Transmigrated, Enticing Him to Ascend

Crown Prince Jun Zechen, the Empress's legitimate son, was young and accomplished. At fifteen, he was honored as Crown Prince, and at seventeen, he led an army to war, achieving swift victory. ...

Chapter 81 Wishes

The banquet ended successfully before the beginning of the evening.

Jun Zechen looked calm and walked with firm steps, taking Su Jingyao straight towards the carriage that had been secretly prepared.

After the two stepped into the carriage, Su Jingyao frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt on her face.

"Your Majesty, I have not yet changed out of my palace dress."

Su Jingyao spoke softly, her eyes full of inquiry.

"I have ordered people to prepare common clothes inside. Let Miaoxia help you change." Jun Zechen said slowly with a gentle tone.

Looking at this carriage, it is extremely spacious, with the inside and outside separated by an exquisite screen.

Su Jingyao nodded slightly, then led Miaoxia inside and started to change her clothes.

Not long after, she came out gracefully, wearing a moon-white shirt with delicate patterns embroidered with silver threads that sparkled in the candlelight. She was covered with a layer of light pink gauze, just like a fairy descending into the world, otherworldly and otherworldly.

At this time, Jun Zechen also changed into a green folk robe, which made him look more handsome and free and easy.

After Miaoxia left, Su Jingyao moved lightly and sat on Jun Zechen's legs, then she stretched out her arms and hugged his neck.

She asked in a tender voice, "Where are you taking Yaoyao today?"

"Doesn't Yaoyao go to Linlang Street to make a wish every year during the Flower Festival? How about I take Yaoyao with me this year?"

Jun Zechen replied with a smile, his eyes full of doting.

"Okay." Su Jingyao responded sweetly.

Every time Jun Zechen was with her, he couldn't help wanting to get close to her.

At this moment, he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her tender red lips. He wished he could hold the delicate woman tightly in his arms and ravage her at will.

Miaoxia could hear His Majesty's deep and magnetic voice outside the carriage, but it was difficult for her to hear what he said specifically.

From time to time, you can hear the master's gentle laughter and the sounds of scolding and playing.

Even though she didn't know what the two of them whispered to each other in private, she still blushed.

She glanced at Anshun, who was sitting calmly beside her, and quickly suppressed her emotions.

Two quarters of an hour passed quietly, and the carriage they were riding in drove smoothly to Linlang Street.

"Third Master, Madam, we are here."

After Anshun stopped the carriage, he called out softly, with a hint of trance in his voice.

At this time last year, the word "Madam" was still addressed to Concubine Ling, but now everything has changed and the people have changed, which makes people sigh.

"Husband, stop messing around, we're here."

Su Jingyao's cheeks were flushed like ripe apples, her eyes were filled with shyness and coquettishness, and she was even a little embarrassed to get off the carriage.

Jun Zechen smiled dotingly, took out a veil and wrapped it around her beautiful face.

He said with a smile on his face: "Madam's beauty is enough for me to appreciate."

When Su Jingyao heard this, she glared at him with affection and reproach in her beautiful eyes.

Afterwards, Jun Zechen took her hand and helped her get off the carriage.

Under the Bodhi tree, there are still many people who are eager to pass the flower order, get five-colored paper to write down their wishes and hang them on the Bodhi tree.

Su Jingyao looked at the flower-ordering stage again and seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly became a little lonely.

Jun Zechen keenly noticed her abnormality, and a hint of worry immediately appeared in his eyes.

"How about my master accompany my wife to perform the flower order today?" Jun Zechen asked softly.

Su Jingyao forced a smile and said, "Husband, I don't want to go to the red festival this year. Can we go shopping in Linlang Street?"

"If my husband has any wish to hang on the Bodhi tree, then I will accompany him."

"What's wrong? Don't you come here every year? Why don't you want to come this year?"

Su Jingyao pursed her lips and said softly, "I just feel that this is not quite accurate..."

Jun Zechen frowned slightly, and her three wishes from last year suddenly came to her mind.

The third one is definitely not correct...

Then he said firmly: "It doesn't matter. This year, whatever wish Yaoyao made, I will help you realize it."

After saying that, Jun Zechen ignored Su Jingyao's resistance, took her hand domineeringly, and led her to the stage.

The old man standing on the stage was still the same old man from last year. The amazing thing was that he still remembered Su Jingyao.

"My lady, you went on stage alone last year. Could it be that your wish to be rewarded with red last year has come true?"

As the old man spoke, he looked Jun Zechen up and down with a teasing look.

There was suddenly an imperceptible change in Su Jingyao's expression. Her slightly furrowed brows and dim eyes revealed some of the turmoil in her heart.

When Jun Zechen heard the old man's words, his face suddenly darkened.

Can this old man speak?

The eyes as deep as a pool were fixed on the old man. The old man felt a chill and then felt a little embarrassed. He quickly closed his mouth and said no more.

"Then let the game begin."

As these words fell, Jun Zechen was like a fish in water in the flower order, as if he had launched a dimensionality reduction attack on other people.

Su Jingyao stood quietly behind him the whole time, and she didn't need to put in any effort at all.

In just a quarter of an hour, Jun Zechen easily won the game.

The old man held the note, his face full of smiles, and said flatteringly: "Congratulations, young master and madam, you two are both talented people, you are really a perfect match."

Jun Zechen had a blank expression on his face. He held Su Jingyao's hand with one hand and took the paper with the other. He just nodded slightly and took Su Jingyao off the stage.

Si Nanyu, who was sitting under the stage, looked at the man and woman who looked like a fairy couple, and he fell into a trance for a moment.

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