Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Killed, killed.

Prince killed...

Wen Chi's shocked eyes fell on the lifeless corpse on the ground, and all the hairs on his body stood on end for a moment.

He had seen so many fake corpses on the set before, and this was the first time he had seen a real corpse, but not long ago, that corpse was still a living person...

Wen Chi felt something churning in his stomach, and a strong sense of nausea rushed to his forehead in an instant along with the fear soaked in the bone marrow.

He thought he was going to throw up uncontrollably—luckily he couldn't.

In the end, he just staggered back two steps.

The maids and eunuchs who followed Shi Ye all looked familiar.

The eunuch slapped his hands expressionlessly, and immediately four young eunuchs came up behind him.

Soon, the four little eunuchs quickly carried away Yueshan's body.

Wen Chi stuck in place, not even daring to move.

He watched silently as the maid took out a handkerchief from nowhere, knelt down on the ground, and carefully wiped Shi Ye's hand that just touched Yueshan.

Shi Ye turned his head, and his indifferent eyes fell on Wen Chi.

His eyes are pure black, like a pool of pitch-black stagnant water, without the slightest vitality, but so sharp, as if one can see through Wen Chi's soul with a single glance.

Wen Chi was startled, and quickly lowered his head, his hands holding the wooden box trembled.

The next moment, he heard Shi Ye say coolly: "You take what others give you. You really don't have any defenses."

Wen Chi buried his head even lower.

He looked unmoved on the surface, but in fact, a storm had already set off in his heart.

How did Shi Ye know that Yueshan gave him tea?

At this time, Shi Ye said again: "Aren't you afraid that that thing is poisonous?"

Wen Chi didn't dare to look directly into Shi Ye's eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head and said, "His Royal Highness is wise and powerful. With His Royal Highness sitting in the East Palace, those ghosts and snakes naturally dare not make trouble under His Highness's nose."

"You can speak with this mouth." Shi Ye seemed to be pleased by his rainbow skin, and he actually laughed. With a smile, he said, "Unfortunately, what you said is all wrong."

Wen Chi didn't understand, raised his head nervously, and said hesitantly, "His Royal Highness means...is there poison in this tea?"

Shi Ye rested his chin on one hand as before, looking lazy. He squinted his eyes, like a child who had a prank mentality, and said mysteriously: "You will know whether it is poisonous or not after you try it."

Wen Chi: "..."

The eunuch who followed Shi Ye walked over without saying a word, took the wooden box in Wen Chi's hand, opened it, held it in both hands and handed it to Wen Chi: "Please, Mr. Wen."

Wen Chi was shocked by this magical turning point, followed by overwhelming despair.

It's over.

In the end it was his turn as a witness.

Sure enough, the acting in the costume TV series was right. If you see something you shouldn't watch, you will die. In the end, the prince still stretched out his claws to him, an innocent and weak passerby.

Originally, Wen Chi was not worried about the tea leaves, and was about to take them back to the bottom of the box, but seeing Shi Ye's attitude now, he was almost sure that there was something wrong with the tea leaves.

Wen Chi hesitated for a moment, then under Shi Ye's burning gaze, he grabbed a lot of tea leaves in the wooden box with his index and middle fingers, stuffed them into his mouth in one go, chewed them twice, and swallowed.

With the determination to die, he became more courageous, and looked directly into Shi Ye's eyes.

I have to admit that although half of Shi Ye's face was severely burned, his eyes were very beautiful, with wide eyelids and raised eye tails, and he was born with the air of a domineering king.

It's a pity that there is nothing in those beautiful eyes.

Shi Ye met his gaze, was stunned imperceptibly, and then showed an unfathomable expression, his slender fingertips tapped on his cheek, and said with great interest: "You are so strange, you don't seem to be afraid of death .”

Wen Chi said honestly, "I'm afraid."

Shi Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at the wooden box in the eunuch's hand, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "I ate a lot."

"..." Wen Chi felt ashamed for a moment, he retorted weakly, "If I don't eat, can I survive?"

"No." The prince looked at him and grinned, "I have plenty of ways to make your death worse."

Wen Chi was desperate.

Shi Ye seemed to have had enough fun, he waved his hand, and the maid immediately understood and pushed the wheelchair away.

Wen Chi retreated to the side.

Who knew that the wheelchair stopped before it was pushed far, and when the wind came in front of it, Ye Ye's impatient voice said, "Aren't you following up?"

Wen Chi was taken aback for a moment, and after confirming that Shi Ye was speaking to him, he hurried up to meet him: "What orders does His Royal Highness have?"

"Follow." Shi Ye smiled, "Let me see how you died of poisoning."

Wen Chi: "..."

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Forget it……

Civilized people don't swear.

The main reason is that if he accidentally said this sentence, I'm afraid he will get cold faster and die more miserably.

Wen Chi touched his chilly neck, and followed behind the maid timidly.

Wen Chi didn't know if there was any poison in the tea he ate just now, anyway, he didn't have any adverse reactions along the way, but he was almost scared to death by his messy thoughts.

Until the maid in front stopped, Wen Chi had imagined the scene of him being hacked to pieces by the prince countless times in his mind.

He was really terrified of this moody prince.

In any case, the prince suddenly called out to him that it was no good.

Wen Chi withdrew his thoughts, only then realized that he had followed Shi Ye to the study.

The study room is very large. In addition to the huge desk full of memorials, there are also low tables, reclining chairs and couches for rest.

Wen Chi lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye, standing in the corner in obscurity, watching his nose and mouth with concern, as long as Shi Ye didn't notice his existence, he would treat himself as a transparent person.

Perhaps God heard Wen Chi's inner prayer, but Shi Ye actually acted as if he didn't exist, and was pushed behind the desk by the palace lady, propped his forehead, closed his eyes, and listened to the eunuch read the contents of the memorial.

The eunuch squeezed his throat and read slowly and softly.

Wen Chi stood in the corner, waiting for death with a skeptical attitude—in fact, he began to doubt whether there was really poison in the tea.

It is not impossible to say that Shi Ye had a bad taste and intentionally tricked him.

After all, it's about life, Wen Chi was fascinated by it.

Suddenly, Shi Ye's cold voice said: "Sit."

Wen Chi was suddenly brought back to his thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw Shi Ye opened his eyes at some point, those dark eyes were staring at him lightly.

Wen Chi's back was instantly covered with cold sweat. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the collapsed chair not far from him, stepped back lightly, and then sat on it nervously.

Shi Ye seemed satisfied, and signaled the eunuch to continue with his eyes.

As a result, the eunuch hadn't read for a long time, when Shi Ye suddenly said, "Eat."

The eunuch's voice stopped abruptly, and he held the memorial tightly, so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe out.

The other court ladies and eunuchs in the study also buried their heads almost on their chests, their faces extremely pale.

Wen Chi desperately realized that when Ye was talking to him again, he turned his head and saw several plates of delicate pastries on the low table on the right, and he reached out to pick up the most beautiful one.

Holding the pastry in both hands, he ate it in small bites.

Shi Ye propped his chin and stared at Wen Chi intently, his thoughts at this moment could not be seen from his expression.

The cold sweat on Wen Chi's back gradually spread to his whole body. He ate slowly but dared not stop.

Finally, he ate all the plates of pastries.

Shi Ye asked, "Is it delicious?"

Wen Chi answered honestly: "It's delicious." It just means eating very full.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this answer, Shi Ye seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and suddenly supported the handle of the wheelchair and burst out laughing.

In the study, everyone including Wen Chi was as quiet as a chicken, only Shi Ye laughed extraordinarily wildly as if someone had tapped his laughing point.

After laughing for a while, he pointed to Wen Chi and said, "Why do you eat everything?"

Wen Chi: "..."

Depend on!

Wouldn't he die faster if he didn't eat it!

Wen Chi felt like vomiting, but he didn't dare to vomit, so he lowered his head pretending to be ashamed.

"Since you like eating so much." The prince said, "come and eat every day from now on."

Wen Chi: "..."

He almost burst into tears, and suppressed the grief in his heart: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

But thinking about it on the bright side, Shi Ye would say that, at least it means that there is no poison in those tea leaves, and he can live for a few more days.

Wen Chi comforted himself in this way.

When Wen Chi returned to Zhudi Residence with the lost and recovered wooden box, Ping An had been back for a long time, and was anxiously wandering around the yard.

Seeing Wen Chi's figure, Ping An's face brightened.

"Mr. Wen!" Ping An rushed over, "It's great that you're fine!"

In fact, Wen Chi just seemed to be fine. On the way back, his steps were floating. The feeling of escaping from death was too unreal, so he had to take it easy.

Thinking of this, Wen Chi quickened his pace: "I'm tired, I'm going to lie down for a while."

Pingan is still worried: "Mr. Wen, I heard that you met Mrs. Yueshan and Mr. Yuegui on the other side of the lake. he."

Mentioning Yueshan, Wen Chi's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He couldn't even listen to Ping An's other words, and walked into the bedroom in three steps at a time.

Anxious, Pingan didn't dare to follow Wenchi in and disturb Wenchi, so after walking around the door a few times, he had to go to Ruofang Ruotao to fetch some water for Wenchi to wash his face and feet.

Wen Chi changed his clothes and lay on the bed. After tossing around all afternoon, he was already exhausted, but he couldn't fall asleep after closing his eyes.

In the dark, he could always think of Yueshan's expression of unwillingness and hatred after his death.

He didn't expect that Shi Ye had such amazing strength that he could cut off a person's neck with his bare hands.

If Shi Ye knew that he was not gentle...

Wen Chi shrinks his neck in fear, he doesn't look like Wen Liang, and in the future he will see Shi Ye every day like Dabao advertises, the chance of being exposed has increased dozens of times.

Maybe Shi Ye will find out the truth tomorrow.

Not to mention, what made Wen Chi even more troublesome was that Wen Changqing was planning to put the shit bowl on his head.

It is estimated that in the next few days, the gossip that he knocked Wen Liang unconscious and entered the palace pretending to be Wen Liang will spread from the Wen residence.

No.

He had to act quickly.