Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

With only a few words, Wen Chi managed to silence the mouths of several officials who were still talking non-stop just now.

For a while, the atmosphere in the study fell silent again.

Looking at the ashen-colored faces of the officials, Wen Chi finally felt a little bit of embarrassment. He knew that he had accidentally demolished their stage, shrank his shoulders timidly, and closed his mouth embarrassingly.

After a while, only the officials bowed their hands to the prince: "His Royal Highness, I think that dealing with the locust plague is not a trivial matter. In recent years, our country has spent a lot of money and material resources, but unfortunately the results have been minimal. Now this hot potato has fallen into the hands of the fourth prince's henchmen. , although the Fourth Prince has recruited talents from the people and tried every means to control the locust plague, but this matter will not be accomplished overnight. It is also a huge loss!"

The official spoke with sincerity, but unfortunately the prince still rested his chin in boredom, and he didn't know if he had listened to the official's words.

After the official finished speaking, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head.

The other two officials were also anxiously waiting for the prince's answer.

Wen Chi also subconsciously puts his breath to the lightest, imitating Eunuch Zhu and treating himself as a background board—now he understands why Shi Ye in the novel loves to die so much. One sentence of encouragement, there is no guarantee that it will not arouse Shi Ye's ambition.

The few officials looked dignified and upright, but none of them cared for the common people from the bottom of their hearts, and none of them cared about the locust plague in Jinzhou. All they cared about were power, status and politics. struggle.

Wen Chi sighed secretly, he naturally didn't want the prince to listen to the opinions of those officials, he and the prince were a combination of cannon fodder and villains, and the halo of the protagonist would not fall on them.What's more, the protagonist also has a system that can predict the future. If the prince insists on fighting the fourth prince, it will be like a moth to the flame.

When the prince is gone, will he, a cannon fodder who relies on the prince to live, be far from death?

It's a pity that he has no say in this matter...

Wen Chi looked down at the dark red carpet under his feet, but he didn't know that Shi Ye's gaze was always on him, and he also saw his insignificant expression changes in his eyes.

"Wen Liang." Shi Ye said suddenly, "What's your opinion?"

Wen Chi was stunned for a while, before realizing that his current name was "Wen Liang", and suddenly said in panic, "Return to His Royal Highness, the little talent is ignorant, and I don't know what to do."

When the official heard the word "Wen Liang", he was taken aback for a moment, and guessed his identity the next moment, and could hardly hide the shock on his expression for a moment.

His Royal Highness, he actually allowed a male concubine to enter the study and listen to their discussion of important matters...

This is too absurd!

The official immediately cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness, I think this matter should be done sooner rather than later, and I'm afraid of missing this opportunity."

Shi Ye raised his hand suddenly.

The officials were so frightened that they immediately silenced their voices.

"We'll discuss this later." Shi Ye said, "Go."

This tone is like chasing away a puppy. When did the three court officials receive such treatment?Even today's majesty is courteous to them, but the prince's temper is even more unpredictable than the emperor's. They dare not speak out in front of the prince.

The three officials were hesitant to speak, and finally they each retreated unwillingly.

The study fell silent.

Wen Chi wondered if it was time for him to step down too.

At this moment, Shi Ye said, "Let's eat."

This sentence was obviously addressed to Wen Chi, except for Wen Chi, the maids and eunuchs in the study were all motionless, they didn't even dare to lift their heads, as if they were frozen.

Before Wen Chi's brain had time to react, he obediently picked up the pastry on the table with both hands, handed it to his mouth, and began to eat in small bites.

He knew that the prince had a strange temper, so he ate very carefully, but he didn't dare to delay, and wiped out the three plates of pastries on the table in the blink of an eye.

While warming the pool, Shi Ye tilted his head to look at him.

Wen Chi didn't know what was on his face that was worth Shi Ye's uninterrupted attention for so long.

In fact, he has a lot of doubts in his heart. At this point, it is impossible for him not to feel that Shi Ye treats him differently from others. Just now when Shi Ye asked him his opinion on controlling the locust plague, those officials were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. on the ground.

But he couldn't figure it out.

What is so special about him to Shi Ye?Could it be that Shi Ye is also controlled by the system at certain times like him?

Wen Chi was thinking wildly, when he heard Shi Ye say indifferently: "Is it delicious?"

Wen Chi came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly: "It's delicious."

Shi Ye glanced at Eunuch Zhu.

After receiving the order, Eunuch Zhu hurried out of the study with small steps.

Not long after, several court ladies came in with exquisite dishes, carefully placed the dishes on the table, and then retreated with their heads buried.

Shi Ye said, "Continue."

Wen Chi ate so much that he was about to throw up, but he had to bite the bullet and keep stuffing it into his mouth.

Shi Ye seemed to find pleasure in it, and watched Wen Chi's rather painful expression with great interest, and he had no intention of telling Wen Chi to stop.

In the end, Wen Chi, who could no longer eat, struggled for a long time between starving and being strangled by the prince. He chose the latter. He pushed back the half of the plate in front of him, took another big swig from the teacup Finally, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand: "I can't eat anymore."

Shi Ye was not angry, but asked strangely: "Don't you like to eat?"

Three black lines appeared on Wen Chi's forehead: "If you like it, you have to limit it. I like to eat, but it doesn't mean I have to eat them all in one go."

As soon as the words fell, Eunuch Zhu's high-pitched voice suddenly exploded: "Bold!"

Wen Chi trembled in fright, only then did he recall the tone of his words just now, his face turned pale in an instant, he hurriedly stood up from the couch, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"The villain was confused for a moment, I implore the prince to come down!"

"Wen Liang, you are so brave. How dare you speak to His Highness the Crown Prince in such a rebellious tone." Eunuch Zhu said angrily, "Come on!"

Two little eunuchs hurried over.

"Take people down!"

"Yes."

The two young eunuchs immediately suppressed Wen Chi from left to right.

I don't know where they got so much strength, they forcibly dragged Wen Chi up from the ground, in order to prevent Wen Chi from resisting, they used all their strength.

But Wen Chi didn't even think about resisting. When he was dragged out of the study, he looked desperately at the half plate of pastries left on the table - if he had known that this day would come so quickly, he might as well be a hungry ghost.

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Then he was dragged away.

In the study, Eunuch Zhu tightly held the fly whisk in his hand, watching the prince's reaction from the corner of his eye in fear.

The prince rested his chin on one hand, looking thoughtfully at the half plate of pastries.

Eunuch Zhu thought the prince cared about what happened just now, so he gave a look to the little eunuch beside him.

The little eunuch was about to go forward to take away the pastry plate, but suddenly heard the prince say: "Is he looking at this?"

The little eunuch stood still for an instant. He was walking on thin ice, quietly looking at Eunuch Zhu with despair on his face.

Even though Eunuch Zhu has been with the crown prince for so long, at this moment he was a little confused about what the crown prince meant. He pondered for a moment, bowed his waist humbly, and replied cautiously: "If the slave didn't have dazzled eyes, Mr. Wen just kept looking at the prince. This is the plate of cakes... This man is really, he is still looking at his mouth when he is dying."

Unexpectedly, when he finished speaking, the prince burst out laughing.

"This is him." The prince murmured, as if caught in a certain memory, "Cowardly and gluttonous, like a blind mouse."

Eunuch Zhu cried with a mournful face: "Your Highness, the servant is stupid and doesn't understand what His Highness means."

"You don't need to understand." After finishing speaking, the prince changed the subject, "Who said his death is imminent? Did you make the decision for me?"

Eunuch Zhu's face was pale, he knelt down on the ground, kowtowed his head and said, "This slave is making his own claims, and I know my mistake, so I'm asking someone to bring Mr. Wen back."

"That's all." The prince said, "Let him go back."

Wen Chi thought he was done.

Unexpectedly, just after he was dragged to the open space by two young eunuchs, a court lady hurried out and whispered a few words in the ears of the two young eunuchs. The attitude of the two young eunuchs towards Wen Chi There was a 180-degree change immediately, and Wenchi was sent back to the bamboo flute garden with a bow.

Back in the house, Ruofang and Ruotao were gathering milk skins in front of the milk barrel. Seeing him come back, they smiled and called Mr. Wen.

Wen Chi responded in a ignorant manner.

"Mr. Wen, is there something wrong with you?" Ping An carefully noticed that Wen Chi's face was ugly, and said with concern, "I'm going to invite an imperial physician to show you."

Wen Chi stopped him: "No need."

"But Mr. Wen..."

"I'll be fine after a night of sleep." After Wen Chi finished speaking, he couldn't hold back, and pulled Ping An aside, "How long have you been in the palace?"

Pingan blinked curiously: "Returning to Mr. Wen, the servant entered the palace at the age of eight, and it has been seven years since now."

Wen Chi asked again: "Have you been staying in the East Palace?"

Ping An nodded: "The slave has been working in the East Palace for seven years."

Wen Chi paused for a moment before continuing to ask: "Do you know what kind of person the crown prince is?"