Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

At the hour of Xu (7-9 PM), after finishing their meal, the two slowly entered the bedroom.

"Your Highness, it's still early. How about we play a game of chess?"

Su Jingyao smiled slightly and asked softly with a hint of a smile in her eyes.

Jun Zechen nodded slightly.

He rarely plays chess nowadays. Ever since he defeated his father a year ago, he has considered himself to be the only one in the palace who can rival him.

However, it is still early today, so playing chess is a good way to pass the time.

The two of them sat down gently on either side of the soft couch.

Miaoyun carefully brought out her master's beloved Hetian jade Go set and gently placed it on the table in the middle.

Su Jingyao smiled and waved, and Miaoyun and the other palace maids quietly withdrew from the hall.

At this moment, only Su Jingyao and Jun Zechen remained in the bedchamber.

Jun Zechen reached out and gently picked up a black stone, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He was a person obsessed with the way of chess, so he could tell at a glance that the black piece was a top-quality Hetian black jade.

He picked up another white piece, which was indeed a top-quality mutton fat jade.

"Where did you learn Go from?"

Jun Zechen raised his head, looked at Su Jingyao, and asked in confusion.

"My brother knew that I loved Go, so he gave it to me when I turned fifteen and came of age."

"These black stones are 181 pieces of Hetian black jade, and these white stones are 180 pieces of mutton fat white jade. Each one is delicate and smooth to the touch, without any flaws. I have always treasured them."

Su Jingyao smiled slightly, her eyes filled with love for the Go set.

"Your elder brother certainly dotes on you. Jade from Hetian is already scarce in Junguo. To polish such a flawless chess piece, it would probably take a lot of jade from Hetian."

"I also have a set of Hetian jade Go stones in my private treasury, but it is slightly inferior to yours."

As Jun Zechen spoke, he unconsciously stroked the chess piece in his hand.

"If Your Highness likes it, I would like to give this chess set to you," Su Jingyao said generously.

"This is a birthday gift from your brother. How could I possibly take something that belongs to someone else? I was just saying it casually."

"Let's start playing chess."

Su Jingyao nodded slightly.

"I prefer the white pieces; Your Highness, how about you play the black pieces?"

Su Jingyao looked at Jun Zechen with a charming smile, her eyes sparkling.

"it is good."

Jun Zechen smiled and calmly took out a black piece from the chess box.

Both were ready. The black piece landed first, and Su Jingyao's white piece followed immediately.

At first, both players made rather gentle moves, especially Jun Zechen.

After all, his usual playing style leans towards offense.

However, he was concerned that Su Jingyao's chess skills might be mediocre. If the game was hastily ended in a quarter of an hour, how could they properly pass the time?

Therefore, at the beginning of the game, Jun Zechen made his moves casually and gently.

However, as more and more pieces appeared on the chessboard, he became increasingly serious, and his expression grew more and more solemn.

His playing style gradually shifted towards a more aggressive, offensive approach.

Su Jingyao keenly noticed his change, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

Because of playing chess, she relaxed completely, and her voice unconsciously took on a slightly coquettish tone.

"Your Highness's 'Flying Chess' move is truly exquisite; I am almost at my wit's end."

She pouted, a hint of dissatisfaction showing in her beautiful eyes.

In Go, "flying stones" signify an attack, even though just moments ago the game was a clever back-and-forth maneuver.

"I never expected your chess skills to be so superb."

Jun Zechen stared intently at the chessboard. Su Jingyao's white pieces were poised to attack, and if he didn't take the initiative, the white pieces would gradually dismantle every inch of his territory without him even realizing it.

"Then I have no choice but to jump now, hmph."

As Su Jingyao spoke, she skillfully moved the white piece out of the black piece's encirclement, which was essentially "escaping".

Jun Zechen is always a man of few words when playing chess.

Whenever Su Jingyao looked troubled by his advances, she would unconsciously act coquettishly and playfully.

"Your Highness, my Bai Zi is about to lose her home."

Seeing that Hei Zi was about to launch another attack, she couldn't help but try to distract Jun Zechen by acting cute again.

Hearing her coquettish complaints, Jun Zechen felt a tingling sensation in his heart, and his offensive intensity unconsciously weakened.

The two continued their back-and-forth banter.

Although Su Jingyao appeared coquettish and angry on the surface, she kept her eyes fixed on the chessboard, her thoughts clear, and her moves decisive.

Gradually, the smile on his lips deepened as he looked at his layout with satisfaction.

She's going to win.

His eyes were full of the cunning and smugness of a little fox.

Jun Zechen frowned slightly, lowered his head to examine the black pieces on the chessboard, and then looked up at the smiling woman.

The woman playfully tilted her head and smiled at him with even more charm.

Jun Zechen sighed softly, "She is indeed a clever woman."

He never expected that he would lose.

Jun Zechen examined the chessboard again, and his admiration for the young woman's chess skills grew even stronger.

Every move she made was fluid and graceful.

His playing style is elegant and agile, his understanding of the game is profound and exquisite, his strategies are intricate and complex, and his skill is unparalleled.

Jun Zechen couldn't help but show a hint of astonishment in his eyes when he looked at her.

Su Jingyao then became humble.

"I am not a conventional chess player. If I hadn't kept interfering with Your Highness, I would not have been able to win this game. I admit that I am inferior to Your Highness in chess skills."

"Aside from losing to my father in a game of chess, I have never been defeated by anyone else. Today I underestimated my opponent, and I will definitely win next time."

Jun Zechen's competitive spirit was stirred by this young woman.

"Yes, Your Highness, I hope you don't mind my talkativeness when we play chess."

Jun Zechen indeed dislikes noisy conversations during chess games.

But today, the young woman's words were witty and her voice was melodious and pleasant. He didn't find it disgusting at all, and even felt quite comfortable during the game.

"It's alright, this is fine."

Before they knew it, the two had been playing chess for an hour.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, it's time to retire for the night."

Jun Zechen nodded slightly.

A slight blush rose on Su Jingyao's delicate face, like a tender pink peach, sweet and alluring.

Jun Zechen didn't know why she suddenly blushed, so he could only wait for her to speak.

However, Su Jingyao was conflicted and struggled for a while before finally mustering up her courage.

"Your Highness, let me help you undress."

Upon hearing this, Jun Zechen frowned slightly and almost instinctively refused.

"I'll do it myself."

Su Jingyao's face instantly showed deep disappointment, and her beautiful eyes flickered with a faint hint of hurt.

She murmured softly, "It was I who overstepped my bounds. I know Your Highness dislikes me. After asking today, I will not ask again. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

Seeing her pitiful and injured appearance, Jun Zechen couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

His lips parted slightly: "That's not what I meant."

He himself couldn't explain why he was like this. Perhaps he had become so used to having Ling Yue by his side that he would subconsciously reject other women.

However, looking at the woman's lowered head, he felt a pang of heartache.

It seems like he's been rejecting her the whole time. Isn't that too cruel to her?

"Your Highness need not comfort me. I understand. If Your Highness does not need my service, then I will..."

"Did I say I didn't need your service? How dare you, concubine, be so unruly? As a concubine, you should do exactly what your nanny taught you."

Jun Zechen's gaze fell on the woman with her head down, his eyes filled with an indescribable emotion.

Su Jingyao looked up in astonishment, her big, bright eyes blinking in confusion.

They clearly did not understand his intentions.

Isn't it contradictory for him to say this himself?

Jun Zechen could read her confusion in her big eyes, and he felt a little embarrassed.

He randomly closed his eyes and slowly opened his arms.

Seeing this, Su Jingyao knew that the man had accepted her approach, and a smug smile appeared on her face.

She stepped forward, almost leaning into Jun Zechen's arms, her small hand gently resting on his waist as she began to undo his belt, then hung it on the exquisite yellow chrysanthemum and dragon-patterned clothes rack beside the bed.

After completing all this, she returned to Jun Zechen's side. Her small hands, as light as feathers, gently landed on Jun Zechen's chest, then slowly slid down his chest to his shoulders, gently removing his outer robe.

When Jun Zechen felt the woman's touch through his undergarments, his body involuntarily stiffened.

He kept his eyes tightly closed, as if trying to restrain something, and never opened them.

Until the woman removed all his clothes, leaving him only in his undergarments.

After hanging up her clothes neatly, Su Jingyao stood gracefully in front of the man.

Jun Zechen was tall and imposing. At this moment, the woman had already gently removed the thin veil covering her body.

Although the strapless inner dress was a simple style, perhaps it was the woman's graceful curves that made Jun Zechen gaze at her from head to toe, a subtle fluctuation in his eyes.

I felt deeply attracted, yet also somewhat uneasy.

His gaze flickered slightly, sometimes wandering, sometimes fixed.

Su Jingyao tilted her head back, her slender, jade-like fingers gently hooking one of the man's fingers.

Jun Zechen's body trembled instinctively, as if trying to shake him off.

However, the woman's heartbreaking dejection and hurt expression flashed through his mind in an instant.

He forcefully suppressed this impulse.

She was a pampered young lady from a wealthy family who had never suffered any hardship. Now that he had rejected her again and again, would she secretly shed tears when no one was around?

Seeing that he did not refuse, Su Jingyao's face flashed with joy, and her eyes sparkled with a faint shyness.

She took his hand and led him to her dressing table.

"Your Highness, please sit for a while and wait for me, okay?" Her voice was soft and melodious, like a nightingale singing in a valley.

Jun Zechen looked at her with a hint of doubt, not understanding what tricks she was up to, so he had no choice but to obediently sit down in front of her dressing table.

He glanced casually at his reflection in the mirror, then looked away, his gaze settling on her exquisite dressing table.

This dressing table is carved from a single piece of fine pear wood, and its surface is covered with a dazzling array of small jars, emitting a faint fragrance.

Su Jingyao walked lightly into the room again, while Miaoyun and Miaoxue each carefully carried a basin of water.

Miaoxue gently placed the basin of water at the prince's feet, and then carefully removed his shoes.

Jun Zechen naturally put his feet into the basin of water, enjoying the perfect comfort.

Then, Miaoxue carefully placed another basin on the cabinet next to the dressing table and silently withdrew.

"What are you trying to tell me?"

Jun Zechen was somewhat curious, as if his heart had been piqued.

He couldn't understand her.

"When I was playing chess with Your Highness just now, I was standing a little close to you and I noticed that Your Highness had some dark circles under your eyes. I suppose it must be because Your Highness has been busy with state affairs lately and hasn't had enough rest."

"I have some excellent beauty cream here. May I apply some for you?"

Su Jingyao spoke gently, her eyes filled with concern.

Jun Zechen was slightly taken aback, revealing a hint of surprise.

She seems to care about him a lot.

He then nodded in agreement.

Su Jingyao took a purple jar from the dressing table and used the back of her slender, scallion-like fingernails to apply a suitable amount of ointment.

Then, she bent down slightly and gently applied the ointment under his eyes.

Her movements were gentle and delicate, like a breeze.

The two were so close that Jun Zechen could even clearly hear her soft breathing, as if a warm spring breeze was blowing past his ear.

He could still clearly see the fine white down on her face, shimmering faintly in the candlelight.

And her curled eyelashes, illuminated by the candlelight, trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

His heart seemed to tremble along with it.

Su Jingyao's expression was focused and serious as she applied the ointment, and her movements were light and gentle.

Jun Zechen felt a cool sensation on the skin below his eyes, which felt incredibly comfortable.

His gaze was involuntarily drawn to her exquisite and beautiful face, as if attracted by an invisible force, unable to look away.

After Su Jingyao finished applying the shavings, she said softly, "Your Highness needs to attend court early tomorrow morning. I noticed that Your Highness's beard seems a bit long today, so I'll shave it for you as well."

As Jun Zechen soaked his feet, he was immersed in the comfortable feeling thanks to her gentle actions earlier.

He nodded slightly, a hint of laziness and satisfaction on his face.

She gently closed her eyes, seemingly trusting Su Jingyao completely.

Su Jingyao applied the softening ointment to his lips little by little.

This is the first time a woman has shaved Jun Zechen's beard; in the past, An Shun had always taken care of his beard.

Ling Yue, with his unrestrained and unconventional nature, never cared about such details, and he had long been accustomed to An Shun's service.

Su Jingyao's hands were as soft as tender shoots, smooth as silk.

As he applied the smears to his face, Jun Zechen felt an extraordinary sense of pleasure.

He was enjoying himself immensely, his eyes tightly closed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

Seeing this, Su Jingyao couldn't help but complain inwardly.

This dog of a man is probably the first person she's ever served like this. I really don't believe any man could resist this gentle embrace.

Su Jingyao skillfully picked up a copper razor, polished to the thinness of a cicada's wing, and began shaving Jun Zechen's beard.

After shaving, she personally picked up a face towel, put it in the basin of water on the cabinet, wrung it out gently, and then gently washed his face.

After everything was finished, the two slowly walked to the bedside.

This time, Jun Zechen still chose to sleep on the outer side.

Su Jingyao was sleeping peacefully on the inside.

The two of them covered themselves with thin silk quilts and quietly drifted off to sleep.

The candles were half-burned, and it was the season of transition from spring to summer, when rain was common.

The sound of rain starting to patter outside.

suddenly.

With a deafening roar, a thunderclap ripped through the air, instantly waking Su Jingyao.

She frantically covered most of her face with the blanket.

Her small hands gripped the thin blanket tightly, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

Jun Zechen was also awakened by the thunder. Just as he was about to fall back asleep, the trembling of the woman beside him made it impossible for him to fall back asleep.

He is a light sleeper.

Jun Zechen frowned slightly and asked softly, "Are you scared?"

Hearing his slightly concerned words, Su Jingyao was surprised and delighted that he would take the initiative to speak.

She then replied, "Your Highness, I wish to go to the side hall."

Why?

Jun Zechen looked puzzled.

"I have been terrified of thunder since I was a child. I will go to the side hall and have Granny Li keep me company while I sleep."

Su Jingyao's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, as if she were somewhat embarrassed, afraid that the man would think she was being too pretentious.

"If you leave now, what will the people in the palace say tomorrow? If the Empress Dowager finds out, won't she reprimand me because of you?"

Jun Zechen spoke in a flat tone.

"But...I'm afraid."

Su Jingyao turned around timidly, her eyes filled with fear and grievance, looking particularly pitiful in the dim candlelight.

"come over."

Su Jingyao hesitated for a moment, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

Is that what she meant?

She then cautiously moved her body closer.

She clung tightly to the man's strong arm, as if it were her only support amidst the raging storm.

Seeing that he did not refuse, Su Jingyao felt a little relieved.

She quietly slipped into his blankets, pressed her body against his arm, and gently rested her head on his shoulder.

She parted her lips slightly, and a delicate fragrance wafted out: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Jun Zechen had no idea why he was being so gentle with her.

Perhaps it was her pure and kind nature, or perhaps it was her innocent and guileless nature.

He always felt pity for her, and even a little heartache for her.

Feeling the warmth of the man beside her, Su Jingyao's fear gradually dissipated, and she fell into a deep sleep again.

However, Jun Zechen still couldn't fall asleep.

The woman's delicate body was like a sweet torture, making his body even hotter.

Her body even exuded a faint fragrance, tinged with a sweetness, as if it were an invisible allure.

It tempted him to want to hold her tightly as he fell asleep.

The more Jun Zechen tried to endure it, the harder it was for him to fall asleep.

He gritted his teeth, pulled his hand out of the woman's arms, then wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her into his embrace.

He was just holding her and sleeping with her; he wasn't some saint.

With a warm and soft body in his arms, surrounded by a delicate fragrance, Jun Zechen finally drifted off to sleep.

Su Jingyao, nestled in her arms, smiled even more smugly.

Don't you dislike those delicate, pretentious, and affected young ladies from wealthy families?

Oh.