Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Since the emperor fell ill, He Yu has been serving the emperor in front of his bed. Although he is closed all day long and no longer manages many affairs like before, he is very clear about the attitude of the court and those in the palace. look in the eyes.

At first everyone thought that the emperor was just suffering from some minor illness, and he would recover after a few days of rest.

But now that the days are long, and everyone knows that the emperor's time is short, they don't pay attention to the emperor, and even stand in line with the fourth prince or prince openly, dare to treat the emperor as a living dead.

Especially Concubine Rong, who was once the emperor's favorite, had time to organize the upcoming family banquet, but had no time to come and see the emperor.

On the contrary, King Xuan, the fourth prince born by Concubine Rong, came to accompany the emperor whenever he was free.

After all, He Yu has been working in the palace for decades, and his heart is as bright as a mirror, but he also knows that he can't tell the emperor these words, because the emperor has always been thinking about Concubine Rong.

This afternoon, it was rare for the emperor to be sober, so He Yu hurried forward, holding a cup of tea for the emperor to moisten his throat.

The emperor's complexion turned yellow, and his body exuded an unpleasant smell of medicine. When he opened his mouth to speak, the smell of medicine became stronger: "He Yu...has Concubine Rong been here?"

He Yu clasped the tea cup tightly with his fingertips, he lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "Go back to the emperor, when Concubine Rong came over, the emperor was still asleep. Concubine Rong couldn't bear to disturb the emperor's rest, so she went back."

In fact, Concubine Rong hadn't shown her face in Qiankun Palace for a while, but He Yu couldn't bear to let the emperor down, so she lied.

Sure enough, after the emperor heard that Concubine Rong was coming, there seemed to be a ray of light in his muddy eyes, and he said: "Go, call Concubine Rong."

He Yu hesitated in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything on the face, and hurriedly said: "Yes."

I don't know if Concubine Rong is willing to come.

But the emperor is the emperor, even if the emperor is sick, he is still the emperor, concubine Rong should not have the guts to disobey the emperor's request.

With a restless heart, He Yu exhorted the eunuchs and maids who served the emperor, and hurried out of the bedroom with small steps.

Going outside, the sky is still gloomy, like a heavy cage, covering all the palaces inside.

The snow had stopped, but it was raining lightly. The fine rain curtain was like a hazy veil, vaguely blocking He Yu's sight.

After He Yu walked a few steps, he saw a young eunuch walking quickly.

"Director." The little eunuch lowered his shrill voice, "The crown prince is here."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, like Concubine Rong, has not set foot in Qiankun Palace for a long time, He Yu thought to himself, fortunately, King Xuan often comes here to comfort the Emperor.

It's just that the weather is so bad today, and I don't know why His Royal Highness came here.

He Yu was thinking about the matter of inviting Concubine Rong, and then thought about the fact that the emperor hadn't mentioned His Highness the Crown Prince several times when he was sober, so he planned to send His Highness the Crown Prince away with a few words.

He restrained his thoughts and asked sternly, "Where are people?"

The little eunuch looked back: "There."

He Yu followed the little eunuch and saw an extremely thin figure standing in front of the dense gray-black rain curtain before he got close.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was wearing a dark robe, and his long black hair was tied casually with a hairpin.

His Royal Highness originally turned his head to look at the rain curtain, but when he heard footsteps, he turned his head slowly.

His Highness the Prince's complexion was particularly pale, like a piece of uncut jade so white that no blemishes could be found, even his lips were white.

It's only been a while since I've seen him, and he has lost a lot of weight, as if he would fall into the rain when the wind blows.

Seeing this, He Yu suddenly thought of the strange look on the young eunuch's expression just now, and suddenly understood - no wonder the little eunuch's reaction was so strange, even he didn't expect His Royal Highness to lose weight like this, it's just like the emperor After a hard fight, it seems that he has also suffered a serious illness.

With these thoughts in mind, He Yu walked over.

However, when He Yu saw the face of His Highness the Crown Prince clearly, he was completely stunned——

The face of His Royal Highness...

The burn marks on His Royal Highness's face are gone!

He Yu thought it was his own blindness, so he quickly blinked and rubbed his eyes, and when he looked over again, his pale face was still as pure and flawless as jade in the rough.

He Yu was both shocked and terrified, and at the same time trying to squeeze out a smile of surprise. For a while, the expression on his face changed several times, which was quite exciting and slightly distorted.

"Your Majesty the Crown Prince!" He Yu managed to adjust his emotions. He realized his gaffe, and quickly lowered his head in fear, "Your face..."

Shi Ye didn't seem to want to mention this matter, he interrupted He Yu in a cold voice: "Where's the emperor?"

"Go back to His Royal Highness, the emperor is still resting." He Yu broke free from the complicated emotions, and then remembered that he still had to invite Concubine Rong. After getting up, he took out the speech he had just prepared, "The emperor is ill today, and it is inconvenient to see others. Your highness, please go back. When the emperor is better someday, I will invite your highness to come over."

After all, He Yu lowered his head nervously.

Even so, He Yu could still feel the cold eyes of His Royal Highness on his neck. He suddenly felt his neck was cold, and he shrunk his neck involuntarily, as if a knife was hanging on his neck, making him feel cold.

He broke out in a cold sweat in this cold rainy day.

And His Royal Highness's tone was colder than the rain, and it fell from above He Yu's head: "Is the emperor awake?"

"The emperor, he..." He Yu's voice paused, those lies were stuck in his throat, and he was suppressed by an emotion called fear, and he couldn't squeeze it out. He swallowed carefully, and suddenly Dare not lie, "He just woke up."

"Very good." Shi Ye said, "Let me meet him."

"But, but..." He Yu said tremblingly, "The emperor said he wanted to see Rong..."

Before he could say the word "Concubine" at the back, He Yu saw His Highness the Crown Prince raised his hand from the corner of his eyes, and then a force hit his chest. Before he could react to what happened, he felt a sudden surge There was a piercing pain, as if countless ants were gnawing at his heart at the same time.

He Yu stayed in the palace for decades, climbing from the bottom to the emperor's side step by step, what kind of punishment has he not received?

But at this moment, he couldn't resist kneeling on the floor in an instant, and wiped his forehead with the back of his trembling hand.

Looking down, the back of his hand was covered with cold sweat.

The voice of His Highness the Crown Prince sounded again above his head: "I don't want to say the same thing a second time."

"Yes." He Yu was so frightened that he didn't even dare to mention the word "Concubine Rong" again, let alone leave his highness to invite Concubine Rong. He got up timidly, "His Royal Highness, please."

There were only a few candles lit in the dormitory, and the sky outside was so gloomy that no sunlight could be seen, so that the light in the dormitory was dim, and the surrounding furnishings could only be seen clearly.

But this is enough, the emperor does not like to be bright after falling ill.

He Yu saw those eunuchs and maids standing in front of the bed from a distance, so he knew that the emperor hadn't passed out yet, so he quickened his pace and walked to the bed with his head buried.

The emperor was indeed awake. Hearing the movement, it took a while for his cloudy eyes to focus, and he slowly looked behind him, his dry lips opened and closed with difficulty: "Concubine Rong..."

"Your Majesty." He Yu bit the bullet and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has come to see you."

I don't know if the emperor didn't understand what he said or didn't want to hear this answer at all, so he just said: "Let Concubine Rong come."

He Yu was in a dilemma, with cold sweat on his clenched hands: "Your Majesty, it is still raining outside, and His Highness the Crown Prince has been waiting outside for a long time. I want to see the Emperor, so I have to invite His Highness the Crown Prince in first."

After finishing speaking, He Yu suddenly felt a person walking behind him, and soon, the crown prince said from behind him: "You all go down."

He Yu struggled for a moment, and glanced at the silent emperor on the bed. After all, the fear of the prince had gained the upper hand. He hurriedly led a group of eunuchs and maids, and walked away as if fleeing.

Shi Ye was expressionless, looking down at the emperor who was breathing in but not out, he said: "You are dying."

The emperor closed his eyes, finally gave up his obsession with seeing Concubine Rong, and struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "Zhen... is ready."

Shi Ye said, "Are you willing to give up all of this?"

The emperor stared blankly at the bright yellow curtain on the top of the bed, and after a while, he grinned at himself mockingly: "I'm tired of being a puppet, so it might be a good thing to give up."

Shi Ye's pale cheeks were rendered a dim yellow by the candlelight, his expression was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, only his long eyelashes were slightly trembling, revealing his thoughts in the end.

He stared at the emperor's face intently, but he never got the emperor's attention.

After a while, he finally couldn't hold back, and said, "As long as you open your mouth, I can save you."

The emperor said: "Use your blood?"

Shi Ye was silent.

The emperor shook his head lightly: "I appreciate your kindness, and I have received too much favor from the Hua family."

When Hua Yanran saved him with blood, he almost lost half of his life in it. If he had a chance to choose again, he would definitely not let his life be branded as "Hua Yanran".

It was enough for such a thing to happen once, and he didn't want it to happen to Hua Yanran's son again.

Shi Ye looked at the emperor's sallow face, and said instead: "I have another idea."

After finishing speaking, he spread out his palm and showed a small stone taken from the red string before the emperor's eyes: "It may save your life."

After the emperor saw the stone in front of him clearly, a little surprise appeared on his sluggish face: "This, this is..." After a pause, he continued, "This thing has been missing for many years, how could it fall into your hands?"

Shi Ye didn't answer the emperor's question, but said, "I'll give it to you."

The emperor recovered from his astonishment, thought for a moment, then shook his head lightly again: "I don't need it."

Shi Ye suddenly tightened his palms.

He gripped the Lingshi hard, maybe it was too much force, his hands were shaking badly.

He stared at the emperor, his fierce eyes seemed to see through the emperor: "You really don't want it?"

The emperor still said the same thing: "I appreciate your kindness, but I can't stand it."

Shi Ye withdrew his hand, his figure swayed slightly, and he smiled suddenly: "I can't stand it, if the person who brought this spirit stone was not me, but your good son Shi Jin, you would be happy Happy to accept it?"

The emperor opened his lips silently, and finally closed his eyes silently, as a tacit consent to Shi Ye's words.