The thirteenth year of Chongwu.

It has been a year since Su Jingyao ascended to the imperial court.

During this year, she was like a bright star, shining brightly in the court.

His eyes were determined, and every word and proposal he made was powerful.

Faced with those ministers who initially disobeyed her, she was neither humble nor arrogant, and gradually conquered them with her unique insights and outstanding strength.

She is not a weak canary who relies on Jun Zechen, but a queen who can stand on her own even without Jun Zechen's protection.

Jun Yihuan has gradually begun to get involved in court affairs over the years.

Thanks to his memories from his previous life, he was naturally adept at handling state affairs.

He was both familiar and unfamiliar with his father and mother in this life, but what surprised him was that his father in this life actually elevated his mother to the position of Empress!

The two of them governed together and accepted worship from officials and people.

Jun Yihuan's heart was filled with waves, and he felt more and more that perhaps he was not reborn in the world he was familiar with in this life, but was reincarnated into another strange world where there was also a father and a mother.

The father in this world is more mature and stable, like a towering mountain, worthy of admiration.

I heard from Miaoyun that my mother in this life was arrogant and domineering when she first entered the Eastern Palace.

He had never seen such a mother in his previous life.

Ever since he could remember, his mother had always been very gentle and dignified, like a blooming lily, exuding an elegant aura.

But no matter which life she lived, the Queen Mother lived freely and happily without suffering any grievances.

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Today is the birthday party.

Su Jingyao carefully organized a grand birthday banquet for Jun Zechen.

Throughout the banquet, the concubines were harmonious, the ministers were excited, and they toasted each other, clinked glasses, and sang and danced.

For this banquet, Su Jingyao prepared ten large-scale programs, meaning perfection.

Some of the programs were selected from the public. The performers performed with simple enthusiasm, excited smiles on their faces, but also respect and fear for the royal family.

Performing in the palace would make them famous throughout the dynasty!

Some of them were programs that the Jiaofangsi had trained for several months. The dancers were light and graceful, like dancing butterflies, and every movement was extremely graceful.

The musicians played their instruments with full concentration; the melodious tunes echoed in the air, intoxicating people.

Each show is unique and eye-catching.

After the banquet, Jun Zechen and Su Jingyao returned to the Palace of Heavenly Purity hand in hand.

The flickering warm candlelight made the entire palace look like a dream.

The two of them slowly stepped into the bathtub, and the steaming mist spread out like a layer of gauze.

Jun Zechen hugged the woman in his arms, his fingertips sliding across her silky skin. The delicate touch made his heart tremble slightly.

He lowered his head to her neck and greedily sniffed the subtle fragrance emanating from her. This familiar and alluring smell seemed to be the pull of fate, allowing Jun Zechen to hold on to her tightly in this life and not miss her.

The two of them soaked in the water, and after a while, Jun Zechen's hands began to become restless.

The fingers moved gently, with endless desire.

Su Jingyao's delicate body trembled slightly, and she quickly reached out to hold down his rebellious hand.

She whispered, "No, I have another gift for my husband tonight."

If she messed around with Jun Zechen at this time, she would not be able to give away the gift she had carefully prepared tonight.

Jun Zechen pretended not to hear anything. He rested his head lightly on Su Jingyao's shoulder, closed his eyes, and gently touched her skin with his warm lips. The feather-soft kiss made Su Jingyao's heart skip a beat.

"Jiaojiao is my best gift." His voice was hoarse, and he tried to seduce her deliberately.

Su Jingyao shook her head slightly and said seriously, "I'm serious. I've been preparing this gift for a long time. Do you really not want it, my husband?"

Jun Zechen stopped kissing and opened his eyes slightly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

In the past few years, on his birthday, although the birthday gifts she gave him every year were very thoughtful and innovative, Jun Zechen liked them very much, but he never mentioned that she had prepared for a long time.

"Then I'll look forward to it."

Two quarters of an hour later, more than a dozen palace maids came in one after another and served the emperor and empress.

Su Jingyao put on a long robe with a soft texture. This was a women's robe specially made by the Fashion Bureau for her convenience.

It was a long-sleeved, loose-fitting style that only required a belt to be tied around the waist, as she really felt that wearing a skirt was too troublesome.

Su Jingyao stretched out her arms slightly and let the palace maids tidy up her clothes, with laziness and casualness revealed in her eyes.

The two came out of the bath, and Su Jingyao walked to the couch and sat down.

She lifted her legs, crossed them and placed them on the couch, one hand naturally supporting the soft pillow, her whole body appearing lazy.

The black hair was still a little wet, and a few strands of hair fell casually beside her cheeks, adding a bit of charm.

"Husband, sit down."

Jun Zechen walked over and sat down opposite her as he was told.

"I want to play a game with my husband. Only if he guesses correctly can he receive a gift."

Su Jingyao supported her face with one hand and tilted her head slightly. Her face, which had just been bathed, was as delicate as porcelain under the candlelight, with a soft luster.

Her eyes were bright and lively, and she looked at him with a sweet smile.

Jun Zechen looked at her like this and shook his head helplessly.

"Jiaojiao, I'm afraid this game is not easy to win."

"Well, Your Majesty guessed it right, but there is no reward." Su Jingyao blinked mischievously.

"Today's game is called Shefu, and the rules of the game are..."

Su Jingyao opened her mouth slowly and explained the rules of the game carefully. This game is actually a super difficult mode of guessing puzzles. The rules of the game are exactly the same as the game of shooting covers in Dream of Red Mansions.

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