Chapter 79 Tempting Him

Jun Zechen smiled gently, took her hand, and led her into the warm room of Zhaochun Palace.

Miaoyun stepped forward to pour tea, and then very cleverly and quietly sent all the palace servants out of the hall.

Jun Zechen sat on the chair, then gently but powerfully hugged the person and sat him on his lap.

He leaned slightly closer to her neck, took a deep breath, smiled, and whispered softly, "Yaoyao, why do you smell so good?"

"have no idea......"

Su Jingyao lowered her head slightly and spoke in a sweet voice, with a faint blush on her face.

Then, she raised her head again, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, and asked softly: "Why did your majesty come to Zhaochun Palace at this time?"

Shouldn't he normally be concentrating on handling government affairs in the Qianqing Palace at this time?

"During the Flower Festival in two days, I want to seal off the six palaces. I want to ask Yaoyao for her opinion."

Jun Zechen lazily rested his head on her shoulder, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

He wanted to confer the title of Imperial Consort on her. This was a surprise he had prepared for her during the Flower Festival, but he had no intention of telling her today.

On the day of the Flower Festival, he would personally issue an edict to confer upon her the title of Imperial Consort.

Then the Royal Consort would issue an imperial decree to confer titles on the concubines in the harem, which would also help her establish sufficient prestige in the harem.

I came here today just to ask her what she thinks about Yu's enthronement of the concubines.

However, when Su Jingyao heard such a question, she frowned slightly.

Just block it, why ask her?

Is she among those who were banned?

If she wasn't there and the title was given to someone else, Jun Zechen wouldn't really be afraid that she would be unhappy, haha.

I have really perfected my character of being considerate and considerate, and Jun Zechen is no longer hiding anything from me.

Su Jingyao pouted slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction on her face and a hint of anger in her voice.

"Your Majesty is appointing concubines, why do you ask for my opinion?"

"Yaoyao is now in charge of many matters in the harem. I discussed with Yaoyao the promotion of these concubines. If there are concubines that Yaoyao doesn't like, then they will not be promoted."

Jun Zechen said this with a face full of doting, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Your Majesty is used to saying nice things to please me. Your Majesty, you are here today, so you must have some ideas. Why don't you tell me how you plan to confer the title, so that I can hear it."

Su Jingyao smiled coquettishly, with a hint of playfulness between her eyebrows.

"What I want is that all the concubines in the harem, except for the concubines, will be promoted to a higher rank."

Jun Zechen paused, then continued speaking slowly.

"Concubine Ling made a mistake before. She was still under house arrest on the Flower Festival, so she will not be promoted."

"I don't like An Zhaorong very much, but her father is the Marquis of Pingyang. Since he has conferred titles on the six palaces, I don't want to be too disrespectful to the Marquis of Pingyang, so I will confer the title of Zhaoyi on An Zhaorong."

Su Jingyao couldn't help but frown when she heard this. An Zhaorong already displeased Jun Zechen, so she could only depend on her.

It was thanks to An Zhaorong that we attended the Empress Dowager’s birthday banquet last time.

A strange look flashed in Su Jingyao's eyes.

Although Concubine Ling is now disliked by Jun Zechen, if she casually pretends to be pitiful in front of Jun Zechen, she may be able to regain his favor.

An Zhaorong was a knife she used to deal with Concubine Ling, and since she was hers, she naturally had to give her some benefits.

Jun Zechen conferred titles on all the six palaces, but she was the only one who was promoted to half a position. In a few months, perhaps, the newcomers would surpass her. This was not acceptable.

Among the newcomers, Concubine Lin is Jun Zechen's target in the harem. Maybe the other newcomers want to deal with Concubine Lin, but the person Concubine Lin wants to deal with the most is definitely her.

After all, how could a person who wants to be a favored concubine tolerate another concubine being more favored?

Lin Jieyu’s last test was her first step.

In this case, the higher An Zhaorong's position, the easier it will be to help her.

Thinking of this, a hint of mockery suddenly flashed in Su Jingyao's eyes. If An Zhaorong and Concubine Ling were in the same position as concubines, she wondered what Concubine Ling would feel.

Su Jingyao turned around and looked at Jun Zechen with sincere and clear eyes.

The slender white hand was gently placed on Jun Zechen's neck, caressing it like a breeze.

"Your Majesty, if you treat An Zhaorong differently this time as an elder of the Eastern Palace, shouldn't you give her a proper reason?"

"I don't like it, isn't that a reason?"

Jun Zechen's throat rolled unconsciously at her intimate gesture.

There was a hint of charm in Su Jingyao's eyes, and her slightly upturned eyes were extremely alluring.

She slightly extended the tip of her tongue and licked his rolling Adam's apple, then looked at him with charming eyes.

"Your Majesty~"

"I know that some of the things An Zhaorong did before made you angry, but if you treat her differently, will the Queen Mother think that you are dissatisfied with her previous punishment?"

Jun Zechen's eyes became darker and deeper because of her actions.

His thumb gently stroked her tender red lips, and there was a hint of uncontrollable hoarseness in his voice.

"Well, Yaoyao is right."

Su Jingyao glared at him with her beautiful eyes in reproach, then gently took his hand away and continued speaking softly.

"After all, An Zhaorong has not committed any faults on the surface. It seems better to let her be promoted like other concubines?"

Jun Zechen looked at the delicate face so close to him, unable to take his eyes away.

When her eyes stared at a person intently, it seemed as if she had a magical power that could absorb that person's entire mind.

Her hands were still gently caressing his neck, bringing a tingling sensation.

So much so that Jun Zechen didn't even pay attention to what she was saying.

Instead, he stared at her slightly trembling eyelashes in a daze, "Well, Yaoyao is right."

Although Jun Zechen said this, his eyes were always fixed on her.

Su Jingyao was a little annoyed.

"Your Majesty, are you listening to what I am saying?"

Jun Zechen used his strength to hold her up and said, "I'll listen later."

After saying this, he held her in his arms and walked steadily towards the bedroom.

Jun Zechen held her in his arms and lay on the bed. Today, he had only wanted to discuss serious matters with her, but who would have thought that she would seduce him like this.

He could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart and leaned over to kiss her white and tender neck.

Su Jingyao's small hands were like lively flames that ignited his body, but she pretended to be confused and asked.

"Your Majesty, didn't you come here today specifically to discuss the matter of promotion and ennoblement with me?"

Her voice seemed to echo in his ears with a hint of charm.

"Well, we'll discuss this later."

"Your Majesty, for the sake of the Queen Mother's reputation, I think it would be better to appoint An Zhaorong as your consort."

"If Your Majesty thinks An Zhaorong will be pleased with this, why not give her another title, "Shen"? What do you think of it? It means that An Zhaorong should be careful with her words and actions."

Jun Zechen frowned slightly and hummed absentmindedly.

Then he couldn't wait to seal her little mouth tightly as she kept talking.

Su Jingyao was held tightly by his waist, and her whole body seemed to be pressed against him as if she was weak and boneless.

The big hand moved slowly down from her waist, the distance between the two people was getting closer and closer, and they were becoming more and more intimate.

......

.......

After an hour passed, Su Jingyao felt as if she had been pulled out of the water, her entire body soaked.

She lay weakly on Jun Zechen's solid chest, her mouth slightly open, breathing softly.

Jun Zechen's palm slowly and gently stroked her smooth back.

His eyes, as deep as a whirlpool, looked quietly ahead, as if he was lost in thought.

At this moment, Jun Zechen suddenly remembered what he had just promised. An Zhaorong was named Concubine Shen?

Jun Zechen couldn't help but frown slightly, and gently pinched his nose bridge with his other hand.

"Yaoyao proposed to make An Zhaorong a concubine. Did An Zhaorong ask Yaoyao for help?"

"Not really. After Your Majesty ascended the throne, An Zhaorong never came to see me again."

"However, since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has never summoned An Zhaorong to his palace. If he continues to treat An Zhaorong differently now, An Zhaorong will probably be attacked by a lot of gossip."

"If Your Majesty is not satisfied with my suggestion, then just pretend that I did not say anything and confer the title of Zhaoyi on An Zhaorong."

Su Jingyao raised her head slightly and looked at him with full eyes.

"No need. I was originally going to discuss the position of the empress with Yaoyao. An Zhaorong did not commit any mistakes. If I only treated An Zhaorong differently, my mother would probably think too much. Yaoyao has considered it more thoroughly."

Su Jingyao smiled obediently.

Then she frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a gleam in her eyes, as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Shangguan is also an old lady in the Eastern Palace. She was bullied in Yichun Palace before, and I punished Concubine Chu at that time. However, Concubine Shangguan was wronged, but I have never given her any compensation."

"I wonder if we can take advantage of this opportunity to promote Lady Shangguan to a higher rank?"

"Why is Yaoyao thinking about so many people but not herself?"

Jun Zechen asked with a teasing smile on his face and raised his eyebrows.

Ever since he entered Zhaochun Palace and talked about his promotion, she never mentioned herself.

"My current position is the highest in the harem. I don't care whether Your Majesty will confer a title on me or not."

Su Jingyao said softly, with a faint smile on her face.

He didn't even mention it, so did she mention it herself?

After hearing this, Jun Zechen's eyes suddenly darkened, and he used his big hands to slightly force and lift Su Jingyao's body up.

Su Jingyao quickly stretched out her hands and placed them on his chest, her head tilted slightly.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Su Jingyao blinked, looking confused.

There was a barely perceptible hint of inquiry in Jun Zechen's eyes.

Does she really not care at all?

Had she really never thought of becoming his queen?

Since she likes him, has she ever thought about becoming his wife?

"Yaoyao, have you ever thought about becoming my queen?" Jun Zechen spoke slowly in a low voice.

When Su Jingyao heard this, she opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

There was a flash of loss in his eyes, he slowly lowered his eyes, and shook his head gloomily.

Jun Zechen's brows were tightly wrinkled. She didn't want to?

"Your Majesty, please don't ask me such questions. The imperial palace is a place for fame and fortune, and I don't want to be trapped in it."

"My heart is restless, and I am troubled by a hundred worries and anxieties. I do not want to change myself because of my desires, nor do I want to be sad and disappointed because of dashed expectations."

Su Jingyao spoke softly, with a hint of helplessness and melancholy in her voice.

Jun Zechen actually felt a little regretful after asking this question.

This young lady's intelligence is not only reflected in her handling of palace affairs, but also in her insight.

Other women in the harem will lose themselves because of their own desires, but Yaoyao will always be who she is now, no matter whether she is a concubine or an empress, and there will be no change.

Jun Zechen held her quietly, and they both rested for a while, sighing in their hearts.

She doesn't need to expect anything, nor will she feel disappointed. He will only bring her surprises.