Wearing a book, hooking him up

In the evening, the light in the East Palace study gradually became softer.

Jun Zechen sat in the first seat, his figure looking particularly tall and straight in the dim candlelight.

Jun Zechen had just finished dealing with the memorial sent by Emperor Jingsheng. He raised his head slightly, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

Then he asked casually, "What has the concubine been doing these days?"

An Shun stood aside respectfully, bowed his head and replied: "Your Highness, the concubines have been summoned to Kunning Palace by the Empress these days, and have been waiting for two hours."

As the chief eunuch beside the crown prince, nothing in the Eastern Palace could escape his surveillance.

But Anshun was a little surprised. He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Jun Zechen secretly. Doesn’t His Highness usually only care about the Crown Princess?

Jun Zechen tapped the table lightly with his fingers, as if he was thinking about something.

"Do you know why the Queen Mother summoned her?"

An Shun hesitated for a moment, then answered cautiously: "It should still be because of the issue of His Highness's offspring. Concubine Su..."

At this point, Anshun's voice involuntarily lowered and became a little hesitant.

Jun Zechen frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He asked, "What happened to her?"

"The Empress would ask Concubine Su to copy the palace rules and female regulations every day. She would not return to the East Palace until almost dinner time."

The Queen did this for the Crown Prince to see, so naturally she did not hide anything. It was no surprise that Anshun knew this.

Jun Zechen's eyes darkened. He didn't expect that his mother had been making things difficult for Su Jingyao.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I know my crime."

Anshun felt inexpressibly miserable. With the exception of the Crown Princess's affairs, which required him to proactively report, he only answered questions when His Highness asked about them in the backyard of the Eastern Palace.

After a brief silence, Jun Zechen slowly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Go to Xiyan Palace."

"Yes, Your Highness." Anshun responded quickly.

Xiyan Palace.

Su Jingyao leaned delicately on the couch. Nanny Li carefully took the ointment, gently applied it on her wrist, and pressed lightly.

"Master, your wrists are starting to get swollen today. How can you continue copying every day? Go and tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince about this."

Nanny Li looked at her with a look of heartache, her brows furrowed, her eyes full of worry.

Su Jingyao was just about to say a few words to comfort Nanny Li. After all, Nanny Li had been by her side for many years, so how could she not know how much she loved her?

Unexpectedly...the wind chimes by the window suddenly rang.

There was a hint of strangeness in her eyes for a moment, and then a helpless look appeared on her face.

Su Jingyao frowned slightly, opened her red lips, and said slowly: "The Queen has always wanted me to consummate my marriage with Your Highness. She already gave me the opportunity last time, but I refused. It is reasonable for the Queen to be angry these days."

"If I copy the palace rules, I can calm the Queen down, or even stop her from forcing Your Highness, so what's the harm?"

Her voice was as gentle as the gurgling of a stream, yet it carried a barely perceptible hint of bitterness.

Su Jingyao lowered her head slightly, her thick eyelashes trembled gently like a small fan, her eyes were a little dim, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

"Besides, His Highness is unwilling to consummate the marriage with me. He only has the Crown Princess in his heart. His Highness is busy with state affairs every day and returns to the backyard. Why should I make him more irritated?"

Su Jingyao sighed softly, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes as clear as autumn water, as if there were thousands of sorrows lingering in them.

But she was not a person who was discouraged. After a pause, she raised her face and smiled slightly, "Nothing in the world can go as planned, but I just want to live up to my conscience."

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a relieved smile, as bright and moving as a flower blooming in spring.

"What a shameless person."

Just then, Jun Zechen strode in with a gloomy face.

He had been standing outside the hall for quite a while and heard the conversation between the master and servant clearly.

Su Jingyao naturally knew that he was outside the door, otherwise why would she act so hard.

At this moment, her delicate body trembled violently, and an extremely surprised expression appeared on her face. Like a frightened deer, she quickly got down from the couch, took light lotus steps, walked slowly in front of Jun Zechen, and bowed gracefully.

"I pay my respects to Your Highness."

"Get up, all of you step back." Jun Zechen's voice was as cold as ice.

"Yes, Your Highness."

After all the palace servants had quietly left, Jun Zechen walked to the couch and sat down. His movements were calm and leisurely, as if this was his territory.

Then, he said softly, "Sit down."

"Yes, Your Highness." Su Jingyao slowly walked to the other side of the couch and sat down.

"Mother has punished you to copy books these days, why didn't you tell me?"

Jun Zechen asked casually while stroking the ring on his hand. His eyes seemed casual, but they faintly revealed a hint of oppression.

"It's just a small matter. I dare not bother Your Highness."

Su Jingyao's face was as calm as water, and her voice was soft and gentle, as if the matter was really insignificant, but a barely perceptible sadness flashed across her slightly lowered eyes.

Seeing that she didn't care about him at all, Jun Zechen suddenly felt a nameless fire in his heart.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, as fast as lightning, grabbed Su Jingyao's right arm and raised it high in front of him.

His actions were domineering and irresistible.

Upon closer inspection, it was found that her fair and delicate wrist was slightly swollen, just like a flaw on a crystal clear jade, which made people feel distressed.

This woman was delicate and weak, and clearly could not bear the slightest pain, but she seemed to have an extraordinary determination, which made Jun Zechen even more angry.

Su Jingyao frowned slightly, her slender eyebrows trembled slightly, and she tried to pull back her right hand, but the man's big hand clamped her arm tightly, making her unable to move.

Her arms trembled and turned slightly in the man's large hands, struggling silently.

"If I hadn't known about this, would you have gone to Kunning Palace to copy books every day? Until your hands were crippled?"

Jun Zechen's eyes were burning like a torch as he stared at her closely. There was anger in his eyes as well as a hint of heartache that he himself did not even notice.

The voice was calm without any ups and downs, yet it carried a hint of unquestionable majesty.

As the crown prince, he had always hoped that this young woman would be submissive to him, so he had not taken the initiative to visit her in the past few days.

He had hoped that she would give in, but her resolute attitude of "rather die than surrender" left him completely at a loss as to what to do.

"The Queen is kind and generous, and will not let any problems happen to my hand."

Su Jingyao opened her cherry lips slightly. Although her voice was small, it was accompanied by a hint of stubbornness. She raised her head slightly and looked at Jun Zechen, her eyes full of determination.

The nameless anger in Jun Zechen's heart grew more and more intense. He stretched out his arms and hugged Su Jingyao tightly in his arms as fast as a hurricane, and then easily carried her to sit on him.

His movements were smooth and smooth, with a domineering possessiveness.

Su Jingyao couldn't help but let out a low exclamation and sat on the man's strong thighs.

Her beautiful eyes were full of astonishment, her autumn-water-like eyes were wide open, and her pretty face was full of disbelief.

His body was still trembling slightly, as if he had not yet recovered from this sudden change.

Before Su Jingyao could react to their intimacy, the man's next words exploded like thunder in her ears.

"As long as you consummate the marriage with me, my mother will not embarrass you anymore. Ask me, and I will satisfy you."

Jun Zechen's deep eyes were sharp, carrying the pressure of a superior, staring straight at Su Jingyao. His eyes were as deep as cold stars, with a hint of heat in the coldness, which made people deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

His eyebrows were like sharp swords, slanting into his temples. Under his high nose bridge, his thin lips parted slightly, and the words he said made Su Jingyao's heart beat fast.

Jun Zechen placed his hand on her slender waist, which was so thin that it could be grasped in one hand. She exuded a fragrance that fascinated him and made him unable to help but move closer to her.

Su Jingyao stared closely at the handsome face so close to her, her mouth slightly open.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Su Jingyao felt that his words were not false and quickly put away the shock on her face.

He whispered, "Your Highness, have you forgotten what you said?"

Hearing her whispered question, Jun Zechen involuntarily increased the strength of his grip on her waist.

At first, Su Jingyao just frowned slightly and moaned softly.

But as Jun Zechen's hands gained strength, her waist felt as if it were clamped by an iron clamp, and the pain was unbearable.

The slender waist like a willow branch twisted in the man's big hands, trying to break free from his restraints, but to no avail.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out tenderly, "It hurts!"

Su Jingyao's eyes were filled with tears and mist was swirling in her eye sockets. She looked at the man in front of her who was bullying her with a cold face with grievance and confusion.

"Do you feel the pain now?"

"If it hurts, you should say it out. The same should be done when your mother punishes you to copy books."

Su Jingyao bit her red lips tightly, her pearly teeth almost embedding into her lips. Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger. She glared at Jun Zechen fiercely and refused to say another word.

How could this man be so shameless? How could asking him to consummate the marriage be compared to asking him to loosen her waist?

However, Jun Zechen was a very patient hunter, and he had no intention of loosening his grip on her waist.

In a flash, half a minute had passed, and Su Jingyao began to shed tears because of the pain in her waist and the grievance in her heart.

Her waist must have been bruised. This bastard didn't feel sorry for her at all. In his heart, he was the crown prince who held a high position. How could he take the initiative to submit to a woman?

This made her beg him again and again.

Oh, you big pig's hoof who is trying to cover up his ears and steal the bell.

Then I can only use gentleness to overcome strength, "Why does Your Highness always bully me, wuwu..."

Her crying was timid and pitiful, like pear blossoms in the rain, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances she had endured since entering the Eastern Palace. Her voice was as melodious as a nightingale, but it was filled with endless sorrow, which made people feel distressed.

It was clearly the man in front of her who told her not to have any delusions, but when she put away all her edge and quietly stayed in a corner, he pulled her out without hesitation, completely disregarding her feelings.

Jun Zechen became more angry because of her stubbornness. He frowned and a hint of anger flashed across his brows.

But looking at the woman's pitiful and innocent tearful eyes, his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the hand holding her waist loosened a little.

However, this moment of relaxation was fleeting, his eyes instantly became sharp, and his whole body exuded a chilling majesty of a superior.

He is the crown prince of the country. There is no woman in this world that he cannot get, only women he wants or does not want.

Jun Zechen suddenly picked her up and stood up from the couch. With steady and quick steps, each step was carried out with firm determination, as he strode towards the bedroom.

Jun Zechen gently placed her on the bed.

"The Crown Princess has not given birth for two years. For my sake, my father gave you to me. You should be aware of your identity and responsibilities."

His low and cold voice rang in her ears, and every word hit her heart like a hammer. She was just a tool for him to continue his family line, an object given to her by these superiors.

Jun Zechen's hand gently stroked her cheek, but the words he said were firm and full of unquestionable majesty.

"Give birth to an heir for me."

"It is my duty to bear a child for Your Highness. My body is like falling flowers, and Your Highness's heart is like flowing water. I will only do things that will not make me feel guilty."

Although her voice was soft, it carried an unquestionable firmness.

After saying this, she faced the almighty Crown Prince bravely and calmly.

Jun Zechen's expression instantly darkened, and a hint of anger flashed across his handsome face.

Is she saying he's fickle?!

Why does such a delicate and fragile woman have such a stubborn and strong heart?

However, the woman's awakening aroused Jun Zechen's stronger desire.

He wanted Su Jingyao to fall into the abyss of desire with him. He was unwilling to be the only one being bewitched unknowingly!