Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

It is really not easy to live in this powerful and powerful ancient time. Those people kill people as easily as trampling ants to death, and they don’t even need to give an explanation to the victim’s family. If you accidentally do something wrong or say something wrong, you may be separated from your head and body.

He obviously escaped the Wen family's framing and the plot design, but unfortunately he still couldn't escape Shi Ye, the future tyrant.

The more Wen Chi thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He was angry with Shi Ye and he was also angry with himself. A modern person lived so uselessly in ancient times.

He thought he could turn around by relying on the locust plague, but since he came back from the emperor, he hasn't heard any news. The emperor just rewarded him with a bunch of things. Other than that, he seems to have forgotten his existence ...

Wen Chi's back was pressed against the edge of the barrel, and his body slowly slid down. After a while, he was buried in the hot water with his body and head.

Time passed slowly.

The feeling of suffocation climbed up bit by bit.

Wen Chi felt the air slowly pulling away from his chest, and for a moment it seemed that even all senses became distant, and there was only the sound of swaying water in his ears.

Drowning is very uncomfortable, and it takes a certain process to die.

During this period, countless thoughts of wanting to stand up flooded Wen Chi's mind, but he forcibly endured them all.

almost.

He is almost free.

Wen Chi was in great pain, but fortunately his consciousness had become blurred, and he could no longer tell whether he was alive or dead. He could only hold his legs numbly, waiting for the darkness to descend completely.

He should be dead...

Finally, he thought so.

Unexpectedly, just as he finished thinking, a hand suddenly descended from the sky, grabbed his hair and lifted him up from the water.

The severe pain recalled all of Wen Chi's consciousness, and he felt so clearly that he was out of the suffocating water, and the fresh air rushed towards his face.

Wen Chi no longer had the energy to think about what was going on with this accident, he opened his mouth instinctively, panting heavily, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.

It took a long time before he struggled out of that despair.

Then he took a closer look and saw a familiar face.

Wen Chi: "..."

If he hadn't hallucinated, at this moment, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Shi Ye was squatting in front of the barrel expressionlessly, with one hand resting on the edge of the barrel and the other hand grabbing his hair, his eyes were expressionless. Lan stared at him.

Shi Ye was still wearing the daytime clothes, and the black ink on his face was not wiped off, and the neckline was full of spots of ink.

Wen Chi stared blankly at the "masterpieces" on Shi Ye's body, all of which were made by him. He didn't expect Shi Ye to be such a clean person that he came here without changing his clothes.

The two looked at each other like that.

After a long time, Wen Chi couldn't hold back and said, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Shi Ye silently let go of the hand holding his hair, seemed to think for a moment, and then pulled the corner of his mouth: "Do you know what happened to the last person who flirted with me?"

Wen Chi pursed his lips and remained silent.

"That person's heart was dug out by Ben Gong." Shi Ye seemed to recall something bad, the arc of his mouth was slowly suppressed, and a layer of frost covered his eyes, "Ben Gong wants her to see it with her own eyes." Watching Ben Gong crush her heart, Ben Gong can't die too easily if she wants her to die."

Wen Chi snorted.

He thought to himself that some people didn't show their faces to Shi Ye, and they still died in an ugly way.

Shi Ye withdrew his thoughts, and returned to his previous indifferent expression, he said to Wen Chi, "So do you know what to do?"

Wen Chi said, "I don't know."

Shi Ye said: "I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."

Wen Chi thought for a while, then suddenly tilted his head, and asked solemnly: "I don't want to make up for my mistakes, can I apologize with death?"

Shi Ye didn't seem to expect him to say these words, and there was a hint of consternation in his expression.

Before Shi Ye could react, Wen Chi immersed himself in the hot water again.

As a result, as soon as he was immersed in it, Shi Ye grabbed his hair again and lifted him out of the water like a chicken.

Wen Chi only felt water rushing past his ears, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Shi Ye's sullen face.

"I was waiting for you by the lake, and I came to Zhudiju to wait for you again. I have been waiting for you for so long, and you didn't even say sorry, but you still dare to seek life and death in front of me. Do you think I can't bear it?" Are you dead?"

Even though Shi Ye was still wearing a half-face mask, his appearance at this time was still terrifying. The anger in his eyes almost overflowed along his gaze, even with a faint killing intent.

Wen Chi was grabbed by Shi Ye's hair, just like the little chicken in Shi Ye's hand, he didn't dare to move.

Shi Ye approached him with a livid face, and all the hot air he exhaled sprayed on his face: "Do you think death can solve everything? Do you think I will let you die so easily? I tell you that death is not painful, it is painful." What matters is the process of dying, if you really want to seek death, this palace can help you and let you die for seven days and seven nights."

Wen Chi was already stunned, and he even began to regret that he hadn't died sooner.

At this moment, he could only look helplessly at Shi Ye who was burning with anger. He believed that Shi Ye would do what he said, and also believed that Shi Ye really had the ability to make him die for seven days and seven nights.

Shi Ye's hand holding his hair slid down to his cheek, and finally pinched his chin.

"Tell me." Shi Ye's voice was hoarse, obviously he was also very angry just now, "Do you still want to die?"

Wen Chi was covered in water, his black hair wetly stuck to both sides of his cheeks, and the soft candlelight shone on him, coating his fair skin with a layer of warm yellow light.

He looked extremely pitiful, his beautiful almond eyes were widened by fright, the corners of his eyes were flushed, and his thin lips were trembling slightly, not knowing whether it was from the cold or from being frightened.

He took a breath: "Just because I have served you for so many days, please give me a good time."

The strength in Shi Ye's hand was suddenly withdrawn.

Wen Chi hissed in pain.

Shi Ye laughed straight, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Why did I have to kill you?"

Wen Chi trembled and said, "Anyway, I got into trouble, and I can't escape death."

Hearing this, Shi Ye was stunned.

But Wen Chi could no longer suppress the fear from his heart, tears fell from his eyes and slid down his cheeks.

He cried silently, and there was no expression on his face, but his red eyes and nose betrayed his inner emotions.

When Shi Ye came back to his senses, he saw Wen Chi biting his lip, desperately suppressing the trembling of his shoulders.

"I won't kill you." After Shi Ye finished speaking, even he didn't know what he was thinking, so he let go of Wen Chi's chin and turned it into a gesture of stroking his cheek, "If I want to kill you You, you've died a hundred times by now."

Shi Ye stroked Wen Chi's eyes with his thumb, and his fingertips were immediately wet with warm tears.

He stared straight at his fingers for a while, and by accident, he withdrew his hand and licked the tears from his fingertips.

Very salty.

There is no other taste except salty.

Every time Wen Chi cried hard, he could see Wen Chi's tears trickling into the corner of his mouth, he had never cried before, and he had never tasted tears, he thought tears were colorless and tasteless, but he did not expect them to be so salty.

Shi Ye suppressed the salty taste on the tip of his tongue, and sighed helplessly: "Why do you cry so much?"

Wen Chi choked up, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

"Mr. Wen!" Ruofang's worried voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Wen, are you okay? The Crown Prince has come down and is waiting for you in the outer hall."

Wen Chi was startled, subconsciously buried in the water, only showing a pair of round red eyes.

He quietly looked at Shi Ye, and saw that Shi Ye's face, which had finally calmed down, fell to the bottom, his whole face was as dark as the black robe on him.

Seeing this, Wen Chi hurriedly shouted in a hoarse voice: "I'm not well yet, tell him to wait a little longer!"

After saying this, Wen Chi also tasted the taste.

He thought that Shi Ye stepped into the bathroom openly and aboveboard with the permission of Ruotao and Ruofang, but Ruofang didn't know about his entry at all.

Dare to feel that the dog prince still sneaked in to watch him take a bath!

Wen Chi was ashamed and angry, but he was even more timid. After Shi Ye said something that would make him die for seven days and nights, he didn't even dare to die...

Ruofang outside the door didn't hear anything for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and knocked on the door again.

"Mr. Wen? Are you asleep? If it's not convenient for the young master to move, the servants will serve the young master."

Ever since Ruofang started serving Wenchi, she has never done anything like dressing and bathing Wenchi. It's not that she and Ruotao are unwilling to do it, but that Wenchi is not used to it. near.

However, this time the situation was special, after Mr. Wen came back from the tea banquet, he became weird, even his clothes were torn to pieces, and it was unknown if he was injured, and His Royal Highness was still waiting in the outer hall, so they could not be delayed.

Ruofang yelled several times but got no response, gritted her teeth, and was about to push the door open.

As a result, just as her hand was on the door, the bathroom door opened from the inside.

A tall figure appeared in front of him.

Ruofang raised her head in bewilderment, and saw the expressionless His Highness the Crown Prince standing upright in front of the bathroom door, with long eyelashes drooping, the corners of his mouth slightly curled down, looking down at her displeasedly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?" Ruo Fang was so frightened that she couldn't even speak fluently, and she didn't have the guts to think why His Highness would suddenly stand up from the wheelchair, "Why is His Highness here? Mr. Wen..."

Shi Ye said, "He's fine."

"But..." Ruofang was almost shrunk into a ball by Shi Ye's aura, her legs were weak, but she still bit the bullet and wanted to look into the bathroom, "Mr. Wen hasn't come out for so long, this servant wants Go in and serve the young master..."

Shi Ye snorted coldly: "Do you need to serve me?"

Ruofang's trembling voice stopped abruptly.

Shi Ye said: "Go outside and watch, don't let anyone in."

Ruofang quickly answered yes, and ran away like a gust of wind.

Shi Ye closed the door, turned around and walked in. Behind the screen, Wen Chi was still quietly soaking in the water with his legs in his arms.

Hearing Shi Ye's approaching footsteps, Wen Chi raised his eyelids, and his eyes fixed on Shi Ye's cheek.

Shi Ye noticed Wen Chi's gaze, and touched his face for no reason.

Wen Chi thought that it would be better if Shi Ye found out by himself, so he raised his finger and touched Shi Ye's face: "Your Highness, there is ink on your left cheek that a villain accidentally painted on."

Shi Ye walked to the bucket without changing his expression, squatted down, and looked into the water, and sure enough, he saw his faint face reflected on the water, especially the black ink on the left cheek.

Wen Chi didn't know if Shi Ye would lose his temper on the spot. He pressed his back closer to the edge of the bucket, slowed his breathing and waited for Shi Ye's next reaction, as if waiting for the trial of death.

However, Shi Ye stared blankly at the water, and didn't make any movements for a long while.

After what seemed like a long time, Shi Ye suddenly dipped his hand into the hot water in the bucket, and wiped off the black ink on his cheeks with his thumb under the water.

Wen Chi: "..."

Shi Ye wiped carefully again and again.

Just when Shi Ye was about to wipe it clean, the shocked Wen Chi couldn't help reminding: "Your Highness, this is the villain's bath water..."