Wearing a book, hooking him up

Su Jingyao was half lying on the beauty couch, her delicate body slightly tilted, like a graceful arc.

She gently held a chess manual in her hand, her beautiful eyes staring at the pages intently, with a gleam in her eyes. She was determined to penetrate all the mysteries in it. How could she let Jun Zechen win easily? She was determined to win this game.

Jun Zechen has been extremely intelligent since he was young, and he thinks that his talent far exceeds that of other princes, but he actually lost to her in chess.

Of course, a woman cannot always be weak. She wants Jun Zechen to always have the desire to conquer her in his heart, so she will not let him win easily.

The corners of Su Jingyao's mouth slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible sly smile.

Miaoyun, sitting on a low stool, gently and deftly kneaded Su Jingyao's thighs with moderate force.

She asked softly, "Master, His Highness will come to Xiyan Palace in the next few days. Your relationship with His Highness seems to have become much more harmonious." Her voice was gentle, with a hint of curiosity in her tone.

When Su Jingyao heard this, the curve of her lips became more obvious, revealing a faint smile and nodding slightly, but a subtle hint of deep meaning flashed in her eyes.

For her, it was far from enough.

Miaoxia leaned forward slightly and asked, "Master, the Queen summoned you to Kunning Palace yesterday and asked you to give your bloody handkerchief to Aunt Jinhua. It's obvious that she doesn't believe your words to defend the Crown Prince."

Su Jingyao's tone remained calm, as if all this was within her expectations: "I have already protected the prince. As for whether the queen believes it or not, it has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, she brushed her hair gently, her movements graceful and natural.

She had put on a good show in front of the Queen yesterday, saying all the good things about the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess. If the Queen believed it, how would she continue with her acting?

Jun Zechen's daily visit to Xiyan Palace was just a show, although Su Jingyao could sometimes catch a glimpse of his inner fluctuations.

After all, Jun Zechen's eyes sometimes flashed with admiration, and sometimes with a bit of struggle. Su Jingyao saw it all, but just pretended to know nothing.

However, Jun Zechen did have his own principles at this time. He had promised not to touch her, so he naturally would not touch her.

Still need a step down.

Look, the queen has already set up the ladder.

Su Jingyao opened her red lips and asked, "Has Your Highness been invited by the Queen to Kunning Palace today?" She asked in a soft and casual voice.

"After His Highness finished handling state affairs today, the Empress invited His Highness to Kunning Palace, and he has not returned yet."

A cunning gleam flashed in Su Jingyao's beautiful eyes.

I really hope that the Queen can give her a surprise.

Night falls quietly and the cold moon hangs high in the sky.

Aunt Jinhua carefully supported the Crown Prince, who was shaking and having difficulty standing, and came to Xiyan Palace.

Su Jingyao, who had just finished bathing, was wearing a tight-fitting bright red tulle skirt, and her pretty face was full of astonishment.

"Aunt, what's wrong with His Highness?" There was a hint of anxiety in her voice.

A barely perceptible look of strangeness flashed across Aunt Jinhua's face, but she quickly regained her composure.

She said softly, "Today, the Queen Mother invited Your Highness to taste the newly-tributed Prajna wine from foreign countries. Your Highness drank a few more cups and may be a little drunk. Please, Concubine Su, serve you well. Thank you for your hard work."

After Su Jingyao responded humbly, she quickly stepped forward and took Jun Zechen from Aunt Jinhua.

She supported him carefully and walked towards the bedroom with slightly slow steps.

After entering the bedroom, Su Jingyao gently placed Jun Zechen on the bed and stared at his closed eyes, feeling a little doubtful.

She leaned in closer and sniffed carefully, but could not detect any smell of alcohol on him at all.

Haha, as expected, how could he be drunk?

Presumably the Queen had used other means. Her only goal was to make Jun Zechen consummate his marriage with her, so it was naturally impossible for her to let Jun Zechen get drunk or even unconscious.

Su Jingyao thought thoughtfully.

Then, she calmly ordered, "Miaoyun, Miaoxue, help His Highness wash up."

After Miaoyun and Miaoxue had dealt with Jun Zechen, Su Jingyao slowly stood up and moved to the outer hall.

"Miaoyun, when you hear His Highness wake up, go tell the Crown Princess that His Highness drank with the Queen today and got drunk, and ask the Crown Princess to come and take His Highness to Qiluan Palace in person."

Miaoyun heard this and showed a puzzled expression on her face. She asked softly, "Master, why did you invite the Crown Princess? Didn't the Queen send His Highness to Xiyan Palace to create an opportunity for you?"

Su Jingyao smiled slightly, her smile revealing some intelligence and deep meaning. She explained softly: "Miaoyun, only by casting a long line can you catch a big fish. Just do as I say."

"Yes, master." Miaoxue replied respectfully.

After Su Jingyao finished giving her instructions, she slowly returned to the bedroom.

She sat on the head of the bed with a graceful figure, crossed her legs, and leaned sideways, her delicate body leaning softly against the headboard. Her beautiful eyes were like autumn water, flowing and looking at Jun Zechen wantonly.

Sure enough, as she expected, Jun Zechen's face gradually flushed, and his hands began to tear off his outer robe unconsciously.

It seems that the drug has taken effect. She is worthy of being the queen and a master of palace fighting. She can even get such a powerful aphrodisiac.

Jun Zechen suddenly opened his eyes, the fire in his body was like a surging wave, madly eroding his sanity.

He never expected that his mother would plot against him in this way!

Jun Zechen's eyes were as cold as ice, staring at Su Jingyao who was so close to him like a hawk, and he even began to doubt whether she was in cahoots with the queen mother.

"Your Highness, are you awake?" Su Jingyao asked softly with a look of surprise on her face when she saw him wake up.

"Why am I here?"

Jun Zechen's voice was low, like the water in a cold pond, icy cold to the bone.

"It was Aunt Jinhua who sent His Highness here."

Su Jingyao looked at his terrifying eyes, and a trace of panic involuntarily appeared on her pretty face.

Jun Zechen frowned, his mind in a mess, not knowing whether he should believe her.

He secretly used his internal strength to forcibly suppress the restlessness that surged up like a wild horse. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turned slightly white due to the force, and his eyes became more sinister and terrifying.

"Pour me a cup of tea."

Su Jingyao stood up hurriedly, her steps a little unsteady, and quickly poured a cup of tea, then carefully held it and handed it to Jun Zechen.

Jun Zechen leaned against the head of the bed, took the tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

He closed his eyes tightly, his chest heaved violently, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

The cold tea was like a drop in the bucket, completely unable to extinguish the burning heat in his body.

He just felt as if he was surrounded by an unknown fire, wanting to vent but having nowhere to release it.

The faint fragrance emanating from Su Jingyao lingered around him like light smoke, appearing and disappearing, stirring his heart.

The anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt. Even though he knew that Su Jingyao might not be aware of his mother's actions, his anger was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, gushing out at her uncontrollably.

Jun Zechen suddenly turned over and pressed Su Jingyao under him with his muscular body. His gloomy eyes were like the sky before a storm, depressing and terrifying, and he stared at her intently.

"Are you very proud? Do you want me to touch you? Did you team up with my mother to drug me?"

Facing Jun Zechen's questioning, Su Jingyao's eyes widened in shock, and then a layer of mist quickly filled her eyes. She bit her lower lip tightly with her teeth and tilted her head to one side.

She opened her red lips slightly, her voice as soft as a mosquito, yet clearly audible: "I have never done anything to plot against Your Highness."

Jun Zechen exuded a cold aura. He used his arms to forcefully straighten her head. His eyes were as hot as fire, burning with endless desire, and he locked his eyes with hers tightly.

He said coldly, "I will fulfill your wish tonight and consummate our marriage. How about that?"

The voice was cold, without any emotion.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the woman's delicate lips fiercely.

Su Jingyao was caught off guard and was stunned by the sudden attack. Her beautiful eyes widened and her face was full of shock.

But after only a moment, she came to her senses and hurriedly used both hands to try to push away his broad, solid chest, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The man's strength is indestructible, not to mention that he is now drugged.

The uncontrollable anger raged between his lips and teeth, as if he wanted to conquer her completely. Jun Zechen had never thought that the lips of a young girl would be so soft and sweet.

His mind gradually became fuzzy, his rationality was devoured, and his eyes became more and more blurred, as if they had lost focus.

Su Jingyao's watery gaze moved slightly upwards, just in time to catch a glimpse of a figure outside the bedroom door.

It’s finally here.

She raised her red lips slightly, as if she had something in mind.

Then, her struggle became more violent, but a barely perceptible light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She cried out in a tender voice: "Your Highness...Your Highness, you are drunk. I am Su Jingyao, not your sister. Please let me go, Your Highness..."

There was a hint of crying and grievance in her voice.

Jun Zechen's mind had been clouded by the drugs at this point, and he had no idea why the person who had just been submissive was now resisting even more fiercely.

In order to prevent her from continuing to struggle, he used one hand to domineeringly hold the woman's struggling little hands tightly together, making her unable to move.

A deep voice rang in her ears: "I am not drunk, I am sober, you are Yaoyao, my concubine!"

Su Jingyao raised her eyebrows slightly. After being confused, this man actually called her Yaoyao. Did he have some intentions towards her?

How funny.

She instantly put on a look of innocence on her face and her voice was soft and gentle.

"No, Your Highness is my sister's husband. Since I entered the East Palace, I have received a lot of care and companionship from my sister. I am very grateful to her. I don't want to do anything to hurt her."

"I have sent someone to invite my sister. She will be here soon. Your Highness, please don't do this... let me go..."

Su Jingyao said words of refusal, but her delicate body was struggling. Her panic-stricken look made people want to love her even more.

Jun Zechen couldn't listen to what the woman said at this moment.

He only knew that Su Jingyao in front of him was trying her best to reject him, but now she was deeply attracted to him, and her voice was filled with irrepressible eagerness.

"I am the prince, and you are my woman. What qualifications do you have to reject me?"

Ling Yue could no longer stay outside the bedroom. Her body was trembling slightly, like a flower swaying in the wind, which could wither at any time.

Is this what Jun Zechen told her, that coming to Xiyan Palace every day is just a show?

Is this the husband who always said he loved her and promised to be with her forever?

She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes filled with despair and pain, and crystal tears slowly slid down her pale cheeks.

Ah Ze, has he already fallen in love with Su Jingyao?

Ling Yue clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but he seemed to feel no pain.

Then she turned around slowly, her steps staggering as if she had lost all her strength.

Su Jingyao felt that the people outside the hall had left, so she simply stopped pretending.

Her body trembled involuntarily under the dog man's kiss.

She was used to eating delicious food in modern times, but when she came to ancient times, she was still a pure and innocent girl.

Although I have some aspirations for sex, today is not the right time.

After more than ten years, she has almost forgotten some of the plots of this book and can only roughly remember the direction of the story.

The Queen drugged Jun Zechen and he was sent to Xiyan Palace. Everything that happened today made the dusty memories in her mind gradually clear up.

In the book, after Jun Zechen drugged the original owner and consummated his marriage, he did not treat the original owner well at all when he woke up the next day. He even thought that she was scheming and not a good person.

Although the Queen was the one who drugged the prince, the relationship between the prince and the Queen was deep.

Naturally, he would not blame his mother at all, but the original owner's fate was not so lucky.

Before consummating the marriage, the original owner could still live quietly in the East Palace.

After the marriage was consummated, the prince's obvious dislike for her quickly spread throughout the palace.

The original owner not only suffered from the plight of having his food withheld, but even the charcoal fire for heating in the winter was withheld.

He even cut off the original owner's connection with the Shangshu Mansion. Jun Zechen's character of wanting someone to live when he loves them and wanting someone to die when he hates them was fully demonstrated.

Jun Zechen would never tolerate himself being schemed against by the women in the harem.

Just as Su Jingyao's thoughts were drifting away, Jun Zechen seemed to be keenly aware of her uneasiness, and with a hint of punishment, he wanted to go a step further.

However, because Su Jingyao no longer resisted, Jun Zechen's strength involuntarily relaxed a little.

Su Jingyao seized the opportunity and slipped out from under him as nimbly as a cat. Then she turned over quickly and got off the bed steadily.

She casually gathered her messy clothes, then softly called Miaoyun into the room.

"Master, are you sure you want to use the 'Hundred Poisons Clear' on His Highness? Madam spent hundreds of gold coins to get this especially for you from the female doctor."

"This 'Bai Du Qing' can eliminate most of the toxins on the market. Your Highness was just poisoned by an aphrodisiac this time. Master, why don't you take advantage of this opportunity..."

Su Jingyao interrupted Miaoyun, "Give me the antidote, I know what's going on, you can get out now."

There was no trace of emotion on her face, and her tone was calm and firm.

"Yes, master."

Miaoyun knew that her master had been smart since childhood, so she would not give too much advice on things that her master had decided.

Su Jingyao calmly took the pill out of the bottle, put it into Jun Zechen's mouth, gently lifted his head, and slowly poured in a glass of water.

The effect of the pill gradually took effect in Jun Zechen's body, and the originally intense blush on his face slowly receded like a tide.

Su Jingyao stared quietly at Jun Zechen who had fallen into a deep sleep. The corners of her mouth involuntarily curled downwards slightly, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

Humph, sooner or later this hateful man will have to return the money to her, even though a hundred gold coins are not a lot of money to her.

Su Jingyao is not short of money, not only because she is the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, but also because of her own planning.

She is an ambitious modern person who has lived in ancient times for fifteen years. How could she easily entrust her fate entirely to her family?

Among the aristocratic families in the capital, many people know that the eldest daughter of the Su family is extremely kind-hearted.

Of course it was because whenever the country encountered natural disasters or man-made disasters, she, Su Jingyao, was always the one who silently donated money.

Not only that, she would also personally select the site and organize manpower to build comfortable houses for the victims.

And all she did was done in a very low-key and covert manner.

She walked a fine line, not letting high-ranking officials at court think she was being too ostentatious, but also ensuring that her good deeds would be known if anyone looked closely.

Her image among the various aristocratic families in the capital is naturally that of a daughter of the Su family who is as calm as a chrysanthemum, does not pursue fame or wealth, and only seeks to be open-minded and peaceful in her heart.

But how could Su Jingyao be a kind-hearted person? She does everything only for her own benefit.

Her most important goal is to train her own personnel, selecting some smart and capable children from the disaster victims, training them and having them work for her.

Her parents were unaware of this matter, but her brother Su Jingxuan knew a little about it. However, he didn't actually know what properties Su Jingyao owned. It was just that when Su Jingyao was not convenient to come forward, Su Jingxuan would handle it on her behalf.

Su Jingyao's most profitable industry at present is to provide the most luxurious care services to the young ladies of various aristocratic families.

Women's money is the easiest to earn. As a woman herself, she naturally knows the appeal of the bottles and jars on her dressing table to women.

Su Jingyao collected her thoughts and looked at the man lying on the bed.

Then she bent down slightly and gently took off the man's already messy clothes one by one.

After finishing, she calmly took off her clothes, leaving only her underwear, then lifted the quilt and lightly lay down in it.

She slowly leaned her head on the man's solid chest, like a well-behaved cat, gently closed her eyes, and rested peacefully.

I am really looking forward to the expression Jun Zechen will show when he wakes up tomorrow morning.