Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

When it comes to coaxing, Wen Chi's face is not very good-looking.

"Hey, Eunuch Zhu..." Wen Chichang sighed, "I'm afraid I'll turn into a corpse if I coax him."

Eunuch Zhu obviously choked for a moment before he said, "Don't worry, Mr. Wen, His Royal Highness is not angry because of your spitting."

The word "spit" made Wen Chi embarrassed for a moment, he gave up his head, a little puzzled: "Then why are you angry?"

Eunuch Zhu stomped his feet helplessly: "His Royal Highness almost wrote his thoughts on his face, Mr. Wen, can't you see it?"

Wen Chi was dumbfounded.

Eunuch Zhu stared at Wen Chi quietly, and complained: "Mr. Wen, you let that person from the Hua family give you a hug. Otherwise, would our Crown Prince be so angry?"

Hearing this, Wen Chi was even more confused: "But Hua Zizang hugged me to save me. His Royal Highness is not such an unreasonable person."

Eunuch Zhu: "..."

Eunuch Zhu really wanted to say that His Royal Highness is so unreasonable, but how dare he say these words?His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not forgive these slaves like he forgave Mr. Wen again and again.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Zhu saw that Wen Chi was still half-understanding, he couldn't help heaving a long sigh, and immediately didn't know what to say, so he said, "Mr. It's a good trip."

"..." Wen Chi's brows immediately frowned into small hills, he couldn't control it for a while, and wrote all the reluctance on his face, "Eunuch Zhu, this is not good, His Royal Highness is here In a fit of anger, if I still hang out in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, wouldn't I be looking for my own death?"

Eunuch Zhu said his mouth was dry, but Wen Chi was not only unmoved, but also made his statement so logical that Eunuch Zhu was speechless. Played the emotional card.

"Mr. Wen, you should be considerate of us slaves. If His Royal Highness is in a bad mood, we slaves will also suffer." After speaking, Zhu Gonggong's high-pitched voice was full of tears, and he put on a show. Confidently wiped away the tears with his cuff, "We slaves are also in a dilemma."

Wen Chi looked eagerly at Eunuch Zhu crying sadly, and became at a loss, so he hurriedly comforted him softly for a while.

Eunuch Zhu noticed that Wen Chi's attitude had softened, and thought that Wen Chi had agreed to his request, so he wiped away the tears on his face with the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "Mr. Wen, you are really a good person. I will trouble you to serve His Royal Highness in a moment."

Wen Chi was stunned for a moment: "I haven't said I'm going yet."

Eunuch Zhu: "..."

Wen Chi said very logically: "If I go, you won't be in trouble. Isn't it because I am the one making trouble?"

Eunuch Zhu: "..."

After finishing speaking, Wen Chi showed an embarrassed smile: "Eunuch Zhu, I have worked a little harder for you tonight."

Eunuch Zhu: "..."

As if he was afraid that Eunuch Zhu would force him into the carriage, Wen Chi ran into the bamboo flute house with oil on his feet, without giving Eunuch Zhu a chance to speak.

By the time Eunuch Zhu came to his senses, Wen Chi's figure had already disappeared behind the gate of Zhudi Residence.

Eunuch Zhu was stunned to see the door being closed, and it took him a long time to take small steps towards the carriage.

In the carriage, Shi Ye was still sitting quietly in the wheelchair, as if he was closing his eyes to rest his mind, and he didn't know if he heard the conversation between Eunuch Zhu and Wen Chi just now.

Eunuch Zhu felt the condensed atmosphere in the carriage, and carefully sat down in his original position with his waist bowed.

At this moment, Shi Ye suddenly said, "He's gone?"

Eunuch Zhu replied in a low voice: "Go back to His Royal Highness, Mr. Wen has been tired all day, and he is also a little tired, so the servant asked him to go back earlier to rest."

Shi Ye was silent for a while, then sneered: "I saw it, don't look at him who usually walks slowly, but at this time he runs faster than a rabbit, people who don't know it should think that I am a man-eating monster."

Eunuch Zhu was dripping with cold sweat: "Perhaps Mr. Wen is in a hurry to go back to rest..."

Shi Ye said, "That's all."

Wen Chi ran back into the house in one breath, out of breath.

Ruofang and Ruotao sat at the table and waited. Seeing Wen Chi rushing in, they thought something had happened, so they got up to meet him.

Wen Chi took a sip of the tea poured by Ruotao, then waved his hands and said, "I'm fine, why are you up so late?"

Ruotao said: "My maidservant and Ruofang are a little worried when they see that the young master has not come back so late, and there is no news from Eunuch Zhu."

Wen Chi smiled: "The Peach Blossom Banquet was quite lively, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stayed relatively late before coming back."

Ruotao said, "Young master is safe."

"By the way, Mr. Wen." Ruofang brought a guqin from somewhere, and put it lightly on the table in front of Wen Chi, "This is the piano sent back by the people around His Royal Highness, take a look."

Wen Chi was a little surprised, he thought that Shi Ye had given him a Guqin, but after a closer look, he realized that was not the case.

If he did not admit his mistake, this Guqin should be the Guqin that Wen Liang specially brought to the Peach Blossom Banquet, and it was also the Guqin that General Lin used to play at the Peach Blossom Banquet, and it was a relic of the original owner's mother.

This violin...

It was actually sent by Shi Ye?

Wen Chi was afraid that he had misheard the name, so he asked Ruofang again.

Ruofang replied very firmly: "My maidservant remembers clearly that that little Shuanzi is the person next to His Royal Highness, besides, in this huge East Palace, no one other than His Royal Highness dared to enter our bamboo in a grand manner. Diju."

After hearing this, Wen Chi's mood suddenly became complicated.

It's not that he didn't think about taking back the guqin for the original owner, but he was even more afraid that his unnecessary actions would accidentally anger the system. Since the appearance of that mysterious power, he had somewhat feared the system he had never met before.

Even so, Wen Chi couldn't help looking at the guqin many times during the peach blossom banquet, whether it was influenced by the original owner's state of mind.

Unexpectedly, Shi Ye saw all these in his eyes.

Wen Chi sighed, stepped forward, raised his hand and gently placed it on the strings of the guqin.

He doesn't know how to play the piano, but he tried to pluck the strings a few times based on the memory of learning how to play the guitar from his friends, and he heard a few out-of-tuned syllables jumping out from his fingertips.

Although he played very badly, it is not difficult to hear that the timbre of this guqin is excellent. No wonder Mrs. Xu hated the original owner's mother so much, but still kept these things after the original owner's mother died.

Wen Chi closed his eyes, and in front of the dark eyes suddenly appeared the bits and pieces of the original owner's relationship with his mother when he was a child, and it disappeared quickly.

However, Wen Chi could feel his hand plucking the strings began to tremble, and he felt uncontrollably sad.

That sad emotion was like a tide, drowning him.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were sore, and it took him a lot of effort to force the wetness back.

Ruofang and Ruotao stood beside him, and the two girls looked at him worriedly.

"My lord..." Ruofang said softly, "Are you okay?"

Wen Chi withdrew his hand and shook his head: "I'm fine."

Ruotao said: "If the young master is not feeling well, it is better to go back to the room to rest earlier."

"Help me put this violin away." After Wen Chi ordered, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, are you safe?"

Ruofang chuckled, covered her mouth, and said gloatingly: "Ping An has long since rested, maybe he is tired from pruning branches these days, and he doesn't even bother to talk to us now."

Wen Chi thought this was just right, and he didn't want to hear Ping An chattering in his ear.

Wen Chi was really tired, he hurriedly took a bath, and after going to bed, he began to feel drowsy.

Half asleep, half awake, he thought of Shi Ye who gave him the Guqin, and wondered if Shi Ye was still angry at the moment.

For some reason, Wen Chi suddenly regretted that he had rejected Eunuch Zhu's request before. Although Shi Ye's temper was indeed weird, it was an indisputable fact that Shi Ye had spared him many times.

He should take advantage of Shi Ye's easy talk and try to please Shi Ye more, lest Shi Ye ascend the throne in the future and become a veritable tyrant and end his life with one hand.

But thinking is one thing, doing it is another.

Just thinking of Shi Ye's icy face, Wen Chi felt as if his whole body was frozen, and he didn't even dare to move his limbs easily.

He was really scared woo woo woo...

Wen Chi slowly fell asleep while thinking about these messy things.

After sleeping for a long time, Wen Chi gradually became conscious, and he felt a strong sense of being followed.

That line of sight cast down from the side of the bed, sweeping him from head to tail, like a hunter sizing up his prey, made Wen Chi get goosebumps all over his body.

Wen Chi thought he was having a nightmare, he shivered subconsciously, and was about to pull the quilt up.

He half-opened his eyes in a daze, and then pulled the quilt halfway, and suddenly saw a black shadow standing upright beside his bed.

Wen Chi: "..."

He woke up instantly.

What the hell!

Something was standing by his bed!

Wen Chi swallowed the scream abruptly, his body was stiff, and the hand holding the quilt stopped in mid-air, he half-closed his eyes and glanced at the side of the bed for a long time, but couldn't distinguish the black shadow Is it human or ghost?

At this moment, the black shadow suddenly took a step forward.

Hei Ying seemed to know that Wen Chi had woken up, and quickly tapped Wen Chi's chest a few times with his fingertips.

Wen Chi suddenly felt that his whole body weighed a thousand catties, he couldn't even move his fingers, his mouth was slightly opened, and he couldn't make a sound from his throat.

Wen Chi's face was pale, and he stared at the black shadow in despair.

It's a pity that there wasn't even a little moonlight in the room, so he couldn't see who the black figure was at all, he could only vaguely see the silhouette of that person, it should be a very tall man.

Just as Wen Chi was thinking this way, Hei Ying stretched out his hand and hugged him horizontally. With a touch of his toes, he flew out of the window extremely lightly.