Wearing a book, hooking him up

Su Jingyao unconsciously placed her hands on both sides of her body, her fingers slightly curled up. She wanted to reach out and hug him to comfort him, but just as she raised her hands a little, she stopped suddenly as if she was burned.

There was a flash of confusion and hesitation in his eyes, but he finally put down his raised hand.

If you can't treat him as Jun Zechen from your previous life, don't let him think that there is a possibility that he could fall in love with him.

Su Jingyao was helpless and said softly: "Your Majesty, have you ever thought that you are just possessive of me and you don't love me."

Her voice was soft but firm, and her eyes looked straight at Jun Zechen.

"Five years ago, you could satisfy any of my needs because they were insignificant to you, including the position of queen, because even if you hated Ling Yue, you could still let her sit on the throne of queen."

"You knew I would be sad because you favored other concubines, but you didn't care."

When she said this, she couldn't help but pause and sighed heavily: "So, you don't love me."

So, don't pretend to be so affectionate.

"For me, favoring other concubines is what an emperor should do. This does not prevent you from being my favorite and favorite."

There was a hint of anxiety in Jun Zechen's eyes. He wanted to explain but didn't know where to start.

Jun Zechen had just been reborn for more than a year, and he didn’t know what love was, let alone how to love, but he knew in his heart that she was different from other women.

Other women were his tools to continue his royal lineage and to fulfill his promise to his father.

But she is different.

"Maybe Jiaojiao is right. Five years ago, I didn't love you enough. Let's start over. In these five years, I haven't touched any woman."

Jun Zechen let her go, put his hands on her shoulders, and stared at her intently with a slightly anxious look in his eyes.

"From now on, I only want Jiaojiao."

Su Jingyao frowned, her face full of confusion.

"I faked my own death and left the palace, I deceived the emperor, and I had an affair with another man. Your Majesty, don't you care at all?"

Her voice rose a few notches, and there was a questioning tone in her words.

How come after five years, an old man becomes love-brained?

He hasn't touched a woman in these five years. Is it because her expectations of him are too low?

I actually find it incredible that Jun Zechen can do this.

When she was around, he didn't care about her mood and was intimate with other women. When she was not around, he could control himself. Is the man a masochist?

The corners of Su Jingyao's mouth twitched slightly, and a look of sarcasm appeared on her face.

Jun Zechen's eyes darkened, like a pool of deep water, difficult to fathom.

"You know you are a traitor, but why do you seem not afraid at all?"

How could he not care?

However, this woman had no idea that when he first learned that she was poisoned during childbirth and eventually died, he felt so heartbroken that it felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it hard for him to breathe.

She had no idea that he felt as if his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows when he saw her body turn into charcoal.

If she was really punished for faking her death and leaving the palace, would he have to personally order her death?

She was not afraid at all because she knew that he would never be kind to her.

Thinking of this, Jun Zechen closed his eyes helplessly and took a deep breath.

Su Jingyao pursed her lower lip, and her pink lips trembled slightly.

He brought her back and talked only about love affairs, with no intention of pursuing the matter with her, so what was she afraid of?

"Those who are loved are fearless. Your Majesty personally handed over his weak spot to me."

Her voice was low, like a wisp of smoke, and carried a hint of emotion.

"Yes, I personally handed my weakness to Jiaojiao, so Jiaojiao and I will start over. I will regard these five years as an apology to Jiaojiao, okay?"

Jun Zechen's tone instantly became extremely gentle, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Your Majesty, if you keep me by your side, aren't you afraid that I will support Xingxing to become the emperor in order to leave the palace, and then kill you with my own hands?"

Su Jingyao raised her head and stared straight at Jun Zechen with a fierce look in her eyes and clenched her teeth, as if she would really take action.

"Your Majesty, the way you are now is not what an emperor who is in charge of planning and strategizing should be like."

Her tone was cold and her face expressionless.

"With this face on my shoulders, can Jiaojiao do this?"

Jun Zechen's lips curled up into a bitter smile. He hated that someone like him occupied all her memories.

"Have I ever told Jiaojiao that I have actually been an emperor for my entire life? In this life, you are my only surprise. In the past five years, without you, I feel like I have returned to my previous life, but it is even more painful than the previous life."

Jun Zechen's voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes became distant and deep.

Because you have never obtained it in your previous life, you will not experience the pain of loss.

"It seems that there is no regret in dying at Jiaojiao's hands."

Jun Zechen held half of her face in his big hands, his eyes filled with a stubbornness that Su Jingyao couldn't understand.

Su Jingyao lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes hid the emotions in her eyes.

She had never thought that after she came back, she would see such a humble Jun Zechen. He seemed to be more and more like him...

But in the first life, when Su Jingyao saw the humble Jun Zechen, her heart was as hard as a rock and she was not moved at all.

After all, feeling sorry for a man will bring him bad luck for the rest of his life.

She always uses this sentence to remind herself.

But now seeing Jun Zechen in front of her, she couldn't recognize her own heart and really couldn't bring herself to do it.

There were mixed emotions in Su Jingyao's eyes. She would rather Jun Zechen didn't love her now.

His love is a burden to her now, and makes Su Jingyao feel that she has betrayed her promise to her lover.

Jun Zechen saw that she was silent, and although he felt disappointed, his voice became gentler.

Maybe he could impress her.

"Does Jiaojiao know about the blue gum tree?"

When Su Jingyao heard the name of the blue eucalyptus tree, she instantly grabbed the quilt tightly, and her knuckles turned white from the force.

she knows.

Sometimes I really regret that I read so many books and know everything.

Jun Zechen knew that she was knowledgeable, and when he saw her expression change slightly, he knew that she knew.

Then he read out Lan Euan's obsession in person.

"The blue eucalyptus has met the locust bird. I don't love anything else but you." The voice is soft and affectionate.

There is a tree called Eucalyptus globulus, which is poisonous and overbearing. It will kill all plants around it and only allow the stork to roost on it.

Although Jun Zechen has met many people in his two lives, the only one who makes him willing to stay and prefer is the one in front of him.

It's not a whim, but the only pursuit.

Su Jingyao never imagined that this old man was so well versed in psychological games. His affectionate confession was like a surging tide, impacting her inner defenses wave after wave, making it difficult for her to remain indifferent.

Now it seemed that if she didn't accept him, it would seem that she was being pretentious.

Su Jingyao didn't know what she was insisting on, but if she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart and couldn't regard Jun Zechen in this life and Jun Zechen in the previous two lives as the same person, she would not be able to accept him in front of her.

"I don't want to discuss this with you. Since you won't let me go free, it doesn't matter whether I love you or not."

Su Jingyao turned her head away, her fair neck stretched straight, and she stubbornly refused to look at Jun Zechen.

Jun Zechen also knew in his heart that he couldn't act too hastily, as they still had a long time to live.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

He was very patient with her.

There was silence between the two for a long time, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people feel a little breathless.

Su Jingyao suddenly remembered something, and taking advantage of Jun Zechen's calmness, she asked, "Can you release Li Jing and Zhong Li Mingchuan?"

When Jun Zechen heard Su Jingyao mention the two men, his expression, which had just relaxed, instantly froze again, and his eyes instantly became sinister.

It was just that his long but not curled eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the terrible emotion in his eyes.

Don't scare her.

"No, I want to investigate everything related to Jiaojiao thoroughly."

His voice was cold and hard, leaving no room for negotiation.

Although Su Jingyao had long known that it would be almost impossible for her to live a free life after he discovered that she had faked her death, she had already thought a lot about it when she was riding back with him just now.

The first time she was able to fake her death and leave the palace, Jun Zechen would never give her any chance again. She might really have no choice but to stay with him, but even if she had to stay with him, couldn’t he be normal?

Coercion and dominance, are all men in high positions of power these problems?

Whether it is Li Jing or Zhongli Mingchuan, they are both her friends, and she cannot let them go to jail because of her.

Su Jingyao pushed him away with force, her face instantly turning cold.

"I want to rest and go wash up."

Jun Zechen was caught off guard and was pushed aside by her sudden push.

Su Jingyao stood up and walked outside, and told the maid who had been guarding, "Get some water."

Jun Zechen sat on the bed, looking at her gloomily as she moved as if nothing had happened, as if she was in her own room, completely ignoring his existence.

She took off her headdress and jewelry with skillful movements, then walked behind the screen without hesitation to prepare for a bath.

This woman!

Jun Zechen bit his back teeth and his cheeks puffed up.

Those two men were so important that they didn’t give him any cold shoulder when he just came back, but now they were giving him the cold shoulder because of those two men.

Because Su Jingyao occupied his room, Jun Zechen went to the next room to wash up.

When he came back again, Su Jingyao was already lying quietly on the bed.

Jun Zechen raised his foot and prepared to go to bed.

Su Jingyao sat up instantly, opened her arms wide and stopped him.

"I want to sleep alone."

Her eyes were firm and her chin was slightly raised.

"This is my room."

Jun Zechen frowned and his expression became increasingly ugly.

"It's my room now."

Su Jingyao refused to give in, her eyes showing stubbornness.

"I must sleep, what can you do?"

Jun Zechen turned the ring on his hand and looked at her with his dark eyes.

"Woo, woo, you just said you loved me, but does your love mean you ignore my wishes? You don't love me at all."

Su Jingyao began to pretend to cry, rubbing her eyes with her hands, and her shoulders twitching.

"Then you should cry your tears."

Jun Zechen crossed his arms and just watched her pretending.

"So Your Majesty actually wants to see me cry. Are you happy to see me sad?"

Su Jingyao's voice became louder with a crying tone.

Jun Zechen said nothing.

She sat by the bed, pretending to cry for a whole cup of tea. Jun Zechen rubbed his eyebrows helplessly and felt a headache.

"I will release them tomorrow."

Jun Zechen finally compromised.

Su Jingyao paused while wiping her eyes, then put her hand down calmly. The expression on her face instantly returned to calm, and she moved her body to the inside of the bed.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a rest."

After saying that, she turned around and fell asleep with her back to Jun Zechen.

Jun Zechen then went up to the bed, and with his big hands, he held the person tightly in his arms.

Only when he truly felt the soft body in his arms did Jun Zechen realize that he was not dreaming. She was not dead, and she really came back.

He took a deep breath of the faint fragrance emanating from her body. The familiar smell intoxicated him. He wrapped his arms around her waist tighter, as if he was afraid that she would disappear again.

Jiaojiao, I can't let you go, why don't you stay with me?