Wearing a book, hooking him up

After Ling Yue left, Su Jingyao began to struggle hard, twisting her body constantly, trying to break free from the man's restraints and get out of his arms.

"Where?"

Jun Zechen hugged her slender waist tightly. His voice was low and magnetic, carrying an invisible force that made Su Jingyao's struggle futile.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of barely perceptible displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Your Highness, we shouldn't be like this... My sister must be sad, I'm sorry for her... Woo woo..."

Su Jingyao's tears rolled down like beads from a broken string, her beautiful eyes were full of guilt and self-blame, her eyes were tearful, and people felt pity for her when they saw her.

Her face was filled with worry about Ling Yue, and her slightly trembling lips made one feel her inner pain and struggle at a glance.

"You are my concubine, and it is only natural for you to serve me. Moreover, today was an accident. I can understand that the Crown Princess was angry for a while, and you don't have to feel guilty."

Jun Zechen's tone remained calm. He stretched out his slender fingers and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Jingyao's eyes.

"Your Highness, I will go and explain this to my sister in person tomorrow."

Su Jingyao still couldn't let go and was still worried about Ling Yue's feelings.

Seeing her like this, Jun Zechen's face became even gloomier. He asked coldly, "Have you ever recognized your own identity?"

Su Jingyao was stunned when she heard this. She didn't understand the deep meaning of the man's words, and her eyes were full of doubt and confusion.

"You are my concubine. Now we are very close. Will the Crown Princess be willing to listen to your explanation?"

Jun Zechen's voice became colder and colder, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, "What's more, you secretly spent time with a man outside today, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

His heart was already filled with rage. This woman had never been able to recognize her own identity. Not only had she been entangled with other men, she had even been thinking about how to comfort Ling Yue.

His woman was only thinking about clearing up the misunderstanding between him and another woman, and he felt as if there was a stone blocking his heart, making him feel extremely depressed and uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, it was really an accident that I met Master Si today."

Su Jingyao looked at Jun Zechen innocently, her eyes full of grievance and helplessness. She really had no way to defend herself.

Jun Zechen ignored her explanation. He said this only to make her act more prudent in the future, not because he really thought that she had any unclear relationship with other men.

Jun Zechen pinched her slender waist tightly with one hand, with such force that it seemed as if he could break her waist, and with the other hand he grabbed the back of her neck, forcing her to raise her head.

"As my concubine, you should focus all your attention on me, understand?"

"How can Your Highness be so overbearing? I have put my heart on Your Highness, but Your Highness has never shown me any pity."

Su Jingyao grumbled in dissatisfaction, and her aggrieved look made people feel pity for her. Her eyes as clear as a deer looked straight at him.

"How can Yaoyao know that if you put your heart on me, I won't be moved by you?"

Jun Zechen stared at her with his deep eyes, and his ink-black eyes seemed to hide endless secrets.

Su Jingyao looked at him with her deer-like eyes, and she felt as if she was about to drown in his dark eyes that were as deep as the sea.

She slowly bent down, put her small hands gently on the man's shoulders, and whispered softly in his ear: "Can I trust your Highness?"

Jun Zechen looked at her deeply, and his dark and hoarse voice sounded in her ears, carrying an irresistible charm.

"Whether Yaoyao believes it or not, I am your only support."

Therefore, Jun Zechen has nothing to fear. He is now the crown prince, second only to the emperor and above everyone else in the country. In the future, he will become the emperor who holds power over the world and has the power to decide life and death.

Whether it is Su Jingyao or Ling Yue, they can only belong to him.

Su Jingyao's delicate body trembled violently. She knew in her heart that the man was right. He was her only support and the support of this country.

This is the rule of this world, unless she has the ability to overthrow the imperial power, but why is that necessary?

Whether it is supporting others to ascend the throne or becoming an empress herself, it is obviously a more difficult path.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to firmly grasp the heart of the man in front of her and let her son become emperor.

Su Jingyao stretched out her arms and hugged Jun Zechen's neck, and her watery eyes met Jun Zechen's gaze.

Because of their previous kiss, her wet red lips looked particularly tempting at this moment, as if silently calling out for something.

Then, she looked pitiful and said softly, "I hope Your Highness will have mercy on me."

After saying that, she took the initiative to move her beautiful red lips forward.

Jun Zechen's machismo and unspeakable desire were instantly ignited and greatly satisfied.

The woman finally began to accept him and no longer resisted him.

The two people on the bed were making love, with red waves rolling, interweaving into a charming and erotic picture, full of spring scenery.

Day two.

The bright sunlight shone through the window and fell on the bed. Su Jingyao woke up slowly in the man's warm arms.

She slowly opened her eyes, and a lively light flickered in her eyes as clear as autumn water.

Jun Zechen was still immersed in his dream and had not yet woken up.

There was a hint of cunning and calculation in Su Jingyao's eyes. Since this man asked her to focus on him yesterday, she would have to seduce him more blatantly in the future.

After such a long period of forbearance and grievance, at least now if she has a conflict with Ling Yue, Jun Zechen will no longer favor Ling Yue without a second thought like before.

After Su Jingyao opened her eyes, Jun Zechen also keenly noticed her movements.

He opened his eyes slightly and his gaze fell gently on Su Jingyao.

"Awake?" His voice was hoarse and dark, as if he had just woken up.

"Well, Your Highness, are we going back to the palace?" Su Jingyao's voice still had the laziness of just waking up, and her soft tone was filled with endless charm.

"What? You haven't stayed long enough?" Jun Zechen's mouth corners slightly raised with a barely perceptible smile.

"No, I'll get up and wash up right away."

Su Jingyao said this, and gently broke free from Jun Zechen's arms and prepared to get up.

Anshun, who had been waiting outside the door all night, heard the noise inside and walked in with Miaoyun.

"Your servant greets Your Highness, Concubine." Anshun bowed respectfully.

Anshun helped Jun Zechen wash and dress skillfully, while Miaoyun carefully helped Su Jingyao wash and change clothes behind the screen.

"Where is the Crown Princess?" Jun Zechen asked calmly, his voice seemingly devoid of emotion.

When Su Jingyao heard Jun Zechen's question, her ears immediately pricked up and she listened attentively.

"Your Highness, the Crown Princess went back to the palace on her own after getting up today. I have arranged a carriage for her." Anshun reported truthfully.

Jun Zechen frowned slightly. Ling Yue did have a bad temper, but it was also because of his original promise that led to the current situation.

He felt that he was sorry for Ling Yue, but he didn't want to change the current situation easily.

Ling Yue needs to restrain her temper. If he ascends the throne as emperor in the future, Ling Yue, as the queen, must be generous and decent.

How could he barge into the room without any regard for etiquette and not give them the slightest bit of dignity like he did last night?

After Su Jingyao had dressed herself up, she walked out gracefully wearing the aqua blue tube top dress that Miaoyun had carefully purchased yesterday.

The skirt is tied with a white silk belt embroidered with exquisite patterns, and the overall texture is very smooth.

When she put on this dress, her temperament seemed particularly outstanding and her figure was even more graceful, like a fairy descending to earth.

Every time Jun Zechen saw her like this, he would be stunned for a moment.

Seeing that he was stunned for a moment, Su Jingyao lifted her skirt and trotted towards him with brisk steps.

Then she hugged his thin waist tightly, raised her exquisite and beautiful face, and her bright watery eyes shone like stars.

"Am I pretty?" Su Jingyao's voice was clear and pleasant, as beautiful as a silver bell.

Jun Zechen seemed a little dazed by her initiative. He nodded involuntarily when he heard her question, and murmured, "There is no beauty that can surpass the beauty in the world. A beauty is pleasing to the eyes."

Su Jingyao's eyes sparkled even more because of his praise.

"It turns out that Your Highness also likes my face."

"Why are you so proactive today?"

Jun Zechen felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. After all, this little girl had never opened her heart to him before and always avoided him on purpose. Even before on the bed, he forced her to take the initiative.

Su Jingyao rubbed herself gently in his arms, and then whispered, "Because His Highness said that you are my only support, and I am trying to please you."

After she finished speaking, her cheeks flushed again, and her shy eyes were so hot that they burned Jun Zechen's heart.

Jun Zechen bent down, put his arms around her slender waist, and said gently: "Yaoyao is very obedient, I like her very much."

Jun Zechen couldn't deny that this kind of Su Jingyao made his heart beat faster.

He originally thought that she was just a noble lady bound by rules, dull and boring, but in fact, she had a changeable personality, was well versed in poetry, good at chess, spoke humorously, was charming and lovely, and had a great vision...

Every side of her delighted him and made him want to keep exploring more of her.

During the Flower Festival, the imperial court was closed for three days, so officials were able to enjoy a three-day holiday, and the prince naturally did not have to attend court.

However, the emperor's health is deteriorating, and most of the memorials now need to be handled by Jun Zechen. Even during these three days of rest, he still needs to handle government affairs.

The two of them sat in the carriage, and Su Jingyao was still sitting in the same seat she had sat in when they left the palace.

But at this moment, the Crown Princess was no longer there.

She sat upright, with her head slightly lowered, looking a little reserved.

Jun Zechen's eyes fell on her and he asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"

"I don't know how to face my sister..."

Su Jingyao bit her lower lip lightly, then slowly raised her head and looked at him, her eyes full of worry and uneasiness.

"Have I ruined the relationship between Your Highness and your sister?"

Jun Zechen didn't know how to answer her question for a moment. In fact, it was not her fault, but his problem.

Jun Zechen turned the ring on his hand, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

It was he who made the promise of love to Ling Yue when he didn't understand love yet. Neither Ling Yue nor Su Jingyao were wrong. He was the one who was wrong.

"This is a matter between me and the Crown Princess. Yaoyao, don't worry too much. I will handle it properly."

Su Jingyao frowned, her eyes drooped, her eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings, and her two index fingers were turning unconsciously.

Apparently, the man's words did not comfort her.

Seeing this, Jun Zechen sighed helplessly, then he embraced her with his big hands and gently held her on his lap.

Su Jingyao looked at him with surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"If I continue to treat you coldly, will you live your whole life in the East Palace without fighting or competing?"

Su Jingyao nodded obediently, "I like the poet Feng Menglong very much. He has a quote that awakens the world, and I always keep it in mind: 'If you don't think twice before doing something, you will regret it. If you can endure a hundred times, you will have no worries.' If Your Highness doesn't like me, I can accept it and tolerate it, and naturally I won't regard it as a matter of worry."

"She is a broad-minded woman, so sensible that it makes people feel distressed..."

Jun Zechen spoke these words very softly. If the two of them were not so close at the moment, Su Jingyao would probably have difficulty hearing them clearly.

Su Jingyao held the man's neck, "Then Your Highness, remember to love me. I don't like to cry, but what Your Highness said before was really hurtful. Even if I look up at the sky and think about the happy things in the past, I can't stop my tears from falling."

After saying that, she gently rubbed the man's neck, like a coquettish kitten.

Her words made Jun Zechen feel sour and bitter in his heart, and he wanted to protect her and pamper her.

He couldn't help but place a gentle kiss on her forehead.