Chapter 14 Seduction

An Shun, accompanied by a group of guards dressed in fancy dress, anxiously inquired along the way and asked people around him from time to time, looking as if he wanted to dig out every detail.

Even with her veil on, Concubine Su stood out in the crowd. She had a graceful figure, and every move she made exuded a unique aura that made people unable to help but take a few more glances at her.

Soon, several people reported that a woman in a green dress had appeared on Linlang Street.

After Jun Zechen received the news, he immediately rushed to Linlang Street without stopping.

His face was stern and he said nothing.

"Master, according to previous investigations on the Second Madam, her brother would take her to the Bodhi tree at the end of Linlang Street every year to admire the red flowers. Today, many people saw a woman in a green dress on Linlang Street. I guess the Second Madam went to the Bodhi tree."

An Shun's words rang in Jun Zechen's ears, and then he raised his feet and walked quickly towards the Bodhi tree.

Jun Zechen naturally knew about the Bodhi tree, as he had taken Ling Yue there last year.

When he arrived under the Bodhi tree, the place was still as lively and bustling as in previous years, with a crowd of people.

People gathered around the stage, discussing something excitedly.

Jun Zechen frowned, feeling a little anxious. With so many people around, how could he find her?

Just when he was having a difficult time, he looked up and saw that the woman was actually on the stage.

At this time, Su Jingyao had just completed three rounds of flower-playing, and a respected old man on the stage happened to announce that Su Jingyao won and could hang paper scrolls on the Bodhi tree.

The old man had a kind face. He walked slowly to Su Jingyao and said with a smile, "Miss, you are knowledgeable. You have won three rounds. You can choose three colors for the five-color paper."

"Red, yellow and blue, please. Thanks."

Su Jingyao's voice is clear and pleasant, like the sound of a silver bell.

She took the paper bundle from the old man, her face filled with a brilliant smile that even the veil could not hide. Her eyes were bright and clear, as if thousands of stars were twinkling in them.

Su Jingyao walked off the stage, and Si Nanyu squeezed through the crowd and came to the front early because she was on the stage.

Su Jingyao also saw him, put on a bright smile, and proudly showed off the paper in her hand in front of Si Nanyu.

Her movements were light and cheerful, like a happy little bird. "I got it!" Her voice was full of joy and pride.

Si Nanyu stared blankly at Su Jingyao, whose eyes seemed to be as bright and dazzling as thousands of stars. He was dazed for a moment, but soon came to his senses.

When Jun Zechen saw Su Jingyao on the stage, he originally wanted to walk over, but Su Jingyao actually walked straight towards a man.

His steps suddenly stopped and his eyes darkened.

An Shun obviously also saw this scene, and his heart skipped a beat. It was all over, it was all over. Isn't Concubine Su just adding fuel to the fire?

Then, seeing the woman being relaxed and happy in front of the man, Jun Zechen's face became terribly gloomy, his eyes were as sharp as a storm, and he stared at Su Jingyao.

He clenched his fists, veins bulged on his arms, and tried his best to control his emotions.

The people around him were frightened by the man's aura and began to move away unconsciously, fearing that they would anger this scary man.

Su Jingyao took the scented tea that Si Nanyu had prepared earlier. The tea was served in an exquisite porcelain cup, with wisps of hot steam rising from it, exuding a faint jasmine scent.

Su Jingyao went to compete on the stage. While she was waiting, Si Nanyu thoughtfully bought her some scented tea. This was the jasmine tea that Su Jingyao drank every year.

After Su Jingyao took the scented tea, a bright smile appeared on her face, as bright and charming as the warm spring sunshine.

Her eyes curved into crescents, full of tenderness and gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Si."

Having said that, she gently picked up the porcelain cup and took a sip with her small red lips. Then the two of them walked to the back of the stage, where many people who had won the flower-flower competition were holding paper ribbons and were preparing to hang them on the Bodhi tree.

Jun Zechen had already walked to the Bodhi tree in advance. He stood there quietly. The black robe made his posture look tall and straight, but he exuded a terrifying aura that made people afraid to approach him.

The people around him seemed to feel the pressure emanating from him and they all retreated away unconsciously.

As soon as Su Jingyao passed by, she saw Jun Zechen. Her body suddenly stiffened and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

The moment the two looked at each other, Su Jingyao was stunned and startled. The flower tea in her hand accidentally fell, and the tea splashed out, wetting the hem of her skirt.

"Miss Su, are you okay?"

Si Nanyu's attention has always been on Su Jingyao. Seeing her suddenly lose her composure, he asked hurriedly with concern.

He didn't see Jun Zechen. Seeing Su Jingyao staring blankly in one direction, he followed her gaze and looked in the same direction. The moment he saw Jun Zechen, his expression instantly became complicated, and a hint of surprise and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Then he took two steps back, keeping a distance between himself and Su Jingyao. Looking at the terrifying look in the Crown Prince's eyes, he naturally couldn't cause any trouble for Su Jingyao.

He looked at Su Jingyao with some worry and sighed inwardly.

I really don't know what kind of life she has lived in the East Palace. The prince is so cold and indifferent. Su Jingyao has been raised as a spoiled child and loved by everyone. How can she stand such treatment?

Su Jingyao looked at Jun Zechen's cold eyes, and a wave of bitterness surged in her heart.

She walked forward slowly, step by step, towards Jun Zechen, and only stopped when she was in front of Jun Zechen.

She felt a little nervous and called softly, "Husband...husband..." There was a slight tremor in her voice, like a flower swaying in the wind.

"You still know that I am your husband? You sneaked away during the Flower Festival just to date another man?"

Jun Zechen's tone was flat without a trace of emotion, but his aura was cold and sharp, as if to freeze everything around him.

Si Nanyu followed behind Su Jingyao and bowed to Jun Zechen, "I just happened to meet Miss Su under the Bodhi tree, please don't misunderstand me." There was a hint of respect in his voice, but he could not hide the helplessness in his heart.

When Jun Zechen heard Si Nanyu's words defending her, the anger in his heart rose, but he remained calm on the surface, only his aura was frighteningly low.

"Husband, I come to the Bodhi tree every year to admire the flowers. Today is just a coincidence."

Su Jingyao raised her head slightly and looked at Jun Zechen firmly, her deer-like eyes clear and innocent.

Jun Zechen knew in his heart that Su Jingyao would not dare to date a man outside of her privately, but when he came over and saw the young lady's relaxed and comfortable smile towards Si Nanyu, he felt deeply jealous.

It seemed that this woman had never laughed so happily and so sincerely in front of him.

"Master Si, please go back. My wife and I have something to discuss, and outsiders are not allowed to be present."

Jun Zechen's voice was cold and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

Si Nanyu heard the rejection in Jun Zechen's voice, and he did not dare to confront the prince head-on. After looking at Su Jingyao worriedly, he bowed and left.

As soon as Si Nanyu left, Jun Zechen immediately grabbed her hand and was about to leave.

His hands were very strong, tightly holding Su Jingyao's wrists, as if to crush her bones. Su Jingyao only felt pain in her wrists. She tried to struggle, "Husband... it hurts... where are you taking me?"

"Home, of course. Where else do you want to go?"

Jun Zechen's eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked at her without a trace of emotion.

"I want to hang the paper strips on the Bodhi tree. Can you wait for me, my husband?"

A layer of mist gradually appeared in Su Jingyao's eyes, and the mist was hazy, as if it would condense into tears and roll down at any time. She looked at Jun Zechen pleadingly, with expectation in her eyes.

Jun Zechen's gaze fell on the paper in her hand, and after a moment, moved to her pitiful face. His dark eyes were as deep as the abyss, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

Su Jingyao felt that the man's grip on her hand loosened a little, and she took the opportunity to quickly exert a little force to pull her hand out of his control.

She lowered her head, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings, and said softly, "Thank you, husband."

Having said that, Su Jingyao walked to the side of the table, on which were placed the four treasures of the study, for people to write blessings on paper.

Jun Zechen followed her with an indifferent look on his face, like a shadow.

The scholar, who was originally sitting at the table, saw a woman with outstanding temperament and fairy-like appearance coming, and he had an urge to strike up a conversation with her. However, when he saw Jun Zechen's stern face, he immediately fell silent and shut his mouth.

Su Jingyao picked up the brush and was about to write, but she felt Jun Zechen staring at her from behind.

She bit her lip, turned her head, and whispered, "Husband, your wish will not work if you are seen."

There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone, and her meaning was obvious: she wanted Jun Zechen not to look at her wish for a blessing.

Jun Zechen looked at her deeply, then turned around silently, with his back to her, leaving her with an indifferent back.

Su Jingyao breathed a sigh of relief, her expression soothed and relaxed, then she picked up the brush and carefully wrote a blessing on each piece of paper.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly like a small fan, her eyes were focused and gentle, as if she had integrated all her wishes into every stroke.

After writing, Su Jingyao carefully held the paper in her hands, then stepped on the ladder and climbed up steadily step by step.

After climbing up the ladder, he hung the paper strips on the Bodhi tree, moving them very gently as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.

Jun Zechen silently memorized the location of her paper bundle, and then stood there quietly waiting for her to come down.

After a while, Su Jingyao came down from the ladder. Her steps were a little unsteady. Seeing this, Jun Zechen immediately stepped forward and held her hand.

Su Jingyao struggled a little and said, "Husband, I can walk by myself, can you let me go?"

"Leave by yourself? And then sneak away?" Jun Zechen's words contained a hint of sarcasm, and he was not polite at all.

Su Jingyao was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to refute him.

She bit her lip and said helplessly, "Husband, my skirt is wet..."

It didn't matter if her clothes got wet outside the palace, but after returning to the palace, she couldn't behave in any way in front of the servants.

Jun Zechen lowered his head and glanced at the hem of her skirt. It was there that she was frightened when she saw him, and the scented tea in her hand fell to the ground and got wet.

The hem of her skirt was not only wet but also stained, making her look a little shabby.

He naturally knew that Su Jingyao was very concerned about her image, so he said, "The Mofeng Building is in front of us. I'll take you there to wash up."

Having said that, he turned around and told Miaoyun, who had been following Su Jingyao, "Go prepare a set of clothes."

The reason why Jun Zechen instructed Miaoyun was because Miaoyun knew best what kind of dresses were suitable for Su Jingyao.

Miaoyun responded, bowed and left.

Jun Zechen held Su Jingyao's hand tightly and walked towards Mofeng Tower.

Su Jingyao's gaze fell on the plaque of Mofeng Tower, and a subtle hint of deep meaning flashed in her eyes.

The waiter of Mofenglou attentively took Jun Zechen and Su Jingyao to an exquisite room.

He said in a flattering tone, "Young Master and Madam, this is the flower tea that Mofenglou prepared specially for the Flower Festival. Young Master and Madam can enjoy it."

There seemed to be a deeper meaning in the waiter's words, but Jun Zechen was still immersed in his anger at the moment. He sat on the stool expressionlessly, with frowned brows and a gloomy face, and did not respond to the waiter's words at all.

Su Jingyao smiled softly, her smile as warm as the spring breeze, and she said softly: "Okay, I like scented tea anyway, I will try it."

Having said that, she gracefully picked up the teacup and took a sip of the scented tea.

Afterwards, Su Jingyao walked with light steps behind the screen, preparing to take off her stained dress.

After the waiter saw the woman drink the tea, he immediately turned to Jun Zechen, who remained silent, and continued to flatter him, "Sir, your wife is so beautiful. You are so lucky tonight."

"What do you mean?" Jun Zechen frowned even more tightly, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"Young master, today is the Flower Festival, and many young couples come to Mo Feng Tower to drink tea and flirt. We have put some things that can enhance pleasure in this flower tea, so you can enjoy it tonight." The waiter explained with a smile on his face.

Jun Zechen was startled, and suddenly raised his head, glaring angrily, "What did you say!"

Seeing that the man was not only unhappy but also angry, the waiter's face changed and he said in panic, "Sir, aren't you husband and wife? I just heard the lady calling your husband and thought you two were here too... That's why..."

Jun Zechen's face darkened and he shouted angrily, "Get out."

The waiter didn't know how he had offended the customer and quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes." Then he retreated tremblingly.

After leaving, he was still muttering, "Aren't they husband and wife? If they hadn't booked the best room in Mofeng Tower, they might not have had this scented tea with added ingredients."

Jun Zechen had very good hearing, so he naturally heard what the waiter was saying outside the door. His face became even gloomier.

Su Jingyao was naturally aware of the rules of Mofeng Tower on the Flower Festival.

This Mo Feng Tower was originally run by Li Jing. Whether it was deliberately dirtying her dress to get Jun Zechen to bring her to Mo Feng Tower, or the scented tea with added ingredients, all of this was carefully calculated by Su Jingyao.

At this moment, she felt a surge of heat in her body. She had just taken off her outer dress, and now only the white tube top dress was left.

Her breathing became more rapid, her face became more flushed, her red lips slightly parted, and she began to utter charming moans, "Hmm... why is it so hot..."

When Jun Zechen heard her voice, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He clenched his fists tightly, his heart was conflicted, and he didn't know what to do.

After a moment's hesitation, he slowly stood up and walked towards the screen with heavy steps.

When Su Jingyao saw him approaching, her mind started to become a little confused.

She stretched out her white arms and staggered towards the man.

"Your Highness, Yaoyao is so hot..." Her voice was filled with infinite charm.

Jun Zechen hugged the woman's waist, his eyes were as deep as a pool, his whole body was tense, and he tried his best to restrain the surging desire in his heart.

He had promised to spend the Flower Festival with Ling Yue, not to mention that Ling Yue was waiting for him in Zuixiaolou at this moment.

"I will take you back to the palace and ask the imperial physician to come and see you."

At this moment, Su Jingyao's delicate body was softly clinging to the man's arms.

She only felt the man's body was cool, and this coolness made her feel very comfortable.

Jun Zechen's eyes darkened, and he held her disobedient little hand tightly with his big hand, and whispered, "Be obedient, don't move."

However, how could Su Jingyao be so well-behaved? She was acting coquettishly and her little hands were constantly lighting fires.

......

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Jun Zechen's eyes became darker.

"If you seduce me, you must bear the consequences."

His voice was full of ambiguity and temptation, which made Su Jingyao's heart beat fast. She was very much looking forward to it.