Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Day two.

Early in the morning, Jun Zechen solemnly led Su Jingyao to the place of worship.

Su Jingyao followed Jun Zechen gracefully, and under the watchful eyes of many court officials and concubines, she and Jun Zechen steadily ascended the high altar step by step.

The ritual was lengthy and complicated, lasting almost an hour before it finally came to an end.

After the sacrificial ceremony, Jun Zechen did not linger and led his elite troops directly to the hunting grounds.

Su Jingyao was exhausted by this time, and since she wasn't very good at riding horses, she lay down after returning to her tent.

She's going to get a good rest today. She's quite looking forward to Consort Lin's performance, but she's not going to join in the fun.

Meanwhile, Su Jingyao was enjoying a peaceful and serene time.

After the sacrificial ceremony, Consort Ling was the first to rush over.

With a look of anticipation on her face, she said, "Your Majesty, I wish to ride the black steed."

Wuzhui was a black steed that His Majesty, when he was still the Crown Prince, gave to Consort Su after he married her, fearing that she would be unhappy.

When Jun Zechen heard her mention Wuzhui, there was no obvious emotional fluctuation on his face.

He simply said, "Yes, Fuquan will always be in the camp. If you need anything, ask him."

After saying that, Jun Zechen nimbly flipped himself onto a beautiful and tall horse, then spurred it on, and the horse galloped away like an arrow.

His long, ink-black hair fluttered wildly in the wind, and behind him followed a hundred elite soldiers. In an instant, the sound of hooves rang out, and dust filled the air.

Consort Ling, along with Consort Lin (Lin Miaoyin), Consort Ye (Ye Yaqin), and other concubines behind her, gazed at His Majesty with longing and admiration in their eyes.

If one could win the favor of such a man, then one's life would truly be worthwhile.

Soon, His Majesty's figure, riding away on his steed, completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

Consort Lin frowned slightly, looking at Consort Ling with a complicated expression.

Could it be that the black horse was once given to Consort Ling by His Majesty?

If that's the case, then His Majesty's treatment of Consort Ling is indeed different from others.

"Your Highness, I would also like to go horseback riding, but I am not as skilled as you, sister. May I join you?"

Consort Lin spoke softly, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Upon hearing this, Consort Ling turned to look at Consort Lin.

This Consort Lin reminded Consort Ling of the Imperial Noble Consort when she first entered the Eastern Palace; she was just as gentle and weak, and spoke in such a soft voice.

No wonder she was His Majesty's favorite among all these newcomers.

"Consort Lin may go if she wishes; she does not need my permission," Consort Ling said calmly.

Afterwards, Fuquan took all the concubines who wanted to ride horses to the East Horse Ranch.

At first, several concubines gathered at the East Horse Ranch, but after an hour, they all left the ranch one after another.

Consort Ling had finally managed to leave the palace, and once she was on horseback, she had no intention of getting off.

Consort Lin continued to ride her horse leisurely around the East Horse Ranch.

She looked up at the sky and remembered that her uncle had told her that His Majesty would come to the East Horse Ranch to choose the horses to ride for the hunt the next day after he led his elite troops on a hunt.

That's why she's been patiently waiting here.

Consort Ling had already run many laps around the horse farm, and now she was leisurely riding her horse, swaying back and forth slowly.

Consort Lin rode her horse at a leisurely pace to Consort Ling's side.

"Your Majesty's horse riding skills are truly excellent; I can only ride a horse slowly."

Upon hearing this, Consort Ling glanced at her indifferently, her tone carrying a hint of coldness.

"Since your horsemanship is poor, why has Consort Lin stayed at the riding field for so long? I see that the other concubines have all gone back."

"I'm so bored back in my tent. I actually quite enjoy riding horses, but Your Majesty's horse is so majestic and imposing. My horse is really too ordinary," Consort Lin said with a smile.

Consort Ling couldn't help but feel a sense of disdain. How could their horses compare to Wuzhui?

"This horse of mine was personally gifted by His Majesty. Not only is it of an extremely rare breed, but it is also a fine steed capable of traveling a thousand miles a day. Naturally, it is quite different from the ordinary horses in the horse farm."

Consort Ling raised her head slightly, her expression carrying a hint of arrogance.

Consort Lin forced a smile. "Yes, His Majesty truly dotes on Your Highness."

She then added, "In the past two months, His Majesty has summoned me many times and given me many fine things. The riding outfit I am wearing today, made of Shu brocade, was just bestowed upon me by His Majesty."

"Your Majesty, as a concubine, you can't always think about riding horses and shooting arrows. His Majesty still prefers delicate women."

When Consort Lin spoke, she had a shy expression on her face, but her words were clearly sarcastic.

Consort Ling snorted coldly.

"Then let me tell you, His Majesty detests women who are scheming and manipulative."

Consort Lin, still on her horse, moved it even closer to Consort Ling, a sly glint in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, I will show you how His Majesty cherishes a woman with a deep and cunning mind."

Consort Ling frowned slightly, her eyes filled with confusion, seemingly completely failing to grasp the deeper meaning behind Consort Lin's words.

"Your Majesty, your precious horse seems a little off."

Consort Lin looked at Consort Ling with a meaningful gaze, then lowered her voice and continued to speak softly.

"My lady, I've put some drug in your horse. It'll go berserk in a bit."

"I will summon the guards to rescue you then, but I wonder if any concubine who has been touched by the guards will still be able to win His Majesty's favor as before?"

Upon hearing this, Consort Ling's heart sank instantly. She hurriedly tried to dismount, but the horse was completely out of her control and began to run wildly.

She absolutely could not allow Consort Lin to summon the guards; who knew what those guards might do to her!

At this critical moment, Consort Ling gritted her teeth, gripped the whip tightly, and lashed it fiercely at Consort Lin's horse's rump.

Consort Lin's smile grew even more smug as she glanced out of the corner of her eye at the imposing man at the entrance to the horse farm.

Consort Lin's horse also began to gallop because of the sudden whipping.

At the same time, she cried out in terror, "Help! Your Majesty, why are you harming me? I can't ride a horse! Help!"

As soon as Jun Zechen stepped into the East Horse Ranch, he witnessed Consort Ling wielding a whip and fiercely lashing out at Consort Lin's horse.

His mind instantly recalled how she had once swung her horse at Yao Yao in the same way.

How long will Ling Yue's jealousy last?!

Is it simply because he favored Consort Lin that Consort Ling transferred her jealousy and resentment onto Consort Lin?

What, does Consort Ling want to see who he'll save?

Consort Lin is his "favored concubine". If he goes to save Consort Ling, what is the point of her existence?

Consort Lin was already a target set up for Yao Yao, so how could another one be set up in such a short time?

Consort Ling is really going too far these days. Is she trying to make herself the target?

Jun Zechen suppressed his anger, lashed his horse's rump with a whip, and galloped toward Consort Lin.

As soon as Consort Lin saw him appear, her eyes instantly welled up with tears, which flowed down like a flood.

"Your Majesty, this horse is running too fast, I'm really scared."

Consort Lin's voice trembled, filled with endless fear and helplessness.

She gripped the reins tightly, while Jun Zechen swiftly pulled her from the galloping horse and lifted her to his side. Consort Lin also took the opportunity to hug His Majesty's waist tightly.

She trembled slightly in his arms, sobbing softly.

"Your Majesty, I am so scared."

Jun Zechen's body was tense, his brows were furrowed, and a hint of disdain was visible in his eyes.

A strong urge to throw the person off surged within him, but he forcefully suppressed it.

At the same time, the head guard beside Jun Zechen swiftly intervened and stopped the crazed Wuzhui.

The people at the horse farm also quickly fed Wuzhui an extremely strong dose of sleeping potion.

After dismounting with a lingering fear, Consort Ling watched in disbelief as His Majesty rode a horse, with Consort Lin sitting in front of him.

The two men slowly approached her.

Jun Zechen glanced at Consort Ling with an icy expression.

"Consort Lin was frightened, so I escorted her back to her quarters."

Ling Fei stood there, stunned, her heart filled with confusion and grievance; she was the real victim.

Why is His Majesty so indifferent to her?

She stared blankly at their departing figures.