Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

Qianqing Palace.

"Anshun, go and summon Consort Ye to accompany the Emperor."

Jun Zechen sat on the dragon throne and casually waved his hand as he spoke.

In order to put the Ye family at ease, Jun Zechen has been summoning Consort Ye to the Qianqing Palace from time to time.

"Yes," Anshun replied hastily, just about to turn and leave.

At this moment, Jun Zechen suddenly frowned. "Wait."

An Shun paused as he was about to step down, then stood respectfully in place, awaiting further instructions from His Majesty.

"What has the Imperial Noble Consort been doing lately?" Jun Zechen asked thoughtfully, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Noble Consort spends most of her time in Zhaochun Palace and rarely comes out. Besides managing the trivial matters of the harem, she spends her days with the First Prince," Anshun replied respectfully, bowing her head.

"I've noticed that the Imperial Noble Consort hasn't been in a good mood these past few days. Yesterday, I sent Imperial Physician Li to take her pulse. What did he say?"

Jun Zechen frowned slightly, a hint of worry in his eyes. These past few days, he had felt that Yao Yao was somewhat absent-minded, and even her smiles seemed a little forced.

But every time I asked her what was wrong, she would just say nothing was wrong.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Li said that the Imperial Noble Consort seems to be somewhat depressed lately. He also asked the palace maids who serve her closely, and they said that the Imperial Noble Consort has been having many dreams and waking up easily at night recently," Anshun replied truthfully.

Jun Zechen's eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Could it be that Yao Yao is unhappy because he has been summoning Consort Ye more often lately?

However, the Ye family's affairs are currently being handled intensively, and I also have to deal with too many court matters, so I have indeed visited Zhaochun Palace less often.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips slightly, then said in a deep voice, "Anshun, summon the Imperial Noble Consort to the Qianqing Palace to accompany the Emperor."

After hearing His Majesty's instructions, Anshun withdrew and sent someone to Zhaochun Palace.

Jun Zechen continued to handle political affairs. In order to lower the Ye family's guard, Jun Zechen was recently setting up a scheme with the Su family.

Furthermore, he "accidentally" leaked several letters from his previous secret plans to deal with the Su family to the Ye family. Upon receiving this "secret" information, the Ye family completely believed that the Su family had been abandoned by His Majesty.

Perhaps the Imperial Noble Consort's favor was merely a tool His Majesty used to deceive the Su family.

When Jun Zechen wrote those letters, he did intend to deal with the Su family, but he changed his mind later because of Yao Yao.

Thinking of this, Jun Zechen shook his head helplessly, never imagining that a woman could have such a great influence on him.

Nowadays, many officials in the court have distanced themselves from the Su family, and the Su family's situation in the court looks "extremely difficult".

The Ye family is now arrogant and domineering in the court, but in the past they were quite respectful to the Su family and did not break off relations.

But now, when they see members of the Su family, they all look down on them.

Since learning from the main Ye family that His Majesty had personally dealt with the Su family in several letters, the branches of the Ye family in various cities have become much more amiable towards the imperial envoys sent by His Majesty.

He spent his days eating, drinking, and having fun with the imperial envoy, living a very happy life.

Little did they know that each of the imperial envoys had come with a mission and were secretly carrying out their duties.

Jun Zechen sat upright at the table, his face cold and his expression solemn and focused, staring at the memorials in front of him and the secret reports sent back by the ministers sent to other cities.

Sometimes he would concentrate on his thoughts, sometimes he would take up his pen to make annotations, devoting himself wholeheartedly to handling government affairs.

At this moment, the eunuch sent by Anshun to Zhaochun Palace hurriedly returned. He bowed and carefully walked in.

"Your Majesty, this humble servant pays his respects."

"Get up." Jun Zechen didn't even raise his head, still immersed in his official duties, and simply said casually.

"Your Majesty, Aunt Miaoyun said that the Imperial Noble Consort did not sleep well last night and is resting now," the young eunuch reported respectfully, bowing his head.

Jun Zechen paused, feeling that something was not quite right.

Is Yao Yao sick?

Jun Zechen shifted his gaze from the memorials to the pile of unfinished ones. After a moment's hesitation, he abruptly stood up.

"Anshun, go to Zhaochun Palace."

I still need to go to Zhaochun Palace to see her. I won't feel at ease until I see her. I can deal with the memorial later when I get back.

Having said that, he strode off and hurriedly walked out of the hall.

Zhaochun Palace.

Jun Zechen strode over and immediately saw Miaoyun guarding the entrance to the bedroom.

His expression was calm, but his eyes held a hint of inquiry as he asked, "Is your master asleep?"

When Miaoyun first saw His Majesty, she was slightly startled, but she quickly regained her composure. She was already used to His Majesty often coming to Zhaochun Palace without announcing himself.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the master has already fallen asleep."

Without the slightest hesitation, Jun Zechen stepped inside.

At a glance, Su Jingyao was seen lying quietly on the bed wearing a thin gauze undershirt. She didn't seem to be sleeping soundly, as her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

Her usually luscious red lips now appeared somewhat pale.

Jun Zechen walked to the bedside and sat down, reaching out to gently stroke the stray hairs on her forehead.

Su Jingyao was suddenly awakened by his movement and opened her eyes.

The moment she saw him, a hint of panic flashed across her eyes, followed by an instinctive shrinking back into the bed, as if she were somewhat frightened.

Suddenly, it seemed as if he realized that his reaction was a bit too much.

Su Jingyao composed herself and softly called out, "Your Majesty?"

Jun Zechen's face darkened as he watched her series of reactions.

Anshun had just told him that she had been having nightmares and waking up easily lately. He had initially thought it might just be due to exhaustion from dealing with matters in the harem.

But looking at her reaction now, it's not like that at all!

"What's wrong with Yao Yao?" Jun Zechen suppressed a trace of anxiety in his heart, his tone revealing obvious concern and worry.

Su Jingyao lowered her head, her dark hair falling to her chest, and gently shook her head.

Seeing her like this, Jun Zechen felt a nameless anger welling up inside him.

Is there something I can't tell him?

"For the past two weeks, I've noticed your mood has been deteriorating day by day. Every time I ask you what's wrong, you say you're fine. I initially thought you really were fine, but look at you now, do you really look like you're fine?"

His voice was deep and powerful, with a hint of anger, yet this anger clearly revealed his heartache for her.

Su Jingyao slowly raised her head, forcing a smile, and said, "Your Majesty, I am truly alright."

Jun Zechen was quite helpless because of her stubbornness, and let out a long sigh.

He reached out and pulled her, who was curled up inside the silk quilt, to his side.

"Is Yao Yao unhappy because I favor Consort Ye? I told Yao Yao before that she doesn't need to take these women in the palace to heart."

Su Jingyao bit her lip tightly and stammered, "Your Majesty, I don't mind. I am His Majesty's Imperial Noble Consort, and it is my duty to advise His Majesty to bestow his favor equally and not to be jealous."

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Jun Zechen's eyes were full of tenderness, and he could only try his best to keep his tone as gentle as possible.

He didn't know if she genuinely didn't mind or was just pretending to be magnanimous.

"I have indeed been very busy with state affairs lately and have had less time to visit Zhaochun Palace. After a while, I promise you, I will spend every day with Yaoyao, okay?"

Jun Zechen spoke softly, his gaze fixed intently on her.

"Your Majesty, your affairs of state are of utmost importance. You need not worry about me. I am truly fine; I simply did not sleep well last night."

Su Jingyao's lips curled up slightly, forcing a sweet smile, as if she really didn't want him to worry.

"When Physician Li took your pulse, he said that you were troubled by emotional distress, easily startled by nightmares, and could barely eat a few bites of your favorite food during the day."

Today, she did not look as radiant as usual; instead, she appeared sickly and haggard.

Jun Zechen's face grew increasingly dark. He was genuinely angry, angry at her for not taking her health seriously.

Su Jingyao slowly lowered her head and murmured, "Your Majesty, Physician Li advised me to rest more. I am really tired and want to rest."

Her voice was soft, like a mosquito's buzz, but the meaning couldn't be clearer: she was telling people to leave.

After saying that, Su Jingyao gently lay down on her side on the bed and closed her eyes.

Looking at her like this, Jun Zechen felt a sense of helplessness, truly not knowing what was wrong with her.

But continuing to press for answers at this point wouldn't yield any results, so he could only wait until he had resolved the Ye family's affairs before spending some quality time with her.

He sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness and worry.

Afterwards, Jun Zechen returned to Qianqing Palace quickly with a gloomy expression.

Upon entering the palace, he immediately said in a deep voice, "Anshun, make sure that Imperial Physician Li goes to Zhaochun Palace every day to carefully examine the Imperial Noble Consort's pulse. If the Imperial Noble Consort shows even the slightest abnormality, he must report it to me immediately."

His voice was cold and firm, leaving no room for doubt.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Anshun replied hastily.