Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

In the past few days, Jun Zechen has surprisingly not summoned any new brides.

During that time, he only visited the Crown Princess's Qiluan Palace.

Su Jingyao casually arranged the peonies that had just been delivered to the flower shop. The peonies were blooming extremely brightly, with layers of petals resembling the clouds on the horizon, which she loved very much.

"Master, Consort An has arrived," Miaoyun reported softly.

Su Jingyao chuckled lightly, "She really can't keep her composure."

After saying that, Su Jingyao slowly put down the scissors in her hand, gently patted the water droplets remaining on her hands, and then walked unhurriedly towards the hall.

"This concubine greets Consort Consort." An Jinyan gave a slight curtsy, her voice tinged with a hint of restraint.

Su Jingyao smiled gently, "Sister, get up and come sit down."

As she spoke, she waved to An Jinyan, her movements gentle and elegant.

An Jinyan felt a little uncomfortable because of Su Jingyao's familiarity with her. She slowly walked to the soft couch and sat down gently on the other side of the couch.

"Why did you come to my Xiyan Palace today, little sister?" Su Jingyao asked with a smile, her voice as melodious as flowing water.

"I and several other new concubines have been in the Eastern Palace for five days, but none of us have seen His Highness the Crown Prince yet. The Crown Princess has not mentioned us to His Highness either. So today I have no choice but to bother my sister, Concubine."

An Jinyan's face revealed a hint of anxiety and unease.

Su Jingyao sighed softly, lowered her eyelids, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly like small fans, and her face showed some helplessness and sadness.

Then, she looked at An Jinyan with heartache and said softly, "Sister, don't worry. I was also neglected by His Highness for a long time back then. His Highness..."

A sense of urgency welled up in An Jinyan's heart, and she asked impatiently, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"I wonder if my younger sister knew before entering the Eastern Palace that the Crown Princess was the one His Highness the Crown Prince himself had proposed to marry. With a new bride entering the palace, it's understandable that my elder sister, the Crown Princess, is heartbroken. It's only natural that His Highness has spent so much time with her these past few days."

Su Jingyao spoke slowly, her tone calm and soothing.

"So, little sister, you don't need to overthink it."

Her gaze fell gently on An Jinyan.

An Jinyan frowned, her smile becoming forced. "Your Highness dotes on the Crown Princess so much, aren't you jealous, sister?"

"When I first entered the Eastern Palace, His Highness told me frankly that he and the Crown Princess were in love and that I should not have any unrealistic hopes."

Su Jingyao's voice carried a hint of melancholy.

"Now, I only wish to give birth to an imperial heir as soon as possible under His Highness's meager favor, so as to fulfill His Majesty and the Empress's expectations."

Su Jingyao slightly raised her head and looked into the distance, her face full of helplessness and relief, her expression seemingly telling of endless unspoken thoughts.

An Jinyan's heart was churning like a stormy sea. She gritted her teeth and was secretly furious.

This Consort Su is so useless! She has a beautiful face, but she is so weak!

What a waste of such a beautiful face!

Unexpectedly, the Crown Princess is truly His Highness's darling. These newcomers have entered the palace, and not only does the Crown Princess not recommend them to His Highness, but she has also been monopolizing His Highness's attention!

How could she possibly accept this!

An Jinyan tried to calm herself down.

"Sister, you really have a calm mindset. But the younger sisters certainly can't just sit idly by and wait for their fate. The Crown Princess has been monopolizing His Highness; isn't that unbecoming of a proper wife?"

Her face held a hint of barely perceptible resentment and unwillingness.

Su Jingyao frowned slightly, her beautiful brows furrowing tightly together, her face filled with deep melancholy.

"This... Sister, please don't say that. Where His Highness wants to go is none of our business, and we have no right to interfere."

Her voice carried a hint of helplessness and sorrow.

An Jinyan, however, remained resolute, her eyes gleaming with determination. She had entered the Eastern Palace to serve His Highness, and naturally could not allow the Crown Princess to monopolize his favor.

"Sister, I have come today to ask you for a favor. Only the Crown Princess and you are allowed to go to His Highness's Yude Palace. I would like to ask you to persuade His Highness that if things continue like this, my sisters and I, the other newlyweds, will be heartbroken and we are almost crying our eyes out as we wait for His Highness every day."

There was a hint of pleading in her voice.

The Crown Princess and the concubines were both on the royal register, which is why Su Jingyao was able to go to Yude Palace. No one else could go without His Highness's summons; if they did, the guards would treat them as assassins.

Su Jingyao looked troubled. "Sister, although I can go to Yude Palace, how can I easily advise His Highness?"

"Besides, only His Highness's principal wife can advise him to bestow his favors equally among his concubines. I... am not righteous enough to do so..."

Her face was full of struggle and helplessness.

"Sister, as a concubine, and with the marriage bestowed by His Majesty's decree, the principal wife is prone to jealousy. You can naturally offer your advice. When I pay my respects to the Empress in a few days, I will certainly speak a few good words for you in front of Her Majesty."

An Jinyan said urgently.

After she entered the Eastern Palace, because her rank was relatively high, she was allowed to pay her respects to the Empress after serving the Emperor.

Su Jingyao sighed deeply, "After Your Highness returns to the palace today, I will go to Yude Palace to see you. However, I am of little importance to Your Highness, and I am afraid that Your Highness will not only not listen to my advice, but may also take your anger out on me."

Her face was full of worry and unease.

"When you were still a young lady, I knew you were a model of a noblewoman, generous and sensible. Today's matter is something I owe you. No matter what the outcome of my advice is, I must let His Highness know that there are several of us newcomers in the Eastern Palace who are waiting for His Highness's mercy."

An Jinyan's voice was full of sincerity.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try today." Su Jingyao finally made up her mind.

"Thank you, elder sister. I'll take my leave now."

After An Jinyan finished speaking, she turned and left, but in her heart she sneered. Although the Crown Princess was favored by His Highness, she had seen her at the last tea banquet and knew that she was not favored by the Empress, not to mention that she had never had a child.

She doesn't seem to be very bright. As long as she gains the prince's favor, she will eventually make the position of crown princess vacant.

As for this beautiful Consort Su, she was just as rumored – kind, naive, and utterly vulnerable.

After An Jinyan left, Su Jingyao's lips curled up slightly, and the smile in her eyes rippled like spring water, almost overflowing.

Her eyes sparkled, gleaming with a sly and triumphant light.

On the day the new lady entered the palace, it was she who gently persuaded Jun Zechen to spend a day or two in the Crown Princess's palace.

After all, it wasn't a secret that the Crown Princess was secretly saddened by the arrival of a new concubine in the palace.

She then took the opportunity to push things along, urging Jun Zechen to go and comfort the Crown Princess.

She only told Jun Zechen to comfort her for a day or two.

But who could have imagined that Ling Yue would be so tactless? When the new concubine entered the palace, Jun Zechen left her to visit her, but she was so happy that she forgot herself and ended up monopolizing Jun Zechen for five days.

This was exactly what she wanted.

An Jinyan doesn't seem like someone to be trifled with, so let Ling Yue test An Jinyan's methods.

By the way, let An Jinyan also give Ling Yue a warning in front of the Empress. When Jun Zechen ascends the throne next year and the Empress becomes the Empress Dowager, she will be the key figure in preventing Jun Zechen from making Ling Yue the Empress.

"My lord, are you really going to advise His Highness today?" Miaoyun asked from the side.

"Of course I'll go."

Her eyes and brows were full of smiles.

As the bright sunshine gradually faded, a splendid sunset glow, like a light veil, enveloped the earth, casting a hazy and mysterious hue over the entire world.

Inside the Yude Hall, Jun Zechen had just returned from the Imperial Study and sat down when An Shun, with his head bowed, shuffled in to report.

"Your Highness, the Crown Princess sent someone to ask if you will be having dinner at Qiluan Palace today," Anshun reported cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Jun Zechen's brows furrowed involuntarily, revealing a hint of irritation. His handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted, as if they were in a knot.

His lips were pressed tightly together, forming a straight line, and he remained silent.

Anshun stood to the side, not daring to even breathe loudly, let alone look directly at Jun Zechen.

She simply lowered her head quietly, standing still like a statue, waiting for Jun Zechen's reply.

Judging from Your Highness's reaction, does Your Highness not want to go to Qiluan Palace?

The hall was completely silent; it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The silence even made Anshun afraid that His Highness could hear his pounding heartbeat, which made him feel inexplicably uneasy.

In this unusually quiet moment, a young eunuch suddenly strode in.

"This servant greets Your Highness."

Jun Zechen's voice carried a distinct chill as he asked in a low voice, "What is it?"

The young eunuch kept his head bowed. "Consort Su requests an audience."

Jun Zechen's originally dark eyes flickered slightly, and then he said, "Let her in."

When Anshun heard that Consort Su had arrived, he immediately realized that the Crown Princess probably wouldn't be able to wait for His Highness to come today.

So he wisely and quietly withdrew, his back view carrying a hint of barely perceptible helplessness.

Having served His Highness for so many years, Anshun thought he had figured out His Highness's thoughts, but now the Crown Prince's attitude towards the Crown Princess and Consort Su really baffled him.

So much so that Anshun didn't know how to respond to the people at Qiluan Palace.

Today, Su Jingyao wore a light-colored, fitted tulle dress. The dress was as soft as mist and swayed slightly as she walked.

The outer shawl flowed like clouds, revealing her snow-white shoulders and neck. The shawl reached just to her shoulders, perfectly showcasing her charming collarbone and slender neck.

This dress made her look extremely charming and alluring, like a fairy or a bewitching beauty.

"This concubine greets Your Highness." Su Jingyao bowed slightly, her voice melodious like a nightingale's song, carrying a hint of tenderness and charm.

"Get up. What brings you here today?"

Jun Zechen spoke in a calm tone, his handsome face expressionless, seemingly unaffected by her arrival.

Su Jingyao chuckled inwardly; this man was a master of pretense.

She moved gracefully and slowly to stand before him.

At this moment, Jun Zechen sat there calmly, and a subtle height difference naturally formed between the two of them.

She lowered her head slightly, her watery eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

Jun Zechen didn't want to look at her, but he couldn't stop her intense gaze.

Their eyes met, and Su Jingyao said coquettishly, "I haven't seen Your Highness for several days, and I really miss you."

Her fingers, adorned with pink nail polish, were as slender and long as green onions, gently and slowly tracing across the man's palm.

The gentle movements seemed to carry endless tenderness.

Jun Zechen clearly felt the strange, tingling sensation in his palm, and his eyes instantly became dark and unfathomable.

"Didn't Yao Yao send me to Qiluan Palace? I went to comfort the Crown Princess, and you're unhappy about it?"

Jun Zechen's voice remained calm, like a still lake, revealing no particular emotion.

However, only he himself knew that he was testing the waters.

He actually hoped she would be unhappy, and even longed to see her jealous.

Su Jingyao pursed her lips, which were as luscious and beautiful as rose petals.

"I'm not upset at all. It's not like I just found out that Your Highness likes my sister."

Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness, melodious and captivating, as if it could bewitch the soul.

"So what brings you here today?"

Jun Zechen's expression instantly turned somewhat ugly, his handsome brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes became exceptionally sharp, like two cold beams shooting straight at her.