focus too much attention on her.

Day two.

In the early morning, Su Jingyao slowly woke up. When she opened her eyes, Jun Zechen was already gone.

Apart from having to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager every five days, she would sleep until almost 9 a.m. before slowly getting up.

When Miaoxia saw that her mistress had woken up, she immediately stepped forward and began to serve her attentively.

"Your Highness, the new ladies who entered the palace yesterday have already gone to the Imperial Concubine's palace to pay their respects. They will be coming to Zhaochun Palace soon. I will hurry up and do your hair and makeup." Miaoxia said softly.

Su Jingyao raised her eyebrows slightly, looking completely unconcerned.

"Hmm, what's the rush? What's wrong with asking them to wait a bit when they arrive?"

She entered the palace to enjoy the most luxurious life and the highest status.

Whether it's vanity or ambition, what matters most is your own mood and comfort.

Seeing that her master didn't care, Miaoxia also felt that she had made a mountain out of a molehill.

They were just concubines, whose highest rank was no more than Beauty. Why should the master have to rush to dress up for them?

Afterwards, Miaoxia leisurely began to do her mistress's hair and makeup, and occasionally asked her mistress to choose the jewelry to wear that day.

By the time Su Jingyao finished dressing, the newly arrived concubines from yesterday had already come out of Yikun Palace and had been waiting in Zhaochun Palace for a while.

Su Jingyao entered the main hall, and the newlyweds all stood up.

"This humble concubine greets Consort Chunshu, wishing Her Majesty ten thousand years of good fortune and peace."

Get up.

With a gentle smile on her face, Su Jingyao slowly walked from the center of the hall to the highest position, and then sat down gracefully.

"Miaoyun, serve tea," Su Jingyao instructed softly.

Because of their high rank and status, Ye Meiren (Ye Yaqin), Chu Meiren (Chu Yinxue) and Lin Meiren all sat in the front row.

They were all amazed by the luxury and exquisiteness of Zhaochun Palace. Every piece of furniture was extremely rare. Consort Chunshu must be His Majesty's favorite concubine.

Why is it said that the Imperial Concubine is His Majesty's favorite when they are outside the palace?

From the moment Consort Chun Shu appeared to be somewhat absent-minded.

She had always believed that her looks were the best in the harem, especially after meeting the imperial concubine who was said to be favored by the emperor, she became even more confident in her appearance.

However, the moment Consort Chun Shu stepped into the palace, even Consort Chu herself was stunned.

Consort Chunshu's features were exquisitely beautiful to the extreme, as if she were a masterpiece carefully sculpted by God.

Even her figure and skin are perfect, without any flaws.

Chu Meiren was shocked. It turned out that the rumors among the nobles about the eldest daughter of the Su family when she was young were actually true!

When Consort Ye saw Consort Chunshu, alarm bells rang in her mind.

Consort Chunshu possesses stunning beauty, enjoys the Emperor's favor, has a powerful family background, and is the Emperor's eldest son.

How exactly can she contend with Consort Chunshu?

Ye Meiren lowered her eyelashes, trying to conceal the deep fear and jealousy in her eyes that she could not hide.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Su Jingyao spoke up: "Who was Consort Lin, the first person His Majesty served yesterday? Let me recognize her."

Lin Meiren blushed slightly, lowered her head, and said softly, "Your Majesty, it is this concubine."

"Raise your head, let me see you."

Su Jingyao smiled gently and looked at Lin Meiren.

Lin Meiren slowly raised her head and gave Su Jingyao a slightly shy smile.

"She truly is a beauty; no wonder she has won His Majesty's favor."

"Your Majesty flatters me. The slightest favor I have received cannot compare to Your Majesty's great favor," Consort Lin said timidly.

Su Jingyao didn't reply, but turned her gaze to Chu Meiren and said, "Who is this young lady? She is indeed exceptionally beautiful."

Seeing that Consort Chunshu was looking at her, Consort Chu rose and bowed, saying, "This concubine is Chu Yinxue, daughter of the Minister of Personnel. After entering the palace, I was granted the title of Consort. I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

"That's right, it's just..."

Su Jingyao rested one hand lightly on the armrest of her chair halfway through her sentence, her posture appearing lazy and relaxed.

Chu Meiren looked puzzled and pressed for an answer: "What is it?"

"I quite like your stunning beauty, Consort Chu, but I wonder if His Majesty would also like it."

"I think that someone as delicate as Lin Daiyu is more likely to win His Majesty's pity, hehe."

Hearing Consort Chunshu's words, Consort Lin felt uneasy for a moment.

"Your Majesty, I am but a plain and unattractive woman, how can I compare to the beauty and charm of Sister Chu? His Majesty will surely be pleased if he sees Sister Chu."

Chu Meiren's face stiffened slightly; Lin Meiren's comforting words did not make her feel at ease.

Could it be that His Majesty truly prefers a delicate and beautiful woman like Consort Lin, as Consort Chunshu claims?

Consort Chu was secretly proud that there were not many women in the palace with such a beautiful appearance as her, and that she was the best among them.

Does His Majesty not like her appearance?

Seeing that Consort Chu was somewhat stunned, Su Jingyao continued, "Consort Chu, I was just joking. It's just that I've never seen such a beautiful and dazzling woman by His Majesty's side before."

"Perhaps His Majesty has changed his preferences after seeing Consort Chu. Consort Chu, please rest assured."

Upon hearing this, Consort Chu's heart sank even further. She forced a smile and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Then, Su Jingyao glanced at the quiet Ye Meiren.

She was indeed dignified and elegant, but that thick mask of gentleness really resembled her.