Chapter 52 How to Coax Her

Su Jingyao struggled to break free from the man's arms, as if a light butterfly had landed from him.

Her figure was slightly unsteady, swaying as she walked towards the bedroom step by step.

Jun Zechen stared at her back with his deep eyes. He took a few steps forward, stretched out his broad arms, and easily lifted her up.

"Let go, I want to get down, I don't want you to hold me!"

Su Jingyao's small hands kept pushing him, and her slender legs kept kicking randomly, as if venting her dissatisfaction.

Jun Zechen's big hands held her tightly as if made of iron.

"Yaoyao, be good. I was wrong today and made you sad."

After Jun Zechen entered the bedroom, he put the person on the bed, and then asked someone to bring in the sobering soup.

Su Jingyao sat on the bed angrily, hugging her knees tightly with her arms, glaring at him fiercely with her beautiful eyes.

Jun Zechen looked at her like this and sighed softly.

Not only was there no anger in my heart, but I felt even more sympathy.

He held her on his lap and coaxed her tirelessly, his deep voice echoing in Su Jingyao's ears.

But she remained silent.

Although she was acting today, she did drink quite a bit of alcohol and her head was a little dizzy at the moment.

After being immersed in the role for a long time, it seems like I am really angry.

Miaoyun brought the sobering soup over, and after Jun Zechen took it, he whispered in her ear and coaxed her to drink it.

"I don't drink."

Seeing that he insisted on making her drink the soup that smelled disgusting, Su Jingyao began to twist and struggle on his body again.

She won't drink it.

Jun Zechen knew that she was a little drunk, and there was nothing he could do about her making such a fuss.

"Be good and drink the hangover soup. Yaoyao, do you want to have a headache tomorrow?"

Su Jingyao was annoyed by him. The hangover soup in the harem was made of ginger, licorice and sandalwood powder, and it didn't taste very good.

"It tastes bad. I don't want to drink it."

She swung her hand violently, knocking over the bowl that the man was bringing to her mouth.

The bowl rolled down from the footstool beside the bed and onto the floor, with the water in the bowl spilling onto the soft carpet.

Su Jingyao and Jun Zechen seemed to be stunned for a moment by this sudden situation.

Su Jingyao was a little confused.

Jun Zechen stared at her with his inky black eyes. No one had ever dared to be so presumptuous to him.

Su Jingyao's heart was suddenly filled with panic, and after this commotion, she was much more sober.

Miaoyun, who was standing by, shook violently the moment the medicine bowl fell to the ground, and then knelt down at an extremely fast speed.

With his head lowered, he wanted to curl himself up into a ball to minimize his presence.

Your Majesty will not show mercy to her, even if he treats his own master the same way.

At this time, it is better to reduce your presence.

Su Jingyao blinked her thick eyelashes gently. She felt her waist was pinched by the man and it hurt.

The expression on his face instantly became extremely aggrieved, looking like a wounded deer.

Jun Zechen looked at her quietly for a long time, without feeling much anger in his heart.

He is the emperor, could he really want to argue with a drunk girl?

Then, he said slowly, "Miaoyun, bring me another bowl of sobering soup."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Miaoyun responded quickly, then quickly retreated.

When Miaoyun brought the sobering soup again, Jun Zechen took it with a hint of coercion in his voice.

"Yaoyao, do you want to drink it yourself, or do you want me to feed you?"

After Su Jingyao regained some consciousness, she silently took the bowl of medicine from him.

She wrinkled her small face tightly and drank the sobering soup in the medicine bowl in one gulp as if she was going to die.

After drinking it, she handed the bowl of medicine to Miaoyun.

Jun Zechen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw her drink the sobering soup obediently.

"Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? You usually like to eat flower cakes, I will ask someone to make it for you."

Su Jingyao shook her head gently, "I am sleepy."

Having said that, Su Jingyao slowly got down from his legs, huddled into the quilt, turned her back to him, and covered herself tightly.

Jun Zechen called Fuquan in to help him wash up, then he gently lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down.

Then he reached out and took her into his arms, hugging her from behind.

"Are you asleep?"

Jun Zechen's voice was low and gentle. Although he asked so softly, he knew in his heart that she was not asleep.

Su Jingyao was indeed not asleep. She opened her eyes brightly and shook her head gently after hearing his question, but did not speak.

"It's my fault. I made Yaoyao sad today."

He didn't know how many times he had said "he was not good" tonight, but other than that he didn't know how to comfort her.

Su Jingyao did not waver at his words, but closed her eyes.

Jun Zechen looked at her like this and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He broke his promise to her because of Ling Yue.

Although he had promised Ling Yue not to touch other women before, his mood at that time was simply because he extremely hated the pretentious women in the capital.

He simply doesn't like to meet people he doesn't like.

Later, he felt that women were his tools to continue the royal bloodline, so it was okay to favor them.

For him, no matter how many women he has, he doesn't care whether they are jealous or envious.

But her sad look just now made him not want to mention any other woman in front of her, including Ling Yue.

She will be unhappy.

Jun Zechen sniffed her hair lightly and fell into deep thought.

It was the first time he felt so confused. He didn't know how to explain or how to comfort her.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the candle in the bedroom had burned halfway.

Jun Zechen was still hugging her tightly from behind, and they were obviously so close to each other at the moment.

But he felt that the distance between them was extremely far, as if there was a cold barrier between them.

He knew that she had not fallen asleep yet, the light and shadow on the wall clearly showed that her eyelashes were still trembling slightly.

It was almost the end of midnight, and in the extremely silent bedroom, Jun Zechen's deep voice slowly rang out.

"Yaoyao, are you still unable to sleep?"

"Is it almost midnight?" Su Jingyao's voice sounded calm and distant.

"Um."

Jun Zechen responded softly, feeling a little surprised. He didn't expect her to actually speak.

Not angry anymore?

Su Jingyao slowly turned around and looked straight at Jun Zechen with eyes as calm as water.

"My birthday has passed. Your Majesty, please go to the Yikun Palace. Your Majesty does not need to force yourself to accompany me."

Su Jingyao spoke expressionlessly, her tone unusually calm.

After hearing her words, Jun Zechen's expression instantly turned cold, as if covered with a layer of frost.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

His voice was extremely cold, as chilly as ice, and seemed to be able to freeze a person instantly.

"I have always known that Your Majesty and the Concubine are in perfect harmony. Yesterday was my birthday. I expected to have Your Majesty with me yesterday. It was my wishful thinking. I know I was wrong."

"Your Majesty, you don't have to come to Sochun Palace just because of your promise to me."

Su Jingyao's voice was still calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Since Your Majesty is here, I do not want Your Majesty to be a person who does not keep his word. Now that my birthday is over, Your Majesty should return to the Yikun Palace."

"I don't want Your Majesty to blame me for going against my will."

She paused, then continued, "I will no longer have any expectations. Yesterday I overstepped my bounds, Your Majesty, please forgive me."

After saying this, Su Jingyao got up from the bed gently.

Jun Zechen frowned, her words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight into his heart.

It made him extremely heartbroken and angry.

Is that what she thinks of him?!

He was thinking about her even in Yikun Palace and couldn't wait to come to Zhaochun Palace to accompany her, not because of any so-called promise!

And what does it mean that she no longer has any expectations?

Jun Zechen was overwhelmed by her words, and his chest even began to heave violently.

His face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, and the air pressure around him was frighteningly low.

Su Jingyao took a coat from the hanger and slowly put it on. Then she leaned forward slightly and gave a standard salute.

"Your Majesty, if you feel it is too late tonight and do not want to disturb the noble concubine by going to the Yikun Palace, then the bedroom will be left to you."

"I am in a bad mood today. I am afraid that I might offend you by mistake, so I will go to the side hall to sleep. I will take my leave now."

In the end, she didn't wait for Jun Zechen to reply, and completely ignored his face which was getting darker and darker like the bottom of a pot.

Turned around and walked outside.

Jun Zechen's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, like two rays of cold light, and he shouted coldly: "Come back! Did I ask you to leave?"

After hearing what he said, Su Jingyao had to stop. Who made this man the emperor?

Does anyone dare to disobey his orders?

Su Jingyao placed her hands in front of her body, clasped them tightly, and clenched them so tightly that the joints turned pale.

But she never turned back, and the two of them just stood there in a stalemate, with the air filled with tension.

Jun Zechen strode down from the bed with a gloomy face, each step carrying an imposing aura.

He walked quickly to her, then picked her up without saying anything, his movements a little roughly.

"Let me go!"

She didn't have the strength to resist Jun Zechen, so he threw her back onto the soft bed.

He stood beside the bed, looking down at her coldly, his eyes full of majesty and indifference.

"Yes, I was wrong today, but the noble concubine was poisoned. I am indeed very worried about her. I am also afraid that someone in the harem is trying to harm her."

"I was afraid that the imperial concubine would be framed like in the past few times and would be powerless to fight back, so I was anxious to find out the truth today, which is why I did not accompany you out of the palace."

"It is indeed because of you that I am late tonight."

He paused, then continued, "She is my first wife, and you are my favorite. I never want to make either of you sad."

Originally, as an emperor, he didn't want to say these words, but even if he didn't say it, this is what this woman thought of him?

"Like? Your Majesty doesn't like me at all!"

Su Jingyao's voice suddenly became tearful and trembling, as if it contained endless grievances.

Jun Zechen can be said to have thoroughly experienced all kinds of "heartache" today.

When he first entered Sochun Palace, he saw her drinking alone and heard her silent complaints. He realized that it was because of him that she couldn't sleep all night.

He just felt as if his heart was being bitten by millions of ants and he could hardly control the pain.

After that, she treated him coldly, and he could only suppress his sadness and coax her patiently.

At this moment, she actually denied him and his love so righteously, which made him so angry and distressed that he almost suffocated.

"Have I not been good enough to you? After I ascended the throne, I gave you a title and made you a Shufei. You are almost on par with a Guifei."

"Your Zhaochun Palace was carefully built by me at the Ministry of Internal Affairs. All the silks, brocades, and jewelry you like are the best. These things are everywhere in the palace, and I always think of you first."

This woman had a greater influence on him than Ling Yue, and he spent more time and effort on her than on anyone else.

She had been pampered and lived a very refined life since childhood. The items he sent to her were either tributes or treasures presented by various cities.

But she actually said that he didn't like her.

"It was your birthday yesterday. I carefully considered and selected something you would like from the warehouse today."

"But I don't like it!"

"The things Your Majesty sent were already within Your Majesty's reach. Like me, Your Majesty has been accustomed to treasures since childhood. Even if the things Your Majesty gave me were exquisite and gorgeous, I was neither surprised nor happy."

Jun Zechen frowned. This was the first time someone so blatantly rejected his gift.

His deep eyes were staring at her like a cold pond.

Su Jingyao also looked at him without fear.

Then she lowered her head, not wanting to continue discussing the gift issue, and asked softly.

"I have not slept just now. Your Majesty, do you know why?"

Jun Zechen pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I have been waiting for your Majesty's birthday wishes..."

Jun Zechen's pupils suddenly shrank.

She was so sad just now, and he was only thinking about how to comfort her, so much so that he even forgot to wish her a happy birthday.

The crystal tears in Su Jingyao's eyes fell onto the quilt drop by drop like beads from a broken string.

When Jun Zechen saw her crying, his heart suddenly tightened and he bent down in panic.

His slender fingers very gently wiped away the tears that were hanging on her face like pearls.

His eyes were full of pity, and he said softly: "It's my fault, Yaoyao, tell me, whatever you want, I will satisfy you."

Su Jingyao's long eyelashes, which were filled with tears, trembled slightly.

She wants to be queen, will he give it to her?

But she would not take the initiative to ask for the position of queen. She wanted him to offer it to her willingly.

She pursed her lips and asked softly, "Anything is OK?"

Jun Zechen felt a little relieved when he heard her say this.

As long as she wants it, he will give it to her. Just stop being so angry and sad.

He nodded, "Well, whatever Yaoyao wants, I can give it to her."

Su Jingyao stared at him steadily, with a firm look in her eyes.

"If Your Majesty has not come, Your Majesty is not allowed to sleep in the bed of Sochun Palace."

Jun Zechen looked helpless, but her look made it impossible for him not to agree.

I could only nod and say, "Okay."

Su Jingyao calmed down.

"I like butterfly carp. I heard that this fish is all white, and its fins are as graceful and agile as butterfly wings. They are long and numerous, and its scales will show rainbow colors in the sun. It looks very beautiful."

"I have seen it in the "Records of Strange Beasts" in my father's study. I want to keep it in the palace. Your Majesty, how about you find it for me?"

When Su Jingyao first came across the introduction of butterfly carp in a book, she was filled with curiosity.

A lot of money was spent to hire people to look for it, but it was never found.

The reason why she was curious was that butterfly carp is artificially cultivated in modern times and there are no wild butterfly carp at all.

The top-quality butterfly carp is beautiful and noble, and is a highly attractive ornamental fish.

She really likes it.

Moreover, the butterfly carp has extremely high requirements for the ecological environment. Even if it is found, it may not be easy to bring it back to the capital alive.

Since Jun Zechen let her go on her birthday, how could she not severely torture him?

Does he think women are so easy to please?

Jun Zechen frowned slightly. He had never heard of the butterfly carp.

But it doesn’t matter. As long as this thing exists, how can he not find it?

His eyes were firm, and he said decisively: "Okay, whatever Yaoyao wants, I will give it to you."

"Then Your Majesty, please return to the Qianqing Palace." Su Jingyao said lightly.

Butterfly Carp was nowhere to be seen now, so naturally she couldn't let him get into her bed.

The tactic of playing hard to get and being ambiguous makes people feel anxious and worried.

Things that are too easy to get will never be cherished.

Jun Zechen was stunned for a moment. Didn’t she mean she wasn’t angry anymore?