Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Since Da Wenchi came to this world, he can't even tell the difference between weekdays and weekends, let alone remember these festivals.

Hearing Eunuch Zhu say this at first, a long-lost sense of joy welled up in his heart, as if watching the bustling scene on the street also gave him a little bit of popularity, at least during this Dragon Boat Festival, he saw in front of his eyes The picture is no longer the cold East Palace and the Zhudi Residence with only a few people.

Wen Chi looked out the window at the bustling street, engrossed.

At this time, Shi Ye's voice suddenly sounded next to his ears: "Want to go out and have a look?"

Wen Chi suddenly returned to his senses, turned his head and saw Shi Ye resting his chin on one hand and staring at him indifferently, Wen Chi's slightly bewildered expression was reflected in his dark eyes, Shi Ye seemed not interested in the bustle outside On the contrary, it was Wen Chi's new look that made him feel quite interesting.

Hearing this, Wen Chi immediately sounded the alarm in his heart.

According to his experience, if the dog prince is so active, nothing good will happen.

So Wen Chi refused without even thinking about it: "His Royal Highness, it's getting late, we'd better leave for the palace early later."

It's a pity that Shi Ye was not only unmoved, but also patiently seduced: "It's rare for you to come out of the palace, and it's so lively outside, don't you really want to go out and have a look?"

Wen Chi said sternly: "The villain just wants to return to the palace sooner."

Shi Ye said, "No, you want to."

Wen Chi said: "The villain really doesn't want to..."

Shi Ye didn't speak any more, but took away the hand that was holding his chin, and the eyes that looked at Wen Chi gradually cooled down. You once, whether you want to go out or not, you have to think it over before telling Bengong."

Wen Chi: "..."

Why did he smell a strong threat from Shi Ye's words?He seriously suspected that it was Shi Ye who wanted to go out for a walk but couldn't hold back his face, so he put the hat on his head with his backhand.

He really doesn't want to go ah woo woo woo...

Even if you want to go, it's not with Shi Ye!

Although Wen Chi didn't want to agree, but after struggling for a while, he still gave in cowardly to Prince Gou's coercion: "Little, little man wants to go..."

Shi Ye laughed softly, squinting his long and narrow eyes, he looked like he was smiling, but he didn't know how much of the smile in his eyes was real or fake, he said in a cheerful tone: " let's go."

After listening to Shi Ye's instructions, Eunuch Zhu, who was standing by, methodically took out a half-face mask from his cuff, knelt on the ground, and carefully put the half-face mask on Shi Ye's face.

Wen Chi wondered if Eunuch Zhu had a very dirty cloth bag in his cuff, why could everything be taken out of the cuff?

When Eunuch Zhu finished all this, he stood up straight and made a gesture to push the wheelchair.

Seeing this, Wen Chi quickly stood up, ready to follow behind Shi Ye's wheelchair.

Unexpectedly, before Zhu Gonggong's hand touched the wheelchair, Shi Ye waved his hand to stop him: "Zhu Xian, you stay here."

Eunuch Zhu hesitated for a moment: "But His Royal Highness..."

Shi Ye ignored Eunuch Zhu, and directly turned his gaze to Wen Chi who was pretending to be deaf and dumb: "Come here."

Wen Chi was called by name for no reason, his heart trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he lowered his eyes to meet Shi Ye's calm gaze, those words of rejection were all stuck in his throat again, and he swallowed quietly , reluctantly walked over and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair.

Shi Ye said, "Let's go."

Wen Chi glanced at Eunuch Zhu, who looked disappointed but also dared not say anything, and couldn't help but feel pity for each other. He sighed secretly, and pushed the wheelchair out of the private room.

The wheelchair under Shi Ye looked bulky, but it was very ingeniously designed. Not only could it be controlled by Shi Ye himself, but it also didn't take too much effort for Wen Chi to push it. No wonder it was always the thin maid named Zuo Zhi who was pushing the wheelchair.

After leaving the restaurant, there is a lively market.

Wen Chi looked around for a while, dazzled and didn't know which way to go, so he could only ask Shi Ye: "Tai... Mr. Shi, where do you want to go?"

Shi Ye was still lacking in interest, and said, "Just walk around as you please."

Now that Shi Ye had said so, Wen Chi started walking aimlessly. Since he was still pushing Shi Ye, he didn't dare to join in the fun, so he could only walk in the middle of the street in a regular manner.

Fortunately, the atmosphere in the market is full. Even if you just walk around casually, you can feel the festive atmosphere from the laughter and laughter around you.

Walking to a vendor, Wen Chi saw an aunt selling rice dumplings.

The ancient zongzi is slightly different from the modern zongzi. The ancient zongzi were smaller and wrapped in leaves instead of glutinous rice but millet. Those zongzi were steamed by the aunt and then placed in piles in bamboo baskets. , steaming hot.

Wen Chi was a little moved by seeing it, he couldn't help but stop, tilted his head and asked Shi Ye: "Mr. Shi, do you want to eat rice dumplings?"

Shi Ye glanced at his aunt who was yelling hard, and said in a very calm tone, "Don't eat."

"Oh, okay." Wen Chi's excited tone suddenly became lonely, but he soon realized that he couldn't hide his emotions just now, and quickly added with a smile, "Then let's go ahead and have a look."

Shi Ye suddenly said, "If you want to eat, you can buy it."

Wen Chi froze for a moment, then became excited again: "Really?"

"When did I tell a lie?" Shi Ye tilted his head, a little casually, "Go, I'll wait for you here."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to suddenly think of something, raised his hand, and spread out his palm, on which there was an ingot of silver impressively.

"Master Shi, keep it." Wen Chi hurriedly said, "I have money."

Before he came, the original owner had saved a lot of private money, and the palace would give him monthly silver. He had almost no place to spend the money except to take care of the people below, and the money was put in the box to accumulate dust , I finally took it out and used it today.

When Shi Ye heard what Wen Chi said, he didn't force him, and took his hand back.

From Wen Chi's angle, he could just see half of Shi Ye's face that was not covered by the mask. The red and yellow lights on the street cast a faint light on his cold white skin, but still gave birth to a kind of The cold feeling that strangers should not get close to.

For some reason, Wen Chi felt that Shi Ye was preoccupied tonight.

Just after thinking this way, Shi Ye turned his head and frowned impatiently: "Why don't you go soon?"

"Okay." Wen Chi put away those messy thoughts in an instant, and slipped away, "I'm going."

Wen Chi bought four zongzi, which were still a little hot after steaming them, so they were wrapped in a lotus leaf by his aunt and tightly tied with a thin thread, and they handed them to Wen Chi with the end of the thread.

After Wen Chi paid the money, he picked up the zongzi, and when he was walking back, he saw a vendor next to him who was making little people.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he quickened his pace and ran to Shi Ye's side: "Master Shi, may I give you a gadget?"

Shi Ye looked at him coldly.

Wen Chi knew that Shi Ye agreed without saying a word, and immediately pushed Shi Ye's wheelchair to the front of the stall. He took out the money and talked with the vendor for a while, and asked the vendor to give him a ball of mud.

Shi Ye watched Wen Chi happily take over the lump of mud, and had a bad feeling: "What are you going to do?"

Wen Chi laughed and said, "I want to use this lump of mud to make a young master Shi."

Shi Ye: "..."

Seeing Shi Ye's eyes sinking, Wen Chi realized belatedly that he had made his own decision just now, and remembered Shi Ye's usual behavior, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and hurriedly hid the mud ball behind him, frightened He even stuttered: "Master Shi, Mr. Shi, I was wrong, I, I just pinch a small animal."

Shi Ye said, "No need."

Wen Chi was dazed for a while, before he said cautiously: "What does Mr. Shi want me to pinch?"

"Pinch me." Shi Ye propped his chin, like a melon-eating crowd watching the excitement, "Seeing how confident you are, I want to see what you can squeeze that ball of mud into."

After receiving the order, Wen Chi quietly hung the zongzi on Shi Ye's wheelchair, and then worked hard to pinch the clay figurine.

Although he has never made a clay figurine, he used to be very good at playing with plasticine. It is not difficult for him to knead the plasticine into a realistic version of the villain, as long as he grasps a few characteristics of the person.

However, Wen Chi underestimated the difficulty of making clay figurines. Mud balls are not the same as plasticine. The mud balls don’t feel good, are very hard, and are not very sticky. Under the guidance of the street vendor, a slightly more decent clay figurine was made.

only--

This clay figurine is too ugly, the eyes are not eyes, the nose is not a nose...

Wen Chi and the clay figurines stared at each other for a long time, their expressions becoming more and more awkward.

"Young Master Shi..." Wen Chi thought of the words he had sworn just now, and his guts were green with regret, "I didn't do it well, let the boss do it."

Shi Ye stared at the clay figurine that could barely be seen in Wen Chi's hand, and chuckled: "It seems that you are nothing more than that."

Wen Chi lowered his head in shame.

"That's all." Shi Ye said, "That's all."

Wen Chi raised his head abruptly, and his whole face turned red the next moment: "No, no, this is too ugly..."

Shi Ye ignored him, and raised his chin at the vendor: "Color."

"Okay." The vendor had already seen that this young man in a wheelchair was not an ordinary person, so between Wen Chi and Shi Ye, he chose the latter without even thinking about it. He took the clay figurine from Wen Chi's hand, The movement starts to color quickly.

The vendor's technique was much better than Wenchi's. After painting the clay figurine, although it was still ugly, it was so ugly that it was not so conspicuous.

Wen Chi watched helplessly as Shi Ye took the clay figurine from the vendor and held it in his hand for a long time, feeling so ashamed that he wanted to disappear into the air on the spot.

But Shi Ye finished looking at him, and said to him meaningfully: "So I grew up like this in your heart."

"..." Wen Chi shook his head like a rattle, and said tremblingly, "No, no, Mr. Shi, you are handsome and handsome, but it's a pity that my clumsy hands can't pinch your imposing aura. It's the most regrettable thing in my life."

After speaking, Onchi let out a long sigh, and sadly looked up at the night sky at a 45-degree angle.

"Since you said so, it would be ruthless if I didn't help." Shi Ye put away the clay figurine, with a half-smile, "After I go back, I will ask Zhu Xian to prepare things for you so that you can pinch them every day, lest you Regrets for the rest of my life.”

Wen Chi: "..." Not necessarily.

Wen Chi once again realized what it meant to shoot himself in the foot with a rock, and the hateful thing was that he couldn't show it because of the pain from being hit!

Tears streamed down his face, and he was struggling with how to decline Shi Ye's "kindness", when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

Wen Chi turned his head to look.

I saw a young man in blue clothes being jostled and jostled by a group of teenagers. The young man in blue shrank his shoulders pitifully, as if he dared not resist and was powerless to resist.

Soon, the young man in Tsing Yi was shoved and turned half a circle, revealing an extremely pale face covered with tears.

Wen Chi was taken aback for a moment - isn't that person Wen Liang?