Instead, he stared at her slightly trembling eyelashes, "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 say?"
Jun Zechen used his strength to hold her up and said, "I'll listen later."
After saying that, he carried 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 talk to her about serious matters, 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, lighting fires all over 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 with me?"
Her voice seemed to carry a hint of charm and linger in his ears.
"Well, we'll discuss this later."
"Your Majesty, for the sake of the Empress Dowager's reputation, I believe it would be better to appoint An Zhaorong as consort."
"If Your Majesty feels that An Zhaorong will be complacent, why not bestow upon her another title, 'Shen'? What do you think of it? It means that An Zhaorong should be cautious in 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 locked tightly around his waist, and her whole body seemed to be weak and boneless as she pressed against him.
His big hands slowly moved down from her waist, and the distance between them became closer and closer, becoming more and more intimate.
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After an hour of intermittent movement, Su Jingyao was completely wet, as if she had been pulled out of the water.
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 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 come to ask Yaoyao for help?"
"No, after Your Majesty ascended the throne, An Zhaorong never came to see me again."
"It's just that Your Majesty has never summoned An Zhaorong since he ascended the throne. If you continue to treat her differently now, An Zhaorong will probably be attacked by a lot of gossip."
"If Your Majesty is not satisfied with my suggestion, then please just ignore it and confer the title of Zhaoyi on An Zhaorong."
Su Jingyao raised her head slightly and looked at him with full eyes.
"No need for that. I was originally planning to discuss the position of empress with Yaoyao. An Zhaorong really didn't do anything wrong. If I only treated An Zhaorong differently, my mother would probably think too much. Yaoyao is more thoughtful."
Su Jingyao smiled obediently.
Then she frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a glimmer in her eyes, as if she suddenly remembered something.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Shangguan is also a veteran of 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."
"Could you take advantage of this opportunity to promote Concubine Shangguan by two ranks?"
"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 already the highest in the harem. I don't care much about whether Your Majesty canonize me or not."
Su Jingyao said softly, with a faint smile on her face.
He didn't mention it, so could she have mentioned 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 supported them on his chest, tilting her head 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, hasn't 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.
A trace of loss flashed in his eyes. He slowly lowered his eyes and shook his head gloomily.
Jun Zechen frowned tightly. 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, a hundred worries stir it, and countless anxieties disturb it. 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 young woman'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 a queen, and there will be no change.
Jun Zechen held her quietly, and they continued to rest 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.
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