Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Su Jingyao, half-reclining on the chaise longue, leaned her delicate body slightly to one side, presenting a graceful arc.

She held a chess manual in her hands, her beautiful eyes focused intently on the pages, determined to unravel its secrets. She would not let Jun Zechen win so easily.

She was determined to win this game, whether it was the chess game or winning him over.

Jun Zechen was exceptionally intelligent from a young age and was confident that his talent far surpassed that of the other princes.

But he actually lost to her in chess.

A woman cannot be weak all the time; she must make Jun Zechen always harbor a desire to conquer her.

Therefore, it won't be easy for him to win.

Su Jingyao's lips curled up, revealing a sly smile.

Sitting on a low stool, Miaoyun gently and skillfully kneaded Su Jingyao's thighs with just the right amount of pressure.

"Your Highness has been coming to Xiyan Palace every day these past few days, and your relationship with His Highness seems to have become much more harmonious."

Miaoyun's voice was soft, with a hint of curiosity in her tone.

Su Jingyao's smile widened, and she nodded slightly, but a subtle, unspoken meaning flashed in her eyes.

For her, that's far from enough.

Miaoxia, who was standing to the side, leaned forward slightly.

Then she asked, "Your Majesty, yesterday the Empress summoned you to Kunning Palace again and asked you to give the handkerchief with the bloodstain to Aunt Jinhua. It is clear that she does not believe your words in defending the Crown Prince."

Su Jingyao's tone remained calm, as if all of this was within her expectations.

"I have already protected the Crown Prince. As for whether the Empress believes me or not, what does it matter to me?"

After saying that, she lightly brushed her hair aside.

She put on quite a show in front of the Empress yesterday.

She spoke highly of the Crown Prince and Crown Princess, praising how good the Crown Prince was to her, but the Empress naturally didn't believe her.

If the Empress believes it, how will she continue her act?

Jun Zechen's daily visits to Xiyan Palace were merely for show, though Su Jingyao could sometimes sense the fluctuations in his heart.

After all, Jun Zechen's eyes sometimes flashed with a hint of appreciation, and sometimes with a hint of struggle.

Su Jingyao saw everything, but pretended not to know anything.

At this moment, Jun Zechen indeed had his own principles; he had promised not to touch her, and naturally he wouldn't.

We still need a way to back down gracefully.

Sure enough, the Queen has already set up the ladder.

"Was His Highness summoned to Kunning Palace by the Empress today?"

Su Jingyao asked casually.

"After Your Highness finished dealing with state affairs today, the Empress invited Your Highness to Kunning Palace, and you have not yet returned."

A sly glint flashed in Su Jingyao's beautiful eyes.

I'm really looking forward to the Empress giving her a surprise.

-

Night quietly fell, and the cold moon hung high in the sky.

Aunt Jinhua carefully helped the Crown Prince, who was swaying and struggling to stand, to Xiyan Palace.

Su Jingyao had just finished taking a shower.

She was wearing a form-fitting crimson chiffon dress, her beautiful face filled with astonishment.

"Aunt, what's wrong with His Highness?"

Her voice carried a hint of anxiety.

There was a barely perceptible unease in Aunt Jinhua's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Today, Her Majesty the Empress invited His Highness to taste the Prajna wine, a new tribute from a foreign land. His Highness drank a few cups and is probably a little drunk. Please, Consort Su, take good care of him. Thank you for your trouble."

Su Jingyao looked at Jun Zechen with concern and responded humbly.

She quickly stepped forward and took the unsteady Jun Zechen from Aunt Jinhua's hands.

Aunt Jinhua then left satisfied.

Su Jingyao supported him as they walked slowly toward the bedroom.

Enter the sleeping quarters.

Su Jingyao placed Jun Zechen on the bed and noticed that his eyes were closed, which aroused a sense of doubt in her heart.

She leaned closer and sniffed it carefully.

There was absolutely no smell of alcohol on him.

Ah, as expected, how could he possibly be drunk?

It must have been the Empress who used other methods to make Jun Zechen faint.

The Empress's goal was simply to get Jun Zechen to consummate their marriage, so naturally she wouldn't let Jun Zechen get drunk or even pass out.

Su Jingyao thought to herself thoughtfully.

Then, she calmly gave the instructions.

"Miaoyun, Miaoxue, assist His Highness with washing up."

After Miaoyun and Miaoxue finished tidying up Jun Zechen, Su Jingyao slowly got up and moved to the outer hall.

"Miaoyun, when you hear His Highness wake up, go and tell the Crown Princess that His Highness drank with the Empress today and got drunk. Tell her to come and take His Highness to Qiluan Palace in person."

Upon hearing this, Miaoyun looked puzzled.

"Your Majesty, why invite the Crown Princess? Didn't Her Majesty send His Highness to Xiyan Palace precisely to create an opportunity for you?"

Su Jingyao smiled slightly, her smile revealing a hint of intelligence and profound meaning.

She explained softly, "Miaoyun, you have to cast a long line to catch a big fish. Just do as I say."

"Yes, Master," Miaoyun replied respectfully.

Miaoyun knew her mistress must have had her reasons for doing this, so she naturally didn't ask any more questions.

After giving her instructions, Su Jingyao returned to her bedroom.

She sat gracefully on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs, and leaned to the side.

Her delicate body leaned softly against the headboard, her beautiful eyes, like autumn water, shimmering and freely surveying Jun Zechen.

As she expected, it was just as she predicted.

Jun Zechen's face gradually flushed, and his hands began to unconsciously tear at his outer robe.

It seems the medication is taking effect.

As expected of the Empress, a master of palace intrigue, she even managed to obtain such potent aphrodisiacs.

Jun Zechen, whose mind had been foggy, suddenly opened his eyes.

The burning desire within him surged like a raging sea, relentlessly eroding his reason.

I never expected that my mother would scheme against me like this!

Jun Zechen's eyes were as cold as ice, staring intently at Su Jingyao, who was standing close to him, like a hawk.

He even began to suspect that she might be in cahoots with his mother.

"Your Highness, you're awake?"

Su Jingyao was pleasantly surprised to see him wake up.

"How did I end up here?"

Jun Zechen's voice was deep and cold, like the water of a frozen pool.

This contrasts sharply with the heat in the body.

"It was Aunt Jinhua who brought His Highness here."

Looking into his terrifying eyes, Su Jingyao couldn't help but show a hint of panic on her beautiful face.

Jun Zechen frowned, his mind in turmoil, unsure whether he should believe her.

He secretly channeled his inner strength to forcefully suppress the restlessness surging up like a wild horse.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white from the force, and his eyes became increasingly sinister and terrifying.

"Pour me a cup of tea."

Su Jingyao hurriedly got up, her steps a little unsteady, and quickly poured herself a cup of tea.

She carefully held it up and handed it to Jun Zechen.

Jun Zechen leaned against the headboard, took the tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

He closed his eyes tightly, his chest heaving violently, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.

The cold tea was like a drop in the ocean, utterly unable to extinguish the burning heat within him.

He felt as if he were surrounded by an unnamed fire, wanting to vent but having nowhere to release it.

The faint fragrance emanating from Su Jingyao swirled around him like wisps of smoke.

It's subtle yet captivating.

The anger in my heart was like a volcano about to erupt.

Even though he knew that Su Jingyao might not be aware of his mother's actions, his anger surged uncontrollably towards her like a runaway horse.

Jun Zechen suddenly rolled over, pinning Su Jingyao beneath him with his muscular body.

His gloomy eyes were like the sky before a storm, oppressive and terrifying.

The two looked at each other.

He said sternly, "Are you very pleased with yourself? Do you want me to touch you? Did you conspire with the Empress Dowager to drug me?!"

Faced with Jun Zechen's repeated questioning, Su Jingyao's eyes widened, her face filled with astonishment.

Then, her eyes quickly filled with tears, she bit her lower lip tightly with her pearly teeth, and turned her head to one side.

She felt extremely wronged, as if she had never imagined that she was so worthless in his eyes.

"I have never schemed against Your Highness."

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet clearly audible.

Jun Zechen exuded a cold aura and forcefully turned her head back to its normal position with his arm.

His eyes burned with intense desire, locking onto her gaze.

He said coldly, "You're just saying that. Tonight I'll grant your wish and consummate our marriage. How about it?"

There was not a trace of emotion in his voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the woman's delicate lips fiercely.

Caught completely off guard, Su Jingyao was stunned by the sudden attack.

Her beautiful eyes widened, her face filled with astonishment.

But she quickly came to her senses and tried to push away his broad, solid chest with both hands, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

A man's strength is already indestructible, let alone now that he's been drugged.

That uncontrollable rage raged between her lips and teeth, as if it wanted to completely conquer her.

Jun Zechen never expected her lips to be so soft and sweet.

My mind gradually became blurred, my reason was swallowed up, and my eyes became increasingly unfocused, as if they had lost their focus.

At this moment, Su Jingyao's gentle gaze shifted slightly upwards.

Just then, I caught a glimpse of a figure outside the bedroom door.

It's finally here.

Her lips curved slightly upward, as if she had made up her mind.

Immediately afterwards, Su Jingyao struggled even more fiercely, but a barely perceptible glint flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She cried out in a sweet voice, "Your Highness... Your Highness, you are drunk. I am Su Jingyao, not my sister. Please, Your Highness, let me go, please..."

Her voice still carried a hint of sobbing and grievance.

Jun Zechen was now intoxicated by drugs.

He couldn't understand why the woman, who had just submitted, was now resisting even more fiercely.

To stop her from struggling, he forcefully grabbed her struggling hands with one hand, rendering her unable to move.

A deep voice sounded in her ear: "I'm not drunk, I'm perfectly sober. You are Yao Yao, my concubine!"

Su Jingyao raised her eyebrows slightly.

After the man became confused, he actually called her Yao Yao. Did he have designs on her all along?

How funny.

She instantly adopted an innocent and naive expression, her voice soft and gentle.

"No, Your Highness is my sister's husband. Since I entered the Eastern Palace, I have received much care and companionship from my sister. I am extremely grateful to my sister and I would never do anything to hurt her."

"I've already sent someone to fetch my sister. She'll be here soon, Your Highness. Please don't... let me go..."

Su Jingyao uttered words of refusal.

As her delicate body struggled, her fair and tender skin was clearly revealed.

Her panicked and bewildered appearance only makes people want to cherish and love her even more.

Jun Zechen was no longer listening to what the woman was saying.

All he knew was that Su Jingyao was using every trick in the book to reject him, but he couldn't help being attracted to her and wanted to take things further.

"I am the Crown Prince, and you are my woman. What right do you have to refuse me!"

His voice was filled with barely suppressed urgency.

Ling Yue, who was outside the bedchamber, could no longer stay where she was.

Her body trembled slightly, like a flower swaying in the wind, as if she might wither at any moment.

This is what Jun Zechen told her: that coming to Xiyan Palace every day was just for show.

This is the husband who kept saying he loved her and promised to be with her for life.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes filled with despair and pain, and crystal tears slowly slid down her pale cheeks.

Has Aze already fallen for Su Jingyao a long time ago...?

Ling Yue clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, yet she seemed to feel no pain.

Then, she slowly turned around, her steps unsteady, as if she had lost all her strength.

Su Jingyao sensed that the people outside the hall had left, so she simply stopped pretending.

Her body trembled involuntarily under the dog man's kisses.

In modern times, she was used to eating rich and fatty foods, but in this ancient world, she was still a pure and innocent young woman.

Although I have longings for matters between men and women, the timing is not right today.

She had almost forgotten some of the plot details of the book after more than a decade.

I can only vaguely remember the general outline of the story.

The Empress drugged Jun Zechen, and he was sent to Xiyan Palace.

Everything that happened today gradually brought back the long-buried memories in her mind.

In the book, after Jun Zechen drugged the original owner and consummated their marriage, he didn't give the original owner a kind look when he woke up the next day.

They further believed that she was scheming and far from being a kind person.

Although the Empress was the one who started the poisoning, the Crown Prince and the Empress had a deep bond.

He naturally wouldn't blame his mother in the slightest, but the original owner's fate wasn't so fortunate.

Before consummating the marriage, the original owner was able to live quietly in the Eastern Palace.

After their marriage, the Crown Prince's obvious dislike for her quickly spread throughout the palace.

The original owner not only suffered from food shortages, but also had his charcoal for heating in winter cut off, and was even cut off from the Ministry of Rites.

Jun Zechen's personality—wanting someone to live when he loves them and wanting them to die when he hates them—is displayed to the fullest extent.

He would never tolerate being schemed against by the women in his harem.

Just as Su Jingyao's thoughts drifted into the distance, Jun Zechen seemed to keenly sense her unease and, with a hint of punishment, wanted to take things further.

However, because Su Jingyao stopped resisting, Jun Zechen's strength involuntarily loosened a little.

Seizing the opportunity, Su Jingyao nimbly slipped out from under him like a cat, then with a quick flip, she steadily got off the bed.

She casually straightened her disheveled clothes, then softly called for Miaoyun to enter the room.

"My lord, are you really going to use 'Hundred Poisons Clear' on His Highness? This was specially obtained for you by the goddess physician at the cost of a hundred gold pieces."

"This 'Hundred Poisons Cleanser' can neutralize most toxins on the market. Your Highness has only been drugged with an aphrodisiac. Shouldn't Your Majesty take advantage of this opportunity..."

Su Jingyao interrupted Miaoyun.

"Give me the antidote. I know what I'm doing. You can leave now."

Her face remained expressionless, and her tone was calm yet firm.

"Yes, Master."

Miaoyun knew that her mistress had been intelligent since childhood, so she wouldn't try to persuade her mistress too much about what she had decided.

Su Jingyao calmly took the pill out of the medicine bottle, then put it into Jun Zechen's mouth, gently lifted his head, and slowly poured a glass of water into his mouth.

The effects of the pills gradually took hold in Jun Zechen's body, and the intense blush on his face slowly faded.

Before long, Jun Zechen had fallen into a deep sleep.

Su Jingyao's lips involuntarily twitched slightly downwards, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

Hmph, I'll make that despicable man pay her back sooner or later.

Although a hundred taels of gold is not a lot of money for her.

Su Jingyao is not short of money, not only because she is the daughter of a high-ranking official, but also because of her own scheming.

She was an ambitious modern woman who had lived in this ancient world for fifteen years. How could she easily entrust her fate entirely to her family?

Among the aristocratic families in the capital, many knew that the eldest daughter of the Su family was extremely kind-hearted.

Naturally, it's because whenever the kingdom suffers from natural disasters or man-made calamities, Su Jingyao is always the one who quietly donates money.

Not only that, she would also personally select sites and organize manpower to build comfortable houses for the disaster victims.

All of this was done in a very low-key and discreet manner.

She carefully maintained a proper balance.

She managed to avoid appearing too high-profile or ostentatious to high-ranking officials, while ensuring that her good deeds would be known if someone investigated further.

Her image among the prominent families in the capital was naturally that of a gentle and unassuming woman who did not pursue fame or fortune, but only sought the honest and open-minded daughter of the Su family.

But how could Su Jingyao be a kind-hearted person? She only does things for her own benefit.

Her most important goal is to cultivate her own team.

She selected some clever and capable children from among the disaster victims, trained them, and had them serve her.

Her parents were unaware of this matter, but her brother, Su Jingxuan, knew a little about it.

However, it is not clear what businesses Su Jingyao owns; it is only when Su Jingyao is unable to appear in person that Su Jingxuan will handle the affairs on her behalf.

Su Jingyao's most profitable business right now is providing the most luxurious grooming services to young ladies from various aristocratic families.

Women's money is the easiest to earn. As a woman herself, she naturally knows the allure of the bottles and jars on her dressing table to other women.

I pulled myself back to reality.

Su Jingyao's gaze fell on the man lying on the bed.

She bent down slightly and gently removed the man's already disheveled clothes one by one.

After finishing, she calmly took off her dress, leaving only her underwear.

Then she lifted the covers and gently lay down inside.

She gently rested her head against the man's firm chest, like a docile kitten, and quietly closed her eyes to rest.

I really look forward to seeing Jun Zechen's expression when he wakes up tomorrow morning.