Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Wen Chi thought that Shi Ye was going to say something to him, but when he got closer, he saw Shi Ye stretching out his hand to him.

"His Royal Highness..." Wen Chi didn't understand Shi Ye's meaning, he subconsciously knelt down and approached suspiciously.

After a while, he felt a cold touch on his cheek, and that touch quickly covered half of his face——Shi Ye's hand touched his face.

Wen Chi raised his head, the surprise in his eyes was clearly visible.

"For the sake of your voluntary confession, I can forgive you for a while." Shi Ye lowered his eyes, his chin slightly retracted, and his thick long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, just blocking those dark eyes, His tone sounded calm, "Well, how do you plan to atone for your sin?"

After finishing speaking, a cold touch suddenly lingered on Wen Chi's cheek.

Wen Chi tried his best to suppress the fear that was about to crawl into his heart, and tried not to let himself tremble with fear like before. He bit the bullet and looked at Shi Ye, and said with an extremely devout expression: "His Royal Highness, how do you want the villain to atone for his sins?" ?”

"Have you learned to throw the question to me?" Shi Ye sneered, not angry, but slowly pinched Wen Chi's chin and lifted it up, forcing Wen Chi to raise his head even more, " Can you do what I ask of you?"

Wen Chi's eyes were firm: "A villain can do it."

Shi Ye raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

Wen Chi flinched: "Little, little people may be able to do it."

Shi Ye continued to stare at him with no expression on his face.

Wen Chi was completely scared. If he was a cat, those airplane ears might have been attached to his head. He murmured, "The villain will try his best..."

Shi Ye seemed to find Wen Chi's reaction amusing, and was actually amused by it. When he laughed, he was in a very relaxed state. Although half of his face covered with burn marks still looked terrifying, the other half The intact face was so good to see that Wen Chi couldn't help being fascinated.

Soon, Shi Ye restrained his smile and said, "Relax, if you can't do it, I won't make things difficult for you."

Wen Chi suddenly came back to his senses, and suddenly became nervous.

Afterwards, Shi Ye's grip on his chin gradually increased, and Shi Ye leaned closer, those beautiful eyes that were so deep that they couldn't see the bottom seemed to look into the depths of Wen Chi's soul.

Wen Chi stared blankly at Shi Ye.

"I don't care who you were in the past, but now that you have entered the East Palace, you are a member of this palace." Shi Ye's voice sounded in Wen Chi's ear, a little hoarse, but with an indescribable charm, but In an instant, the voice became cold, "Since this is the case, from now on, if I let you give birth, you will live, and if I let you die, you will die. Even if one day, I will die before you, you will come with me. "

"..."

"Tell me." Shi Ye withdrew the last trace of a smile from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Wen Chi expressionlessly, "Can you do it?"

"I..." Wen Chi opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't utter a word. Cold sweat gradually covered his forehead, and he could hardly breathe under Shi Ye's cold eyes. He never thought that Shi Ye would Say something like this.

"Can't do it? It's fine if you can't do it." Shi Ye's face darkened, something seemed to settle in his eyes, and he leaned back suddenly, "Zuo Zhi, let's go."

"Yes." The court lady who pushed the wheelchair replied softly, and then pushed the wheelchair to leave.

Wen Chi still had the same dazed look. He watched helplessly as the court lady pushed the wheelchair away for a certain distance. For a moment, it seemed as if an invisible hand pushed him behind his back. Throwing on Shi Ye's lap: "Your Highness, the villain can do it!"

Zuo Zhi stopped immediately, and stood silently in front of the background board together with Eunuch Zhu.

Shi Ye tilted his body, propped his chin with his right hand, and looked at the panting Wen Chi without the slightest expression.

Wen Chi's entire face was pale, and the hair bun next to his ears was wet with cold sweat. Only those shining eyes looked at Shi Ye for a moment, as if in this colorful world of Nuoda, his limited eyesight Shi Ye can only accommodate one person.

Even though Wen Chi's hands on Ye's thighs trembled slightly when he hugged him tightly, he still mustered up the courage to say, "The prince is here and I am here, and the prince will go and I will go."

Shi Ye was silent.

Wen Chi looked at Shi Ye stubbornly.

After a while, Shi Ye stretched out his hand, and Zuo Zhi behind him took out a green pill the size of a fingernail from somewhere, and carefully placed it in Shi Ye's palm.

Shi Ye said, "Open your mouth."

Wen Chi only hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth obediently—the one who should come can't escape, if Shi Ye wants his life, it's as easy as crushing an ant, and he and Shi Ye are on the same boat If Shi Ye, the villain, died under the halo of the protagonist, then he might not be able to live long as cannon fodder.

Wen Chi's obedience seemed to satisfy Shi Ye, his cold face finally eased a little, he stuffed the pill into Wen Chi's mouth, and said, "Swallow it."

Wen Chi quickly swallowed the pill.

The pill slides down the throat leaving a cool feeling, even if it does not hit the water, it will not be so uncomfortable when swallowing.

Shi Ye looked at him, and suddenly raised his lips and smiled: "You said this, but even if Ben Gong is gone, you can't live alone."

After realizing it, Wen Chi slowly let go of the hands holding Shi Ye's thigh, and then slowly knelt down: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your fulfillment."

Shi Ye said, "Let's go."

In the end, Wen Chi was sent back to Zhudi Residence by Eunuch Zhu. Before they approached, they saw a slender figure standing outside Zhudi Residence.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhu cupped his hands knowingly and said: "This servant sent Mr. Wen here. After Mr. Wen returns, he can rest well."

Wen Chi thanked Eunuch Zhu, and after watching Eunuch Zhu go far away, he turned around and continued walking.

As soon as he approached, the woman standing outside the door greeted him happily: "Young Master Wen, you are back."

Wen Chi said, "You are?"

"Oh, the little girl's name is Caihui." The woman realized how rude she was just now, and a blush appeared on her snow-white cheeks. Mr. Wen is very knowledgeable, calligraphy and painting are excellent, my daughter has always wanted to see others, but it is a pity that she never found the opportunity."

Zhang Caihui...

This name is very familiar to Wen Chi. These days, the person who has come to visit Bamboo Flute House the most is this painted painting.

I'm afraid even Liu Bei, who visits the thatched cottage three times, doesn't have her perseverance.

At the same time, an ominous premonition rose in Wen Chi's heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, Zhang Caihui said again: "The little girl has nothing to do, so she held a tea banquet on her own initiative. Everyone gathered, took out their calligraphy and paintings to taste each other, and drank some tea and snacks by the way. It’s also a joy to go boating on the lake.”

Wen Chi: "..."

Fun shit.

The person who is knowledgeable and good at calligraphy and painting is gentle but not him. He just learned some fonts of this era not long ago, and those dog-planing characters are not qualified to be embarrassing.

So Wen Chi tactfully refused: "Sounds good, but unfortunately I've been sick recently, I'm afraid it's because of the wind and cold, and it won't be good if it infects everyone."

Zhang Caihui looked at Wen Chi's pale face and looked listless, he really looked like he was sick, and hurriedly said with concern: "Mr. Later, I will send someone to bring it to Mr. Wen, and Mr. Wen will tell the people below to boil it, drink a few servings and it will be fine."

Wen Chi said gratefully, "Thank you."

"Mr. Wen, you don't have to be polite, my little girl is just a matter of effort." Zhang Caihui laughed, "Since Mr. Wen is inconvenient, my little girl will not force others to make things difficult for me."

Wen Chi breathed a sigh of relief.

Who knew that his tone hadn't completely subsided, and Zhang Caihui said again: "It's better to cancel the scheduled tea banquet date first, and wait until Mr. Wen's health recovers before setting the date."

Wen Chi: "It doesn't have to be like this..."

"It's necessary." Zhang Caihui blinked, "Everyone is going for Mr. Wen. If Mr. Wen doesn't go, how can everyone go?"

Wen Chi was speechless, after all, the other party was a girl, and she was such an enthusiastic girl, he really couldn't say no to her.

However, Zhang Caihui didn't give him a chance to refuse. After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry, saying that he wanted to get medicinal materials for Wen Chi.

Wen Chi shook his head and walked into Zhudiju.

Pingan is still missing, only Ruofang and Ruotao are squatting in the corner of the courtyard while weeding and talking.

After hearing Wen Chi's footsteps, the two little girls ran over happily.

"Young Master Wen is back."

"Has Mr. Wen seen the emperor?"

Wen Chi turned his head and met the longing eyes of the two little girls, and couldn't help but smile: "I see, and I also saw Concubine Rong and the Fourth Prince."

After speaking, he looked left and right, "Where is it safe?"

Ruofang curled her lips: "Maybe I went to find other eunuchs again, now Ping An is really getting worse and worse, Mr. Wen, you don't care about him."

Wen Chi thought that Ping An might be a big boss with a background, and he didn't dare to take care of him if he wanted to.

"Forget it, let him go." Wen Chi waved his hand, "Someone will come to deliver the medicinal materials later, you just accept them. I'm a little tired, so I'll go to rest first."

After tossing all morning, Wen Chi was exhausted physically and mentally. He slept until night and got up to eat something, then fell back on the bed and continued to sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Wen Chi was refreshed.

He remembered what happened yesterday, and the green pill that Shi Ye fed him. Although he didn't know what the pill did, he should be able to guess it based on what Shi Ye said—it was definitely not a good thing.

Now he and Shi Ye can be said to live and die together in the true sense, his life is in Shi Ye's hands anyway, since he has nothing to do anyway, there is no harm in trying to please Shi Ye.

Wen Chi thought so, so he did the same, making cakes and sending them to the prince every day.

It's strange to say that Eunuch Zhu asked Wen Chi to put the cake on the desk in the study every time, but every time Wen Chi went in, he didn't see the prince. He was suspicious, but he didn't dare to look any further. Dare to ask more, every time I put down the cake and hurried away with my head buried.

As for whether Shi Ye ate those cakes, Wen Chi was not too sure.

In the afternoon of that day, Wen Chi came to deliver the cake as usual, but Eunuch Zhu stopped him: "Mr. Wen, His Royal Highness is feeling unwell, so let's avoid it today. Just go back."

Wen Chi responded, turned around and left with the food box in hand. After walking a few steps, he wondered if he had walked too simply, hesitated again and again, turned around and walked back.

Sure enough, Eunuch Zhu stood there with Fuchen in his arms, staring at him rather strangely.

Feeling guilty, Wen Chi hurried forward and asked worriedly, "Dare to ask Eunuch Zhu, is His Royal Highness sick?"

"It's not that I'm sick..." Eunuch Zhu hesitated to speak, his brows furrowed into a ball. After some internal struggles, he finally made a decision, "Why don't you let me take a look, maybe you can make His Royal Highness Be happy."

Wen Chi: "..."

If he had this ability, he wouldn't have to see Shi Ye like a mouse seeing a cat.

Therefore, Wen Chi, who originally only wanted to ask politely, dug a hole for himself, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Eunuch Zhu into it.

Halfway there, Wen Chi realized that this was not the way to the study, he hurriedly said, "Eunuch Zhu?"

Eunuch Zhu glanced at him, seemed to see his doubts, and explained calmly: "Mr. Wen, this is the way to the bedroom of His Royal Highness, where His Royal Highness is resting."

The author has something to say: Enter v on 3.10 (Tuesday), when I finish writing 9k, I will update it, probably before [-] pm, thank you for your support~