Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Red ribbons fluttered in the breeze, and drums resounded; today was Su Jingyao's wedding day.

From a distance, the winding procession looked like a long red dragon, stretching majestically into the distance.

Leading the procession was a group of elaborately dressed attendants, carrying various banners embroidered with exquisite patterns, which fluttered in the wind.

Next came a line of ornately decorated carriages, each filled with a dazzling array of dowry items, with chests and boxes piled high, some even inlaid with gold and silver.

The dowry in the chests contained exquisite silk brocades and countless gold and silver jewelry pieces, each one crafted with superb skill.

The jewelry and jade artifacts are countless, with round pearls, dazzling gemstones, and warm jadeite complementing each other, creating a dazzling spectacle.

Besides these, there are also various antiques, calligraphy and paintings, books and classics, all of which demonstrate the elegance and cultural heritage of the Su family, the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat.

The procession moved forward slowly and orderly, and the people were all amazed by the magnificent sight of the ten-mile-long red procession.

Su Jingyao sat gracefully inside the bridal sedan chair. In the Jun Kingdom, there was no custom for women to wear red veils when they got married; usually, they would simply hold a round fan to cover their faces.

Moreover, as a concubine, she was not required to perform ceremonies such as bowing to the Crown Prince as husband and wife.

The Crown Prince only needs to come to fetch the bride; once they arrive at the Eastern Palace, Su Jingyao will be carried into her bedchamber.

Meanwhile, the Crown Prince greeted the guests in the main hall of the Eastern Palace.

The journey was long, and Su Jingyao had so many ornaments on her head that it was really uncomfortable, but she could only endure it.

She sat inside the sedan chair, only able to determine her location by the sounds from the outside world.

As the sound of gongs and drums gradually faded, the servants carrying the sedan chair made their way through many twists and turns before finally arriving at the Xiyan Palace.

With Miao Yun's help, Su Jingyao entered the palace and sat on the wedding bed, her hand still holding a round fan.

This time, Su Jingyao brought her four maids, Miaoyun, Miaoxia, Miaoyue, and Miaoxue, along with Granny Li, to the East Palace. This is one of the benefits of the Emperor's bestowal of a marriage: there are no restrictions on the woman's dowry or the number of maids she brings.

After everyone had left, she gently put down her fan, her beautiful eyes darting around as she carefully examined the furnishings of the bedchamber.

The floor was covered with a beautiful and soft carpet, and the walls were adorned with exquisite paintings, the brushstrokes delicate and lifelike.

The headboard of this wedding bed is also exquisitely carved and even inlaid with the finest pearls and gemstones.

The soft silk bedding is embroidered with exquisite patterns and has a delicate and smooth feel.

A set of exquisite table and chairs was placed by the window, with a vase on the table filled with fresh flowers, emitting a faint fragrance.

The entire bedroom was decorated in a festive yet elegant, luxurious yet warm style.

It seems the Crown Prince has done a good job of maintaining appearances.

It's just that the name of this palace isn't very nice, Yugao?

The fact that her palace, belonging to such a young woman, was named "Evening Glory" suggests that the Crown Prince dislikes her greatly.

Su Jingyao sat upright for an unknown amount of time before finally hearing a sound from outside the door. She quickly picked up a round fan and covered her face.

The main character for tonight has finally entered.

Jun Zechen stepped into the bedchamber, his handsome face devoid of any smile.

Today's wedding banquet is a marriage bestowed by the Emperor. Su Jingyao is the legitimate daughter of a high-ranking official and a noble lady from a prestigious family. As far as the Crown Prince is concerned, even if he is unwilling, he has no choice but to accept it.

As the crown prince, he wields great power, but his responsibilities are even heavier.

After Jun Zechen entered, he stood at a distance, looking at Su Jingyao, who was sitting quietly on the bed, with a complicated expression.

The round fan obscured her face, making it difficult for anyone to see her true appearance.

All that could be seen was the woman's head full of dazzling pearl hairpins, making her look exceptionally luxurious.

Her crimson wedding dress perfectly accentuated her slender waist, revealing her beautiful figure.

The woman's small hands holding the round fan were slender, long, and fair, with a faint pink tinge at the fingertips, making her both pitiful and adorable.

She sat gracefully, with impeccable poise.

Jun Zechen walked casually to Su Jingyao, his eyes calm and unwavering, and nonchalantly took the fan from her hand and tossed it aside.

This sudden and disrespectful act startled Su Jingyao, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, filled with fear and shock.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, like petals trembling in the wind, and the way she gently bit her lower lip revealed her inner tension.

"This concubine greets Your Highness the Crown Prince." Her voice was soft, trembling slightly.

Jun Zechen had heard that the eldest daughter of the Su family was extremely beautiful, but having been used to seeing beautiful women since childhood, he believed that a woman's character was more important than her appearance.

After removing the fan, he was surprised to find such an exquisitely beautiful face beneath it.

Her makeup was exquisite, her face was as pink as cherry blossoms, her lips were as red as apricots, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white, and she was radiant and charming.

Jun Zechen's heart trembled slightly.

Although he was momentarily distracted, he maintained his cool and stern expression.

Beautiful faces are but fleeting dreams, destined to fade with the passage of time. Even if their beauty is mesmerizing at this moment, it cannot shake his heart.

Jun Zechen came here today simply to explain things to her.

"Get up." His voice was calm and deep.

Su Jingyao stood up, but her eyes remained fixed on the Crown Prince's actions. Seeing that the Crown Prince was still standing, she felt uneasy and dared not sit down rashly.

After hesitating for a moment, she timidly asked, "Your Highness, would you like to sit?" Her voice was so soft that it seemed only she could hear it.

Jun Zechen stared at her intently for a moment, his eyes filled with scrutiny.

His cold, expressionless face made it impossible to fathom his thoughts.

Jun Zechen's first impression of the eldest daughter of the Su family was that she was delicate and fragile, and spoke softly, the type that many men liked.

Unfortunately, this is the kind of woman Jun Zechen dislikes the most.

A hint of darkness flickered in Jun Zechen's eyes.

Isn't Consort Shu in the Empress's palace just like that?

However, Consort Shu was completely different in front of her father and mother.

Jun Zechen's sharp gaze quickly swept over the seemingly delicate young lady, and then he sat down on the edge of the bed with a blank expression.

"Please sit down too."

Upon hearing this, Su Jingyao sat down.

There was a slight distance between them; she sat sideways, her gaze occasionally drifting towards Jun Zechen.

Jun Zechen truly lives up to his role as the male lead; his high, straight nose is exquisitely sculpted, and his thin lips are slightly pursed, exuding a cold arrogance.

His sword-like eyebrows were as black as ink, exuding a commanding presence, while a few strands of black hair that flew diagonally into his temples added a touch of unruliness and elegance.

His profile is handsome, and his facial features are so perfect that they seem to be a masterpiece sculpted by God.

Su Jingyao was satisfied with this face; she could stomach it. She was somewhat obsessed with looks and had high standards for herself and men.

In modern times, since starting university, Su Jingyao has never had a period of being single, and her boyfriends have come and gone one after another.

For her, men are all stepping stones to her advancement, and the driving force behind her exploration of the stars and the sea.

Jun Zechen keenly sensed the woman's occasional glances, and his lips tightened even more.

He had already made a promise to Ling Yue to be together for life, and Ling Yue had given up her freedom in the borderlands to return to the capital for him.

He will certainly keep his promise and will never have anything to do with the woman in front of him.

"I have come here today only to explain some things to you."

"I have already pledged my love to the Crown Princess, and our feelings are deep. Moreover, the Crown Princess is the only one in my heart, so I will not touch you."

His voice was as cold as a frozen spring, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

After speaking, he slowly turned his head, his sharp, hawk-like gaze meeting Su Jingyao's calm gaze.

Her face was calm, like a still lake, as if she already knew that he would not favor her.

Su Jingyao's lips curled up slightly, forming a faint smile.

Her eyes shone with a gentle and pure light, soft and warm, inspiring tenderness in those who felt for her.

"Your Highness, I had heard of your beautiful relationship with the Crown Princess before our marriage. The two of you are a perfect match, and I should not have intruded into your happiness. However, I cannot disobey Your Majesty's decree..."

Su Jingyao's voice was soft and gentle, filled with helplessness, as light as a feather falling.

She slowly revealed the truth.

This marriage was not only out of the Crown Prince's helplessness, but also because she had no choice in the matter.

After letting out a soft sigh, Su Jingyao continued, "Please rest assured, Your Highness, I can accept that Your Highness does not like me, or even... even if you don't touch me."

After saying that, Su Jingyao frowned slightly, bit her delicate red lips, and a blush of embarrassment rose on her face.

It was truly embarrassing for a woman to say such a thing.

"only……"

Su Jingyao hesitated, unsure how to begin.

Seeing this, Jun Zechen asked, "Just what?" His gaze was fixed on her.

Su Jingyao lowered her head, her eyes slightly narrowed, as if a thousand words were churning in her heart, yet she didn't know where to begin.

After a brief silence, she took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and looked up again, her eyes filled with sincerity, as if candlelight were flickering in them.

"My father is the Minister of State Affairs, a virtuous minister of the country. I do not want him to be criticized because of me."

"Therefore, I humbly request Your Highness to grant me some dignity, as well as my father's dignity, and allow me to stay overnight at Xiyan Palace."

"I will not ask Your Highness to do anything. When I pay my respects to my elder sister, the Crown Princess, tomorrow morning, I will explain the reason. I will never ruin the relationship between Your Highness and my sister."

Jun Zechen listened to the woman's words and fell into deep thought, as profound as a still pool.

He originally planned to have a good talk with Su Jingyao tonight, and then go to his study to sleep.

However, what she said also made sense.

Su Jingyao's marriage was arranged by the Emperor, and her father held the second-rank position of Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, the head of the civil officials.

If she is neglected like this on their wedding night, it will certainly not sound good if word gets out.

He didn't want to stay overnight at Xiyan Palace because he didn't want Ling Yue to be unhappy.

However, this woman seems to be well-educated and reasonable. I will explain it to Ling Yue in detail tomorrow. Ling Yue is kind-hearted and will surely understand.

Jun Zechen's gaze, like a calm lake, quietly fell upon the woman beside him.

She lowered her head slightly, her curled eyelashes like fluttering butterflies, casting playful shadows in the flickering candlelight.

Her beautiful face was flushed with a faint pink hue, whether from her makeup or from her inner shyness.

She was truly beautiful, arguably the most outstanding woman Jun Zechen had ever seen.

This is his heartfelt assessment.

He never expected that the daughter of the Minister of Personnel would be so kind and innocent.

He originally thought that after he said these words today, the woman would surely burst into tears, cry and make a scene, or even use all her charms to seduce him.

He would leave without any remorse.

Yet she remained so calm and composed, simply bravely expressing her reasonable demands.

His clear eyes, sincere and firm, were irresistible.

But every woman has many faces, and he wouldn't completely believe her just because of what she said today.

Jun Zechen pondered for a long time before finally giving a faint "hmm," which was considered an agreement to stay overnight at Xiyan Palace.

Su Jingyao felt a great weight lifted from her shoulders when she heard the man agree to stay.

A pure and relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Your Highness, thank you."

She then asked, somewhat awkwardly, "Would Your Highness like me to help you change your clothes?"

There was a hint of tension in his voice.

"unnecessary."

Jun Zechen refused without hesitation, cold and ruthless.

"Very well, then I will go wash up by myself."

Su Jingyao did not react otherwise, but moved to the dressing table and sat down gracefully.

She gently removed her extra-bright makeup, which she wore for her wedding, and then took off the hairpins from her head.

Her jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, shimmering with a smooth sheen.

Then she got up, stepped towards the screen, and behind the screen untied the belt of her wedding dress and changed into a thin gauze skirt.

Jun Zechen's expression remained serious, his gaze following the woman's every move.

She showed no signs of nervousness at her new arrival, as if he didn't exist at all.

Jun Zechen, who was already suspicious, became even more doubtful.

Isn't she being too composed?

Does she really not care at all that her husband not only loves someone else, but also doesn't want to touch her?

Although Jun Zechen had questions, he didn't think about them too much.

I only hope that this concubine can truly keep her promise today and not ruin the relationship between him and Ling Yue.

Ling Yue grew up in the border region and was simple-minded. She was no match for these women from noble families and was easily sown apart.

When Su Jingyao finished tidying up and moved to the bedside, Jun Zechen was already dressed in his undergarments, sitting quietly by the bed.

He looked up and stared at her. After removing her makeup, the woman in front of him lost some of her beauty, but gained a touch of innocence and purity.

Her eyebrows and eyes resembled crescent moons, her skin was as smooth and lustrous as cream, and her long, flowing hair, illuminated by the candlelight, truly made her appear like a fairy untouched by worldly concerns.

Jun Zechen's gaze involuntarily drifted downwards.

Although the woman's thin dress covered her completely, he could still clearly feel her exceptionally prominent and graceful curves.

A surge of heat spread through his body like a flame.

Jun Zechen quickly turned his head, trying his best to calm the agitation in his heart.

He said in a cold tone, "Go to bed."

"Would Your Highness prefer to sleep on the outer or inner side?"

Su Jingyao's voice has been sweet and charming like honey since childhood, and her face is full of innocence.

These words sounded particularly harsh and grating to Jun Zechen's ears.

Jun Zechen's gaze unconsciously fell on her attire, and as he listened to her charming and sweet voice, the conflict in his heart intensified.

The woman in front of him seemed to be teasing him intentionally or unintentionally, but when his eyes met hers, her eyes were full of innocence, as clear as a bottomless lake.

It was as if he were the one with a filthy heart.

Jun Zechen pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "I'll sleep on the outer side."

Su Jingyao had no way of knowing the complex emotions swirling in the man's mind.

She nodded slightly and took off her shoes.

Her fair and delicate feet, bare, gently stepped onto the footrest beside the bed, and then she got into bed from Jun Zechen's side.

Jun Zechen's gaze was involuntarily drawn to her exposed, fair and delicate feet.

At the same time, a faint fragrance emanated from her.

His heart skipped a beat.

Jun Zechen clenched his fists at his sides, trying his best to control his uncontrollable body.

She was just a beautiful woman; how could a prince like him be seduced by beauty?

After lying down on the inside, Su Jingyao completely tucked herself into the blanket, revealing only her exquisite and beautiful face, like a sleeping water lily, serene and captivating.

She saw that Jun Zecheng still did not make any move, and his body was even slightly stiff.

Jun Zechen didn't seem to have any intention of lying down to rest.

Su Jingyao couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt.

"Your Highness, won't you lie down? I'm very tired today and want to rest."

As Jun Zechen listened to the pleasant voice, the conflict in his heart surged like a tidal wave.

He wasn't a saint; with such a beautiful woman so close, his body inevitably reacted instinctively.

However, he could never break his promise to Ling Yue.

Jun Zechen took a deep breath to calm his restless body, then silently lay down with his back to Su Jingyao.

There was a considerable distance between the two.

Su Jingyao turned to the side, only able to see Jun Zechen's back. A faint sneer appeared on her lips.

He says one thing but does another, haha.

Then she turned around, closed her eyes, and soon drifted off to sleep.

Jun Zechen has practiced martial arts diligently since childhood and is exceptionally sensitive to the breathing of others.

He listened quietly and could clearly sense that the woman beside him had quietly fallen asleep.

Jun Zechen grew up in the palace from a young age and already knew how intricate and complex the power struggles and schemes of the women in the harem were.

His mother was either scheming against others or guarding against others' schemes.

For this reason, he silently made a vow in his heart: if he ever met a woman he loved, he would protect her for life and never let her suffer the intrigues and treachery of the harem.

He only wished for his children to be conceived by the woman he loved.

However, fate has a penchant for playing tricks on people.

Jun Zechen and Ling Yue have been married for two years, but they have yet to have a child.

The Empress Dowager pleaded with the Emperor to issue an edict to bestow a marriage upon him and Su Jingyao.

As the crown prince, he had no reason to shirk his responsibility and mission to continue the imperial line.

But he will still keep the promise he made to Ling Yue.

Since the imperial physicians have not found any problems with Ling Yue's health, it is only a matter of time before she has a child.

He would never touch Su Jingyao.

If Su Jingyao were a pure-hearted woman, he would bestow upon her unparalleled glory to make up for his debt to her.

Jun Zechen was entangled in a jumble of thoughts, but he slowly drifted off to sleep.

The candlelight flickered and swayed, and the newlyweds lay quietly on the festive red wedding bed as if they were strangers.

However, Su Jingyao, who was fast asleep, did not stop.

Her body involuntarily moved slowly closer to the warm body beside her.

While in his sleep, Jun Zechen suddenly felt a series of gentle breaths on his neck. The warm breath was like a feather brushing against his skin, sending a tingling sensation through him.

Jun Zechen was a very light sleeper, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He turned his head and saw a fair, delicate, and exquisitely beautiful face.

The woman pressed her arm against her chest, her skin exposed.

Jun Zechen's body instantly stiffened.

A strange feeling welled up inside him, and a hint of struggle flashed in his eyes.

His hands trembled slightly, but he resolutely pulled his arm away and carefully pushed the woman away.

Su Jingyao was sleeping very soundly, and even when she was pushed away, she showed no signs of waking up.

She instinctively hugged the blanket tighter, turned around, and continued to drift off into a sweet dream.

Whether it was because the room was a bit stuffy or for some other reason, her legs were wrapped around the blanket, and one of her long, fair legs was inadvertently exposed.

Lying on her side, her slender waist was even more prominent.

The sight before him intensified Jun Zechen's restlessness.

He closed his eyes, restraining his body's reaction, and then took a deep breath.

He got up, walked to the table, poured himself a glass of iced tea, and drank it silently.

The cool tea soothed his heart and calmed his restlessness.

After his agitation subsided, Jun Zechen returned to bed and lay down to sleep.

As the morning sun streamed through the window, Jun Zechen, who was always an early riser, slowly regained consciousness. The soft, delicate body in his arms caught him off guard.

Then, as if suddenly realizing something, he abruptly opened his eyes.

The woman was still sleeping in the same position as when he pushed her away last night, but to his horror, he found himself holding her tightly in his arms.

Her back was pressed tightly against his chest, and he held her firmly in his arms, his hands not quite behaving properly.

Jun Zechen's eyes suddenly darkened, and a barely perceptible look of panic flashed across his face.

He quickly released his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and then hurriedly got out of bed.

This series of actions startled Su Jingyao awake from her sleep.

She slowly turned around, blinked her thick eyelashes, and her eyes were still misty.

As if she hadn't fully woken up from the dream, she stared at Jun Zechen with a dazed expression.

"Your Highness?"

Seeing that he seemed to be acting strangely, Su Jingyao slowly sat up, supporting herself on the bed with her hands.

But she was completely unaware that this action had caused her breasts to be partially exposed and her gauze skirt to slip off her shoulders.

She looks incredibly alluring.

Jun Zechen stood by the bed, tall and imposing, but his expression was as cold as ice, his lips tightly pursed, and his eyes as ruthless as knives.

Sure enough, this woman was deliberately seducing him.

"I still have official business to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

Having said that, he didn't even give Su Jingyao a chance to bow before turning around and walking out of the room without looking back.

Su Jingyao raised her eyebrows slightly upon witnessing this scene.

A faint, mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Haha, men are all like that.