Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

"My lord, the Imperial Clothing Bureau has already sent over your clothes. There are three riding outfits and two dresses."

Miaoxia tilted her head slightly, her face beaming with joy, and said with bright eyes.

Then her gaze fell on the two dresses, and she continued with a smile.

"Your Majesty, please wear this blue-green dress today. It's really beautiful. The Imperial Clothing Bureau said that both dresses were specially ordered by His Majesty to be made using Shu brocade that was just presented as tribute from Sichuan this year."

"There are only ten bolts of Shu brocade in the entire palace."

She was always in charge of dressing up her mistress, and she was always overjoyed whenever she saw the exquisite dresses and dazzling jewelry that His Majesty sent to her mistress.

I am happy for my master.

Su Jingyao turned her head to look at the dress, the corners of her mouth slightly turned up, and she nodded gently.

The Imperial Clothing Bureau usually makes long, floor-length dresses for concubines of the rank of Consort and above. Su Jingyao's many dresses are also floor-length, giving her a noble and elegant look.

Since this time the dresses were to be worn outside the palace, they were not made to be floor-length. Although they lacked some of the glamorous charm, they gained a more graceful and flowing beauty.

"Hmm, not bad," Su Jingyao said softly. Jun Zechen did have some good taste.

Then, Su Jingyao moved gracefully and slowly walked to the clothes rack where the dresses were hanging, and slowly circled the rack.

A delicate hand gently caressed the smooth, silky texture of the dress.

This is the unique experience that only power can bring in this world.

Shu brocade was exclusively for the use of the imperial family and its sale to the general public was strictly prohibited.

Each thread on this brocade is of uniform thickness, shimmering with luster, and extremely strong. This brocade perfectly combines durability and beauty.

Su Jingyao walked towards the bedroom, with Miaoxia following behind her, pushing the clothes rack slowly inside.

After entering the bedchamber, Miaoxia helped her mistress change her clothes while softly asking, "Mistress, this Shu brocade is so precious. His Majesty didn't give it to Consort Ling, but Consort Ye received a bolt. It must be because her family has a high social standing and her family has a distinguished military record for generations."

"But Consort Lin received two bolts. Could it be that His Majesty really likes Consort Lin?"

"Miaoxia, don't try to guess what His Majesty is thinking."

Su Jingyao chuckled softly. Jun Zechen's heart wasn't so easy to steal now.

After getting dressed, Su Jingyao stepped out of Zhaochun Palace and headed towards Qianyuan Gate.

The ministers, guards, and some troops participating in the spring hunt will gather here.

Su Jingyao sat steadily on the magnificent phoenix palanquin carried by sixteen people. Along the way, she even encountered several other concubines who were also on their way to the spring hunt.

Apart from Consort Ling and Noble Consort Lin, who were principal consorts and could ride in sedan chairs, everyone else had to walk on foot.

As Consort Ling sat in her sedan chair, she encountered the Imperial Noble Consort sitting in her phoenix palanquin. A surge of bitterness and jealousy welled up within her, which she could not suppress.

The eunuchs carrying the sedan chair slowly lowered it from the palanquin. Consort Ling suppressed her emotions and stepped down from the palanquin.

She walked to the side of the imperial carriage and bowed slightly, saying, "Your humble servant greets Your Highness the Imperial Noble Consort."

A forced smile played on her lips, her downcast eyes filled with resentment, but what could she do?

I can only force myself to accept it.

"Consort Ling, please rise."

Su Jingyao's voice was calm and indifferent, lacking any of the usual warmth.

After all, Ling Fei also bore some responsibility for the death of her "child," and she had clearly stated to Jun Zechen that she "could not forgive" Ling Fei.

At this moment, Su Jingyao sat upright on the phoenix carriage, her gaze not lingering on Consort Ling at all, but fixed on the distance, her expression solemn and dignified, displaying the bearing of an empress.

Consort Ling watched helplessly as the high and mighty Imperial Noble Consort stood before her, her heart filled with repression and helplessness, yet utterly powerless to do anything about it.

He could only grit his teeth, then turned around and sat back in his sedan chair, a hint of desolation and resentment in his eyes.

Afterwards, Su Jingyao encountered several concubines along the palace road. After paying their respects, they all followed the imperial carriage respectfully, not daring to overstep their bounds in the slightest.

Su Jingyao led a group of imperial concubines to Qian Yuan Gate with elegance. Not long after, a slight noise was heard.

Jun Zechen's majestic imperial carriage slowly arrived.

Su Jingyao led the other concubines in a neat bow, saying in unison, "Your Majesty, we pay our respects."

Everyone wore a perfectly measured expression of respect.

Today, Jun Zechen was dressed in a dark black dragon robe, making him appear exceptionally majestic and solemn.

Instead of tying his hair up high as usual, he cleverly tied it into a neat ponytail, paired with an exquisite hair crown.

His appearance exudes both composure and youthful vigor, truly possessing the unique charm of a young general.

Consort Ling's gaze was fixed on His Majesty's attire, and her thoughts were involuntarily drawn back to the past.

Memories flooded back, recalling how His Majesty, back in the borderlands, often dressed like this, his dark hair flowing behind him.

Before she could think any further, Jun Zechen strode forward.

He personally reached out and helped the Imperial Noble Consort up.

Then, Su Jingyao and Jun Zechen walked side by side toward the first carriage.

This carriage was incredibly magnificent, exuding royal prestige in every detail. It was pulled by eight magnificent horses, and its gleaming bridle and exquisite decorations were truly eye-catching.

The two of them walked to the carriage, stepped onto the footrests that had been placed there, and steadily boarded the carriage.

The other concubines also boarded the carriages behind them according to their rank.

This royal spring hunt began at the Qian Yuan Gate of the Imperial Palace, passed through the long palace road, then proceeded to the wide avenue outside the palace, and continued along the central avenue of the capital.

This arrangement was also made so that the people of the kingdom could witness the majesty of the royal family firsthand.

Finally, the carriage will leave the capital and arrive at Chunshou Pass outside the capital.

Outside the imperial carriage stood ten first-class guards of the third rank, their posture upright and imposing.

Following closely behind were fifty second-class guards and one hundred third-class guards, in addition to an army led by the Imperial Guard General who carefully escorted them all the way.

Besides these visible guards and troops, Jun Zechen naturally also had his own secret guards; he would never put himself in danger easily.

Su Jingyao's father did not accompany her on this spring hunt. Since even the emperor, Jun Zechen, went hunting, her father was naturally even busier.

However, her brother followed at the back of the procession, but the imperial concubines were at the very front of the convoy and had no chance to see the court officials.

"I'll wait until we reach Chunshou Pass to find a way to see my brother," Su Jingyao thought, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.