Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Wen Chi felt like he had a very long dream.

He dreamed that he was almost caught by the kidnappers when he was escaping, but he met Shi Ye at the critical moment. Shi Ye was dressed in snow clothes and a half-face mask, and looked like a high-ranking god under the moonlight. With a wave of his hand, the kidnappers were separated...

But isn't Shiye in the capital?

It takes more than three days in a carriage from the capital to Jinju, not to mention that Shi Ye is still in a wheelchair. His sudden appearance in Jinzhou is too eye-catching and incredible.

However, Wen Chi soon discovered that he was not dreaming.

If it was a dream, Shi Ye's stinky face just now was too real, and the person who can't spit out ivory like this should be Shi Ye Ben Ye.

Wen Chi remembered what Shi Ye said just now, and only then did he belatedly feel that his cheeks were burning, so hot that he subconsciously covered his mouth, and a dull voice came out from between his fingers: "I Just go wash up."

As he said that, Wen Chi quickly got up from the ground, and was about to go outside—in fact, he just felt extremely embarrassed, and wanted to find a quiet place to relax.

Shi Ye said, "Wait."

Wen Chi immediately stopped moving.

His reflexive behavior seemed to make Shi Ye chuckle, but the laughter was very weak, but it disappeared in an instant, and Shi Ye's voice was still so cold: "Come here."

Wen Chi sighed secretly, turned around and quickly moved in front of Shi Ye, lowered his eyebrows and obediently called out: "His Royal Highness."

Shi Ye was already much taller than Wen Chi, and now Wen Chi was hunched over, wishing he could turn into an ostrich and bury his head in the ground. You can see Wen Chi's hair that has become extra soft under the light.

He raised his hand to touch Wen Chi's hair, but then thought of Wen Chi's rejection of him, and that hand stiffly froze in mid-air again.

After a while, he took his hand back.

"Didn't you still take the initiative last night? Shi Ye yelled one by one, and the other one was smooth." Shi Ye paused, and glanced at the shivering Wen Chi, "Why do you know you're afraid now?"

Wen Chi: "..."

The memory of last night in his mind is not very clear, he only remembers that Shi Ye rescued him and then flew around the eaves with him in his arms. Shi Ye's body smells good, his hair smells good, and his skin is more similar, which fascinates him.

I don't know where Shi Ye, a big man who doesn't like makeup, has such a nice fragrance.

Wen Chi thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he lost his mind. He quickly withdrew his thoughts and admitted his mistake in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Shi Ye suddenly bowed his waist, and looked directly at Wen Chi's with his deep black eyes.

The sudden closeness between the two made Wen Chi a little uncomfortable, but instead of running away in panic, he pursed his lips and carefully looked into Shi Ye's black eyes.

Shi Ye noticed the change in Wen Chi, the coolness in his eyes dissipated a little, he opened his lips and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Chi looked very much like an elementary school student who was punished by the head teacher to stand after doing something wrong. His fingertips twitched on the sleeves, and said in a murmur, "I shouldn't have called His Highness the Crown Prince by his name when I was unconscious."

In order to clear himself up, Wen Chi specially emphasized the word "unclear consciousness". Dreams and real situations made such mistakes, but the words came out of my mouth, and I should be held accountable for my mistakes."

Shi Ye stared at Wen Chi with a half-smile.

Wen Chi shrank his neck, always feeling like Shi Ye saw through him.

"That's right, it seems that you have become more eloquent after leaving this Palace." Shi Ye said, "What else?"

Wen Chi was dumbfounded.

Shi Ye asked: "Where is the mistake?"

Wen Chi stared blankly at Shi Ye's thin lips opening and closing as he spoke. They were so close, he could see Shi Ye's thick eyelashes like butterfly wings, and he could smell the light fragrance from Shi Ye's body like a feather coming from him. His mind flicked, his eyes fixed on Shi Ye's thin lips, and he said something mysteriously: "I shouldn't have bad breath."

Shi Ye: "..."

After saying this, an undisguised dislike flashed across Shi Ye's face, he quickly stood up straight, opened the distance between the two of them, and even took two steps back calmly.

"Left branch."

Zuo Zhi, who was guarding the door, opened the door and entered: "His Royal Highness."

"Prepare clothes and water."

"Yes."

Shi Ye didn't look at Wen Chi again, shook his sleeves, and walked out of the room without looking back.

Only Wen Chi stood there in embarrassment, turned his head to meet Zuo Zhi's gaze, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

It was already half an hour after the warm pool was cleaned up and breakfast was eaten.

He followed Zuo Zhi downstairs, walked out of the courtyard, and saw a carriage parked outside the gate.

After getting into the carriage, I realized that Shi Ye had been sitting inside waiting.

Wen Chi quietly sat down opposite Shi Ye, and after feeling the carriage moving forward, he quickly looked at Shi Ye who was already taking a nap with his eyes closed: "Your Highness, where are we going?"

Shi Ye closed his eyes and said, "Clean up the mess."

Wen Chi snorted.

In the silence, his eyes lingered on Shi Ye's lap for a few times, and finally he couldn't hold back and said, "Your Highness, don't you use a wheelchair?"

Shi Ye said, "I didn't bring it."

Wen Chi frowned, and said hesitantly: "But if you go out like this later, wouldn't those people know that your legs are healed?"

Shi Ye slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely beautiful, with slightly wider eye sockets and raised eye ends, his eyes were cold, as if nothing in this world would stain him with any emotion.

It's a pity that those terrible burn marks still covered half of his face...

If Shi Ye hadn't experienced the fire five or six years ago, I'm afraid the title of the world's most beautiful man would have nothing to do with Shi Jin.

Wen Chi couldn't help feeling sorry, at this moment, he heard Shi Ye say: "You want me to sit there all the time?"

Wen Chi was taken aback by this sentence, and quickly shook his head: "I just think that no matter what His Royal Highness does, there must be a reason for His Royal Highness. His Highness has been hiding the truth for so long, and suddenly those people know the truth. Doesn't it mean that all previous efforts have been wasted?" gone."

While talking, Wen Chi had already dreamed up a palace fight drama. The lonely prince who lost his mother's support faced the favored concubine Rong and the extremely popular fourth prince, so he had to pretend to be disabled to win the emperor's sympathy.

Who would have thought that this disguise lasted for five or six years, even though he wanted to stand up countless times, he had to suppress his inner impulse and continue to play the role of the disabled and sick prince...

wrong.

This dog prince crushed a woman to death with one hand, where is he sick?

That is to continue to play the disabled and strong prince.

Wen Chi thought half of it, and was immediately amused by the word "strong" that he came up with. Fortunately, he held back in time, but the twitching corners of his mouth made it a little hard for him to hold back.

Shi Ye looked at Wen Chi's changing expression indifferently, and said, "Thinking about it carefully, I don't have any reason to sit on it."

Hearing this, Wen Chi showed doubts: "Then why does His Royal Highness want to..."

Shi Ye said calmly, "I'm too lazy to walk."

Wen Chi: "..."

This dog prince is not only a dog, but also has such a different mind.

Well, he admitted that he was just envious and jealous...

Thinking of this, Wen Chi shed tears of regret.

He hates it.

He hated that he didn't wear it on Shi Ye, or Shi Jin, or the emperor.

After arriving at the destination, Shi Ye really didn't intend to take a wheelchair, so he got up and got out of the carriage with two long legs.

Wen Chi hurriedly followed behind.

This time Wen Chi was not covered with a hood, so he could see clearly what this place was - it should be in the outskirts of Jinzhou, and the surrounding area was particularly desolate, and he could even see the sheds built by the poor and the messy farmland not far away.

In comparison, only the house in front of me looks slightly better.

However, this house should have been snatched by the kidnappers temporarily. Not only were there many women and children's clothes drying in the yard, but there were also a lot of chicken and duck feces that had not been disposed of on the ground.

No wonder Wen Chi smelled an unpleasant smell before.

Of course, the smell is still not good, maybe it has been left for too long, it stimulates Wen Chi's sensory world like a poisonous gas, even Zuo Zhi frowned slightly when he stepped in.

Only Shi Ye kept his emotions and anger indifferent, and walked straight forward without any emotion in his eyes.

Wen Chi followed behind Shi Ye, and vaguely smelled the fragrance left in Shi Ye's hair, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he quietly moved forward.

It smells good.

Then move forward.

It smells really good.

Wen Chi wondered why he hadn't noticed that Shi Ye smelled so good before.

Just when Wen Chi was about to move forward, Shi Ye who was walking in front suddenly stopped.

Caught off guard, Wen Chi bumped into it.

Wen Chi: "..."

When Shi Ye turned around, he saw Wen Chi bowed his head guiltily, and said, "Have you heard enough?"

After all, Wen Chi was still a little afraid of Shi Ye, so he answered truthfully without thinking: "No."

After speaking, he fell silent.

He just wanted to bite off his tongue.

When Shi Ye took a step towards him, he was so frightened that his body froze, and it took a lot of effort to force himself not to step back, and then he watched Shi Ye take his hand, and in his doubtful eyes Put your hand in front of his nose.

Soon, a faint scent entered Wen Chi's nose.

Wen Chi's eyes fell, and then he saw a strand of black hair wrapped around his wrist at some point.

Shi Ye said, "Smell this."

It turned out that this was Shi Ye's hair...

But Wen Chi couldn't remember when he took Shi Ye's hair and wrapped it around his wrist. Taking a step back, even if he had a hundred courage, he wouldn't dare to move Shi Ye's hair.

Wen Chi suppressed the doubts in his heart, glanced at the hair on his wrist, suddenly his cheeks felt a little hot, and he stammered, "Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"No thanks." Shi Ye said, "If it's not enough, I have another way."

After all, when Wen Chi looked up, Shi Ye said expressionlessly, "I will help you stuff it into your nose, so that you can smell it enough."

Wen Chi: "..."

The redness on his cheeks disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The whole house was extremely quiet, and they didn't see anyone along the way.

After arriving at the lobby, I saw brothers Liu De and Liu Shan.

Seeing Shi Ye's figure, the two brothers hurried over, bowed their heads and cupped their fists in salute: "Join Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Shi Ye asked, "How?"

At this moment, the Liu De and Liu Shan brothers restrained their anger, and there was a huge difference from when they were pretending to be kidnappers before. They seemed to be a lot more taciturn and more stable.

Liu De replied: "Go back to His Royal Highness, the subordinates have already dealt with all the people who should be dealt with, only the hostages who were kidnapped together with Mr. Wen are left."

Shi Ye nodded, and asked again: "Where is that person?"

Liu Dedao: "Go back to His Royal Highness, Zhang Heng was temporarily detained in a room by his subordinates."

Shi Ye's voice was cold: "Lead the way."

Liu De and Liu Shan heard the words and hurriedly walked ahead to lead the way.

The room where Zhang Heng was imprisoned was just next to the hall, and it was only a few steps away. Liu De opened the door, and an air with a strong smell of blood rushed towards his face.

Everyone present did not change expression, only Wen Chi's expression changed suddenly, he turned his head suddenly and retched twice.

He quickly raised his hand, put the hair wrapped around his wrist in front of his nose and sniffed, and the nausea that came up subsided a little.