Chapter 81 Wish

The banquet ended successfully before the first quarter of the evening.

Jun Zechen looked calm and walked steadily, carrying Su Jingyao 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 said softly, her eyes full of questions.

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

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

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

Soon, 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 from the world, extraordinary and otherworldly.

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

After Miaoxia left, Su Jing walked gracefully and sat on Jun Zechen's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

She asked in a sweet 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 delicate and tempting 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 attractive voice outside the carriage, but she could hardly hear what he said specifically.

From time to time, one can hear the master's gentle laughter and the sound of quarreling and scolding.

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

She glanced at An Shun, who was sitting beside her with a calm expression, and quickly calmed herself down.

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

"Master San, Madam, we are here."

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

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

"Husband, stop making a fuss, we're here."

At this moment, 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 indulgently, took out a veil and wrapped it around her delicate and charming cheeks.

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

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-sharing ceremony, obtain five-colored paper, write their wishes on it and hang it on the Bodhi tree.

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

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

"How about you accompany Madam to play 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-watching festival this year. How about we go shopping in Linlang Street?"

"If you wish to hang on the Bodhi tree, I will accompany you."

"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 whispered, "I just feel that this is not quite accurate..."

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

The third one is definitely not accurate...

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

Having said 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 one from last year. The amazing thing was that he still remembered Su Jingyao.

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

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

Su Jingyao's expression suddenly changed in an imperceptible way. 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 stared at the old man. The old man felt a chill coming over him. Then he felt a little embarrassed and quickly closed his mouth without saying anything more.

"Then let the competition begin."

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

Su Jingyao stood quietly behind him the whole time, and he didn't need her to do anything at all.

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

The old man held the paper with a smile on his face, and said flatteringly: "Congratulations, young master and lady, you two are both talented people, you are a perfect match."

Jun Zechen had a blank expression on his face. He held Su Jingyao with one hand and took the paper sheet 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 couple from heaven, and fell into a trance for a moment.

There was an indescribable complex emotion in his eyes.

Now, everyone in the palace knows that His Majesty's favorite is Imperial Consort Jiayi. This news only came out from the palace tonight, and Imperial Consort Jiayi is already the empress.

But it's true, what man wouldn't be attracted to such an outstanding woman?

Si Nanyu just stood there quietly, with a bit of confusion and dejection in his eyes.

The gentle woman next to him noticed his absent-minded look and couldn't help but look puzzled.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Si Nanyu slowly shifted his gaze to the woman next to him. She was the wife carefully selected for him by his mother, Lady Wu'an Hou, and they had been married just two months.

Ever since that woman who was as unattainable as the moon in the sky no longer belonged to him, it seemed that it didn't make much difference who he married.

However, his wife is gentle and virtuous, and a very good woman, and he will treat her well.

The corners of Si Nanyu's mouth lifted slightly, revealing an extremely gentle smile.

"It's okay, I just seemed to see someone familiar, maybe I was seeing things, let's go."

Having said that, he gently put his arm around the woman's shoulders and walked forward.

Under the Bodhi tree, Su Jingyao was forced by Jun Zechen to write her wish with a reluctant look on her face.

She pursed her lips, forming a beautiful arc on her rosy lips, and stared at him fiercely with her beautiful eyes.

With some anger, she said: "My husband won it, so just write it down."

Jun Zechen folded his hands in front of his chest, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked proud, and had a confident smile on his lips.

"Your wishes can all be fulfilled by yourself. If you can't make them come true, it's no use praying to the gods."

At this moment, his expression and movements truly displayed the vigor and vitality that a man of his age should have. He was completely different from the steady and dignified person he was in the palace.

"Husband~I don't want to write." Su Jingyao shook Jun Zechen's arm and said coquettishly.

"If Yaoyao doesn't write, I'll take a look at your wish last year and help Yaoyao realize it, how about that?" Jun Zechen said this deliberately.

When Su Jingyao heard this, she panicked and shouted hurriedly, "No!"

"Write it now. Husband, turn around and don't read it." Su Jingyao said angrily.

Jun Zechen shook his head helplessly, chuckled, and then obediently stepped back a few steps.

Su Jingyao then picked up the pen and began to write seriously.

Jun Zechen's deep eyes looked quietly at her back as she bent over to hold a pen, with a hint of trance in his eyes.

He had already read her wish from last year.

My first wish is that my parents live long and healthy lives.

The second wish is that my brother has a bright future.

The third wish is that the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess will live happily together forever, and that I can live a peaceful and quiet life in the East Palace.

Jun Zechen had a lot of thoughts in his mind. The relationship between them was forced by him from the very beginning.

It was because of Ling Yue that he initially disliked her and didn't touch her, but later he couldn't resist seducing her and forced himself on her.

He possessed her body and longed for her heart.

Fortunately, she now belongs to him completely both physically and mentally.

Thinking of this, Jun Zechen couldn't help but feel a sweetness welling up in his heart, and his eyes became more gentle as he looked at Su Jingyao.

After Su Jingyao finished writing, she rolled up the paper and turned around. Her delicate face still showed a bit of unhappiness, and she pouted slightly.

"Husband, I have finished writing."

"Can I help you hang it up?"

Jun Zechen looked at her, chuckled and asked.

Su Jingyao nodded, then handed the paper to him.

Jun Zechen took the paper and hung it on the Bodhi tree.

After hanging it up, he took her hand again and strolled slowly from Linlang Street to the prosperous area.

The hands of the servants following behind him were already full and could no longer hold the items purchased by Su Jingyao.

By the time Su Jingyao had almost finished her shopping, it was already the hour of Hai.

"Husband, let's go back. It looks like it's going to rain tonight."

At this time, there were already some strong winds blowing around. At this time last year, the number of people in Linlang Street and the prosperous area was at least twice as many. Although there were still many people today, many people had already hurried home because of the strong wind that had just appeared.

"Well, let's go, it's almost time." Jun Zechen responded.

When Jun Zechen brought her back to Zhaochun Palace and she finished washing up, it was already the end of the hour of Hai.

It had been a long time since Su Jingyao had gone shopping for such a long time. After being taken out of the bathtub by Jun Zechen and put on the bed, she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt like a lazy little cat and closed her eyes.

So tired.

I am very tired from walking tonight, and I am also tired from being bullied by a man in the bathtub.

Jun Zechen gently lifted the quilt and lay down, stretching out his strong arms and holding her in his arms.

In the silent palace, only the faint, even breathing sounds of two people in deep sleep could be heard.

There was a drizzle outside the palace, but inside the palace there was a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

It was midnight when there was a sudden and loud noise outside the palace.

Su Jingyao's beautiful brows were slightly frowned, a hint of impatience appeared on her face, and she uttered a few low hums, as if protesting the sudden interruption.

Jun Zechen instantly opened his deep eyes, his brows tightly knitted together. He hugged Su Jingyao and whispered a few words of comfort in her ear.

"Be good, go to sleep, I'll go out and take a look."

Seeing that she continued to sleep, Jun Zechen's face became gloomy.

Anshun is really becoming more and more useless now!

An Shun, who was guarding outside the palace, saw His Majesty slowly walk out of the palace gate. His heart was suddenly filled with fear, and he quickly saluted and said, "Your Majesty."

"What happened?"

Jun Zechen asked in a low voice, although he was angry.

But he didn't want to disturb the people sleeping inside, so he could only suppress his voice as much as possible and sound as calm as possible.

"Your Majesty, Meixiang, Concubine Ling's personal maid, is outside. She said that Concubine Ling was kneeling in the Buddhist temple tonight to pray for the second prince. Because the weather has turned cooler, Concubine Ling now has a high fever, but she still insisted on kneeling in the Buddhist temple to pray for the second prince." An Shun answered tremblingly.

"Why doesn't she go to see the imperial physician, but comes to Zhaochun Palace to see me?" Jun Zechen's tone was full of doubt and dissatisfaction.

"I asked Meixiang to find the imperial physician. Meixiang said that the imperial physician had already gone, but Concubine Ling was kneeling in the Buddhist temple and was unwilling to rest and take medicine. She said that she wanted to kneel for the whole time today." Anshun explained carefully.

Jun Zechen stood outside the palace and could still hear Meixiang's urgent calls for him.

If he is so unruly, what good can it be even if he is a loyal servant?

In the palace, all servants should be loyal to the emperor first.

Jun Zechen's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said coldly: "Take Meixiang to the Ministry of Punishment."

Having said that, he walked quickly towards the Yikun Palace, and An Shun followed behind him hurriedly, holding an umbrella.

Inside the bedroom, Su Jingyao slowly opened her eyes, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, with a hint of sarcasm in her smile.

Then she turned over gently and continued to sleep sweetly.