Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Facing Wen Liang's trembling begging for mercy, Shi Ye's cold expression did not fluctuate, he didn't even move his eyelids, as if he didn't take Wen Liang's words into his heart.

Wen Liang was so frightened that his body was trembling slightly, he lowered his head, his eyes fell on his own toes.

After a while, Wen Liang heard Shi Ye's chilly voice from above his head: "What do you want him for?"

Wen Liang wanted to look up at Shi Ye, but he didn't dare to look up at Shi Ye. After struggling for a moment, he still kept his head down, but he could clearly feel Shi Ye's gaze fixed on him, like frost, freezing him It's cold all over.

"Returning to His Royal Highness, the villain's family has encountered major events recently, and my father has been working day and night, and he was also sick a few days ago."

Wen Liang paused, licked his dry lips, and then continued, "My father's health is deteriorating, and my mother has invited many doctors to treat him. The doctors all said that my father has a heart disease, and the heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Remembering that since my younger brother went to the palace, he seldom visits home, and even couldn't get in touch with him in the past two years, the villain dared to find him..."

Speaking of this, Wen Liang seemed to be unable to bear the grievance and pain that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, hot tears poured out of his eyes, and soon wet his cheeks.

"The villain begged His Royal Highness to forgive the villain's mistakes." Wen Liang knelt down on the ground with a plop, stretched out his hand to grab Shi Ye's clothes, raised his head helplessly, and begged in a crying voice, "Little man I also beg His Highness the Crown Prince to let the villain meet my younger brother, let my younger brother go home with the villain, and fulfill my father's wish."

Wen Liang was so emotional that he not only tugged on Shi Ye's clothes, but also stuck his whole body on Shi Ye's body.

Although there was still no ups and downs on Shi Ye's face, his eyes cooled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the air pressure around him dropped significantly.

Seeing this situation, the several coachmen next to him were all so frightened by Wen Liang's bold actions that their souls almost flew out of their bodies.

Before Shi Ye could react, the coachmen jumped out of the carriage in panic, and hurriedly tore Wen Liang away from Shi Ye.

Wen Liang refused, struggled desperately, and kept calling His Highness the Crown Prince.

One of the coachmen saw that Wen Liang's stubbornness remained unchanged, and even tried to rush towards His Highness the Crown Prince, and suddenly became angry, cursing and kicking Wen Liang's abdomen.

Wen Liang was raised to be delicate and frail, how could he stand such a vigorous kick?

So he was kicked to the ground in an instant, holding his abdomen, grinning in pain.

The remaining two coachmen immediately dragged Wen Liang away, one on the left and one on the right.

After dragging for a certain distance, the two coachmen released Wen Liang and pressed him to the ground instead.

Wen Liang was almost kneeling on the ground, with his chest and face pressed against the dirty ground.

He could feel his face and body covered with dust, dirty and miserable, like a beggar.

Just now, the kick that the coachman kicked on Wen Liang's abdomen was like a pair of scissors, violently stirring his stomach, and his abdomen was in excruciating pain.

But what made him suffer even more was the resentment and jealousy pressed down like a giant mountain... These emotions wound around his heart like a poisonous snake.

Wen Liang's body trembled violently, he lifted his face covered with tears and dust with difficulty from the ground, and looked at Shi Ye with blurred eyes.

Shi Ye was also looking at him, and said in a flat tone: "Who told you to come to him?"

Wen Liang was stunned.

Shi Ye said again: "Who gave you the courage to come to him?"

Now Wen Liang finally understood Shi Ye's meaning. He opened his mouth and gasped pitifully: "His Royal Highness, the villain's father is seriously ill, and the villain is eager to save people, so I have no choice but to do this. The villain really didn't intend to offend you." His Royal Highness."

The alley was silent, only Wen Liang's humble begging echoed in the air. Unfortunately, Shi Ye was indifferent. He looked down at Wen Liang's distressed appearance, and sarcastically said: "Do you think you deserve to call his name?"

Wen Liang: "..."

He was stunned, his mind went blank, and he stared at Shi Ye's icy face in disbelief.

Shi Ye said: "Your father, who is not a human being, will die if he dies. He is lucky to be able to live to this day. As for you and your mother, how you dance has nothing to do with this palace, but if you dance to reach him..."

Saying that, Shi Ye took two steps forward.

Wen Liang watched the pair of black boots walk up to him.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Ye squatted down, his extremely good-looking face was covered with a light warm color by the firelight in the alley.

Although Shi Ye's eyes are like a frozen lake, his pretty face seems to have some kind of magical power, which always makes people unconsciously fascinated.

Shi Ye stretched out his hand and grabbed Wen Liang's collar. With all his strength, he lifted Wen Liang up and shortened the distance between the two of them.

"Ben Gong." Shi Ye said coldly, "There are ways for you to accompany your short-lived father."

Wen Liang's face was pale, his peach eyes were wide open, and his pupils were shrinking violently.

He wanted to speak, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat, he couldn't make any sound at this moment, only fear crept up his whole face silently.

He regretted it.

He shouldn't have come to Wen Chi.

But he had never dreamed that at this juncture, His Highness the Crown Prince would personally take Wen Chi back to the palace. He knew that His Highness the Crown Prince loved Wen Chi, but he never expected that he would love Wen Chi to such an extent...

While Wen Liang was frightened, Shi Ye suddenly loosened his collar.

Afterwards, Shi Ye got up, glanced at Wen Liang casually, turned around and walked towards the carriage in the middle.

Wen Liang's limbs were stiff, he didn't know what to do, he was helplessly and embarrassed by two car accidents and was crushed to the ground.

It wasn't until Shi Ye got into the carriage that the coachman let him go completely.

The coachman who kicked him just now seemed to feel unlucky, spat viciously on the ground, and raised his hand to beat Wen Liang again.

Wen Liang was so frightened by this scene that he hurriedly covered his head with his hands, prostrated himself on the ground and shivered.

Fortunately, the last driver was pulled away by two other drivers.

However, before leaving, the coachman still felt uneasy, pointed at Wen Liang with a ferocious expression and cursed angrily: "Don't take us with you if you want to die, heh, your father, a former servant of the Ministry of Rituals, would be ashamed to say, if I were you, I've already found a crack in the ground and crawled in, where did the bastard come from, he really has the guts to treat himself like a green onion, I'm sorry!"

Wen Liang held his head motionless, as if he couldn't hear the coachman's scolding.

But in the darkness, he could feel his tears overflowing his eyes again and again.

When the footsteps of the three coachmen disappeared, he raised his head cautiously from the bed, and saw three carriages passing in front of him.

The carriage drove away, kicking up dust all over the place.

The dust fell on Wen Liang's face and body, just like the snowflakes falling all over the sky a few days ago, but what came out was a choking and unpleasant smell.

Wen Liang's body was in unbearable pain, and he sat on the ground for a while before trying to get up from the ground.

But soon, he suddenly realized something, and quickly reached out to touch the neckline - he didn't touch the hairpin he had hidden in the neckline before.

Wen Liang's face changed suddenly, and this time he didn't care about the pain on his body, he fumbled around his body several times, but he still couldn't touch the hairpin.

Wen Liang searched everywhere, but found nothing.

Frightened and anxious, he patted his face angrily, because he forced himself to calm down and think carefully, the more he thought about it, the more ugly his face became.

The hairpin was a relic left by Wen Chi's biological mother, and it was also taken by Mrs. Xu for her own use.

Until yesterday, Mrs. Xu found out from nowhere that Wen Chi was about to return to the city, so she handed him the hairpin, saying that in order to get the hairpin left by his mother, Wen Chi would definitely agree to go back to the Wen family for a while. trip.

Both Wen Liang and Xu knew that Wen Chi had always been brooding over his mother's death, and they were sure to trick Wen Chi back.

But now the hairpin is gone.

What did he use to trick Wen Chi back?

Wen Liang clearly remembered that he touched the hairpin before stopping the carriage, why did the hairpin disappear after only a while?

And during this period, he never touched his neckline...

wrong!

Shi Ye touched it!

He remembered - when Shi Ye withdrew his hand just now, he seemed to be holding something in his hand.

It's just that the light in this alley was dim, so he couldn't see clearly, and he was too scared at the time, so he didn't dare to see clearly.

It turned out that Shi Ye took the hairpin!

At this moment, Wen Liang seemed to hear the tight string in his mind break with a snap.

He's mentally broken.

He fell to the ground, covered his face, and burst into tears.

How could this be?

All this is completely different from what the system said.

Thinking about it carefully, since he got to know the system, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and everything around him is developing in the worst direction.

Not only did he not get the fourth prince's favor, but he lost what he should have had.

If he hadn't avoided his marriage with His Royal Highness under the systematic arrangement, then should he be the one sitting in that carriage tonight?

Maybe he was the one who entered the East Palace, and the one who was held in the palm of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was also...

Originally, these belonged to him, but he personally pushed them to Wen Chi.

It was the first time in Wen Liang's life that he felt so regretful, his guts were green with regret, if there was a chance to do it all over again, he would definitely not let Wen Chi take advantage of this.

It would be great if I could do it all over again.

When Shi Ye returned to the carriage, Wen Chi was still asleep.

Wen Chi curled up in the warm quilt, like a newborn baby, he was not awakened by the noise outside the carriage, and his breathing was very even.

Shi Ye's eyes fell on Wen Chi's tightly closed eyes, and the originally cold expression became gentle unconsciously.

He walked over and sat down, and stretched out his hand lightly to wrap Wen Chi into his arms including the blanket.

Wen Chi's body was also warm, and the temperature passed to Shi Ye's hands, Shi Ye gradually tightened his strength, and he gently rested his chin on Wen Chi's head, suddenly he didn't want to let go anymore.

It was too warm and comfortable, and he even regretted that he had just gone out to catch the cold.

Thinking of this, Wen Liang's tearful face appeared in front of Shi Ye's eyes. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Wen Liang's appearance was indeed somewhat similar to Wen Chi.

But their personalities are very different.

Shi Ye didn't have much contact with Wen Liang, nor did he know much about Wen Liang, but one thing is for sure, he hated Wen Liang, especially the face that was somewhat similar to Wen Chi.

There was hostility in Shi Ye's eyes, but he suppressed it again. He withdrew his thoughts, looked down at Wen Chi who was leaning against his arms, and then untied the acupuncture points on Wen Chi's body.

Wen Chi seemed to feel something, and woke up faintly, with his hazy almond eyes, staring blankly at Shi Ye.

As if nothing had happened, Shi Ye gently stroked Wenchi's back: "There is still a long way to go, you can sleep for a while."

Wen Chi shook his head, and arched in Shi Ye's arms. He felt the coolness on Shi Ye's body, and paused: "You went out?"

Shi Ye denied it without thinking, "I've been here all this time."

Wen Chi was a little puzzled: "But you are so cold."

"Oh?" Shi Ye smiled, and touched Wen Chi's soft, messy hair, "Maybe I'm leaning against the window, and the wind comes in."

Hearing what Shi Ye said, Wen Chi pulled Shi Ye to sit aside, got up and closed the window tightly, and then leaned into Shi Ye's arms again.

After waking up, he couldn't sleep anymore, he yawned, with some tears in the corners of his eyes, and stared blankly at the front in a daze.

Suddenly, Shi Ye stroked his hair, as if using something to bind part of his hair.

Wen Chi froze for a while, before reaching out his hand like a dull sloth, and found something like a hairpin.

"Hairpins?"

"Yes, your hairpin." Shi Ye said.

The overall hairpin is golden, with two pairs of fingernail-sized emeralds inlaid on it. The design of the entire hairpin is relatively small, but it can be seen that its exquisite craftsmanship should be from the hands of famous craftsmen.

The hairpin pierced through Wen Chi's jet-black hair, revealing both ends. Looking at it like this, Shi Ye couldn't look away.

Shi Ye couldn't help lowering his head, and kissed Wen Chi's white earlobe exposed behind his hair.

Unexpectedly, Wen Chi suddenly turned his head.

Shi Ye thought that Wen Chi was being shy again, so he chuckled and planned to let him go, but Wen Chi precisely bit his lips.