Wearing a book, hooking him up

"I have already punished Ling Yue, what else does Yaoyao want?" Jun Zechen frowned slightly and blurted out the words.

The moment Su Jingyao heard these words, she was stunned for a moment as if she was petrified.

Then her expression seemed a little aggrieved, and her originally rosy lips were tightly pursed, as if she was trying hard to restrain something.

When Jun Zechen saw her like this, he suddenly felt a strong sense of regret in his heart, and a sudden feeling of annoyance filled his heart.

What on earth is he talking about...

"That's not what I meant, I..."

Su Jingyao regained her composure, calm as water, and interrupted him in a cold tone.

"It is I who am making trouble for no reason. I am in a bad mood. Your Majesty, please go back."

When Jun Zechen heard her ruthlessly driving people away, the anger in his heart began to rise like a ignited flame.

"Queen, do you know how many times you have chased me away like this? Do you know that I have never been so humble to coax anyone?"

I drove you away before just to make you feel distressed and make you love me more, it was just a small fight. This time I drove you away naturally because I wanted to completely destroy your dignity as an emperor.

Su Jingyao's expression did not show any change due to his words.

Jun Zechen looked at Su Jingyao with deep and sharp eyes, then his throat moved and he said solemnly: "Come here, I will pretend that you never said this."

When Su Jingyao heard his words, she suddenly remembered that on her birthday, she had a quarrel with Jun Zechen because Jun Zechen broke his promise. At that time, Jun Zechen also looked like this and said similar words.

"Yaoyao, are you coming here or going back to Zhaochun Palace?" The voice was full of dominance and naked threat. She remembered it clearly.

But today, she naturally would not go along with him anymore. She just wanted to know where Jun Zechen's bottom line was towards her.

Su Jingyao resolutely turned around and entered the bedroom, then she gently pushed the door and closed it.

The movement seemed gentle, but it seemed to carry a sense of determination.

Jun Zechen's face became increasingly ugly, as if covered with dark clouds.

He stared at the closed door, motionless.

Jun Zechen stood at the door for a quarter of an hour. Seeing that the people inside really ignored him, he gritted his teeth and flicked his sleeves, which drew an arc in the air.

He strode out of Kunning Palace with a heart full of anger.

Don't let her regret it!

Su Jingyao in the bedroom felt that Jun Zechen had left, and her originally tense body relaxed instantly.

There was a casual and fearless expression on his face, and a hint of laziness flashed in his eyes. He slowly walked to her rocking chair and sat on it, leaning back slightly, and lying down comfortably.

Her eyes became a little blurry and she fell into deep thought.

Now, Ling Yue has been successfully suppressed by her, and as the queen, she holds the power of the entire harem firmly in her hands. In the court, her father is also highly valued by His Majesty.

At least now, with his own status, he has some confidence and capital to make trouble with Jun Zechen.

However, at this moment, facing Jun Zechen's feelings for her, she also felt a little confused.

Only the ups and downs of emotions can last forever.

Although Ling Yue, the thorn in Jun Zechen's heart, has been removed, she and Jun Zechen still have several decades of life to spend together.

How could she ensure that Jun Zechen's feelings for her would not become dull over the past few decades?

This is also the sorrow of the women in the harem. Su Jingyao must rack her brains and find ways to win Jun Zechen's love, but Jun Zechen does not need to put in any extra effort.

He is the emperor who is high above everyone else, and there is always a steady stream of new women entering the palace.

Even if those women cannot truly enter his heart, they will invisibly erode Su Jingyao's position in Jun Zechen's heart.

Su Jingyao has never really been involved in marriage in modern times, and she has no idea how couples should get along with each other.

But she clearly understood that if she kept giving in in this relationship, the final outcome would probably not be much better than Ling Yue's.

She must at least make sure that Jun Zechen's feelings for her will not change before Xingxing ascends the throne.

But during these long ten years, Su Jingyao did not want to keep pretending. She liked power, liked a luxurious life, wanted to do whatever she wanted, but did not want to compromise herself.

Jun Zechen likes her gentleness and kindness, and her strength and clarity. If she gradually breaks these beautiful images in Jun Zechen's mind, will Jun Zechen really be unable to accept it?

To gain power, one must first gain the heart. If she wants to become the empress dowager, she cannot achieve it by relying on Jun Zechen's current half-hearted love.

She needs Jun Zechen's unforgettable love.

Qianqing Palace.

Jun Zechen sat at the table with a gloomy face, his posture straight, motionless like a sculpture.

Anshun and Fuquan on the side lowered their heads, turned their heads quietly and looked at each other.

Fuquan looked at Anshun silently, "What's wrong with your Majesty?"

Anshun had a helpless look on his face and shook his head gently. Who else could make His Majesty so angry except the Queen?

Although Jun Zechen's eyes were on the memorial in front of him, his thoughts had actually drifted away. His mind was frantically recalling the Queen's extremely cold expression just now.

Ling Yue had been banished to the cold palace by him, and even just now, Ling Yue pushed her, and he was worried that she would get hurt and slapped Ling Yue reflexively.

Isn’t this enough to show that there is no place for Ling Yue in his heart anymore?

She's the only one he cares about!

Ling Yue and the Ling family had long been separated. Her only relative was her father who lived far away in the frontier. When Jun Zechen went to war, General Ling worked under him. He was an honest and decent man.

Therefore, even though Jun Zechen knew that Ling Yue had done so many wrong things, he did not implicate Ling Yue's family.

And imprisoning Ling Yue in the cold palace was also in the hope that Ling Yue could spend her whole life repenting for her mistakes.

Did Yaoyao want him to kill Ling Yue?

But Ling Yue was his first wife after all. If he really killed her, it would be Yaoyao herself who would be criticized by the world.

Jun Zechen's mind was full of thoughts. The more he thought about it, the more greedy this woman was becoming.

In the past, I said nice things and it was enough as long as I got his favor, but what about now?

In the past, even if he was angry and put on airs, she would tactfully give him a way out, but what about now?

He was actually kicked out directly!

The more he thought about it, the more Jun Zechen's heart sank.

"Anshun." Jun Zechen suddenly shouted in a deep voice with a gloomy expression.

Anshun's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty."

"Tell me, who do I favor the most in the harem?"

Jun Zechen once again asked this confusing question.

Fuquan, who was standing by, couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard this. He clearly remembered that the last time His Majesty asked this question, it was him he asked, and he said it was the Imperial Concubine, now the commoner Ling.

He deserved to die at that time. He was lucky that His Majesty did not punish him.

When Anshun heard this question, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and answered without hesitation: "Of course it's the Queen."

Who in the harem can compare to the favor of the Empress? Anshun is someone who has truly followed His Majesty and witnessed with his own eyes how His Majesty and the Empress interact with each other.

Not to mention the rare treasures and toys that were sent to the Queen every now and then, just the unique gentleness of His Majesty and the way he tried to make people happy from time to time were things he had never seen in any other concubine except the Queen.

After hearing Anshun's answer, Jun Zechen nodded with satisfaction, and the expression on his face eased slightly.

Then Jun Zechen frowned tightly again. It seemed that the problem still lay with Ling Yue.

"Anshun, Ling Yue murdered the eldest and third princes, framed the queen, imprisoned her in the cold palace, and punished her to kneel at the door of the cold palace for two hours every day to repent for her sins."

Jun Zechen said expressionlessly, paused, and then continued to instruct: "The third prince will be raised by Concubine Xian (An Jinyan)."

Although he hated Concubine Xian very much, he could see that Yaoyao had promoted Concubine Xian many times, so he thought Concubine Xian must be her person.

In that case, would Concubine Xian be happier if the third prince was given to her to raise?

"Yes, Your Majesty." Anshun responded respectfully.

"Go tell the Queen the news." Jun Zechen ordered.

"Wait, the Queen likes painting. I remember that the Grand Master sent me the four treasures of the study produced in Huzhou a few days ago. I will send them to the Queen. I will also send all the ten pieces of Shu brocade that Shuzhou paid tribute to me this year to the Queen. I will ask the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to expand the pond of Kunning Palace, and ask the people of Yulong City to send some butterfly carp here..."

Jun Zechen racked his brains to think of all the gifts he could think of, and then kept talking.

The corners of Anshun's mouth couldn't stop twitching. His Majesty was so angry just now, but now he started to find ways to coax the Queen.

"Okay, that's all. Anshun, you go to Kunning Palace in person and deliver the things. Also, be sure to tell the Queen that I will punish the commoner Ling and hand the third prince over to Consort Xian to raise."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I'll go right away." An Shun replied, then hurried out.

After Anshun left, Jun Zechen turned his attention back to the memorials and began to concentrate on dealing with today's memorials.

Time passed by minute by minute, and after more than half an hour, Anshun walked into the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, your servant pays homage." Anshun bowed respectfully.

When Jun Zechen heard Anshun's voice, he stopped writing, raised his head and looked down at Anshun.

"Get up. When the Queen saw the gift I sent her, did she say anything? How did she look?"

"Your Majesty, the Queen is very happy and smiles very gently. She also asked me to convey her gratitude to Your Majesty." Anshun's face looked a little abnormal and slightly pale.

How could he tell whether the Queen was happy or unhappy?

When Anshun went to Kunning Palace to deliver something, the queen was sitting quietly on the phoenix chair. She looked so noble and indifferent that he didn't dare to look at her for too long.

After all, the Queen in front of His Majesty and the Queen he saw from time to time were like two different people.

When the Queen saw the things sent by His Majesty, she just smiled slightly and said thank you lightly.

But he couldn't just tell His Majesty like that. Anyway, the Queen was smiling, so he just assumed that the Queen was happy.

When Jun Zechen heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Really?"

Before Anshun could respond, Jun Zechen immediately said, "I think it's almost time for dinner, let's go to the Queen's place for dinner tonight."

After saying that, he stood up and strode out.

Anshun followed His Majesty nervously, it was all over.

When Jun Zechen arrived at the gate of Kunning Palace, he looked at the tightly closed door and his face suddenly became gloomy, as if water could drip out of it.

He turned his head suddenly and glared at Anshun fiercely, his eyes seemed to want to eat someone, "Is this what you call the queen being happy?"

Anshun was also frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. When he came out of Kunning Palace, the door of Kunning Palace was not locked.

Anshun knelt down with a thump and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I presumptuously guessed your Majesty's feelings. I am guilty."

Jun Zechen stared closely at the three big characters "Kunning Palace" on the gate, his eyes as sharp as two swords.

After a long time, he turned around and said through gritted teeth: "Go back to the Qianqing Palace."