Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

But that person didn't leave.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Wen Chi intently.

Wen Chi, who was half asleep and half awake, felt that person's fingertips moving up and down his cheek little by little. It was still the familiar icy cold touch, which made him raise his hand reflexively and grasp that person's hand.

Hold it like that for a while.

Wen Chi seemed to feel something, his long eyelashes trembled twice, and he slowly opened his eyes——

Under the dim candlelight, the man lowered his head, his cold and beautiful face was mostly blurred by the warm light, but there was a kind of beauty that half covered his face while holding a pipa, only the thin lips were very clear.

It is said that people with thin lips are also fickle, but it seems like that, even if that person is in a warm light, there is a sense of coldness that seems to be nothing.

Wen Chi opened his eyes wide, trying hard to see the person's appearance clearly.

It's a pity that his eyes were full of strands of light, and after a slight sway, those rays of light bloomed, like a veil between him and that person.

Wen Chi stared at that person for a long time, but still felt dissatisfied, so he stretched out his hand and explored directly towards that person's face.

The man seemed to have noticed his movement, but did not avoid it.

So Wen Chi touched that person's face as he wished, but unfortunately that person's skin was not as smooth as he imagined, but instead had a weird tactile sensation, as if stroking on uneven burn marks.

burn marks...

Wen Chi suddenly thought of someone.

"Shi Ye." He raised his head slightly and looked at it from a different angle. It was indeed Shi Ye. He yawned and murmured, "Why are you here?"

When learning martial arts during the day, Wen Chi cursed Shi Ye from head to toe in his heart, and vowed that he would not give him a good face when he saw Shi Ye again.

As a result, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

Wen Chi, who had been tossing around for a long time, was really exhausted and didn't have the energy to settle accounts with Shi Ye, and of course... he didn't dare to settle accounts with Shi Ye either.

Although very cowardly, he did not admit it.

Humph.

But it's strange to say that before Wen Chi was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers, but now he has the strength to pinch Shi Ye's face.

Until his hand was grabbed by Shi Ye's.

Wen Chi struggled twice, but couldn't break free.

"Don't touch it." Shi Ye's voice was deep, but this was his usual tone, and there was no hint of displeasure.

Wen Chi immediately climbed up the pole and muttered, "Don't you have the ability to heal yourself? You can even heal your legs, why don't you remove these scars?"

Shi Ye said, "Is this important?"

"Of course it's important." Wen Chi was extremely sleepy, and withdrew his hand to rest on his cheek. He squinted his eyes and looked at Shi Ye, with a big tongue when he spoke, "Appearance and justice, whether it is modern or ancient, are all based on appearance society."

Shi Ye was stunned for a moment: "Appearance?"

"It's your face." Wen Chi chuckled, foolishly, "You look so good-looking, it's a pity to ruin your face."

This sentence seemed to have amused Shi Ye, he tilted his head, and there was an obvious smile in his voice: "Is this palace good-looking?"

"Looks good..." Wen Chi said, in order to confirm what he said, he carefully looked at Shi Ye's intact half of his face, and then nodded his head heavily, so that the hair scattered in front of his eyes, "It looks good, His Highness is The most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life."

After speaking, he yawned again.

His consciousness gradually became heavy, and he couldn't even turn his head. He simply closed his eyes and floated up and down in the light clouds.

At this moment, a cold hand suddenly pinched his cheek lightly.

"You haven't bathed yet."

"No..." Wen Chi raised his hand and patted the hand pinching his cheek away, without even opening his eyes, he said inarticulately, "I'm so tired, I don't want to take a shower anymore, I want to sleep."

"You haven't changed your clothes either."

"I don't want to change clothes..."

Before the words finished, Wen Chi just fell asleep on his stomach.

However, the staring feeling on his face still hasn't disappeared, Shi Ye sat beside his bed for a long time before letting out a soft sigh, then got up and walked away.

Wen Chi had just fallen asleep, so he was still asleep. He vaguely thought that Shi Ye would not come back again, so he turned over and turned his back to the outside of the bed.

Unexpectedly, not long after, there was the sound of intentionally light footsteps behind him, and the sound of heavy objects being placed lightly on the ground.

Shi Ye said, "Go down."

Zuo Zhi responded, and went out lightly with a few maidservants.

Shi Ye stood there for a while before walking to the bed.

Soon, Wen Chi felt hands coming and going on his clothes, peeling him clean like peeling rice dumplings, and then picked him up horizontally, turned around and put him into a piece of warm water.

The temperature of the water is moderate, soaking in it, the whole person is warm.

As a result, the hands that walked on his body were not so cold and soaking in people...

Waiting for the warm pool to open his eyes again, it was already the second day.

He was lying on his back on the bed, his whole body was sore, only his brain was exceptionally clear, and he even remembered clearly what happened last night.

He raised his arms with some difficulty, lifted the quilt, looked down, and found that he was indeed wearing brand new underwear and underwear.

This is the evidence from last night...

He can't even deny it.

Wen Chi sighed, slowly covered his face with his hands, and scolded himself heartbroken.

No wonder everyone said that beauty misleads people. Even if he only looked at half of Shi Ye's face with his deep facial expression, he was so confused that he couldn't bear it.

Ahhhhh!

So why is Shi Ye such a good-looking tyrant?

But having said that, even though he felt ashamed, he should be glad that Shi Ye just helped him take a bath and didn't use the jade, otherwise maybe his limbs were not only sore because of excessive exercise yesterday...

Speaking of those jades, Wen Chi could not help imagining the thickness of those jades, and then shivered.

No!

The thin ones are okay, but the thick ones are too thick, and they definitely won't fit in. Even with plaster, the process of putting them in must be very painful.

no no no...

no no no...

Why did he have to use those jades?

Even though Wen Chi is a salted fish, he is also a salted fish with a dream, and his dream is not to use those jades... well, at least not to use those thick ones.

While cheering himself up, Wen Chi grinned in pain and got up from the bed.

I hurriedly washed up and finished my breakfast.

Before leaving, he saw the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall opposite the end of the bed, and walked over.

God rewards hard work.

He has to work hard, as long as he runs fast, those jades can't catch up with him.

"Come on." Wen Chi clenched his fists and walked out arrogantly.

However, within half a day, he withered.

The content Liu De trained him was exactly the same as yesterday, and it was even more devilish than yesterday, not only increased the amount, but also increased the tricks, tossing so much that Wen Chi couldn't even breathe out when he was panting.

During the break, Wen Chi lay prone on the stone table, refusing to get up and continue training without saying anything.

Liu De was not in a hurry, and stood calmly by the side watching Wen Chi's performance.

But Wen Chi was in a hurry, not only was he anxious, but the emotions in his heart were written on his face without omission.

Seeing that Liu De was soft and hard, Wen Chi went around and around, and finally got around to pretending to be pitiful: "Brother De, I really can't take it anymore. If this continues, I will definitely die of exhaustion."

Liu De frowned slightly: "Mr. Wen, your physical fitness is too poor. Even if you don't learn martial arts, you should exercise properly."

Exercise is out of the question.

Before Wen Chi crossed over, the original owner was a dead house, like the dog prince, who never left the house, and at most went out to watch the lanterns on holidays.After Wen Chi crossed over, he became even more homely. He didn't even have to look at the lanterns. He never stood when he could sit, and he never sat when he could lie down.

Looking at Wen Chi's reaction, Liu De didn't seem to expect any good reply from Wen Chi. He seemed to be struggling for a while, and then said tactfully: "Mr. Wen, I have to say something. Although men are easy to conceive, but It is quite difficult for men to give birth.”

Wen Chi, who was lying on the stone table, was taken aback immediately when he heard the words.

Liu De continued: "Men are not as good as women, and the possibility of dystocia is doubled. If Mr. Wen wants to have a child, he needs to make preparations in advance."

Wen Chi: "..."

what to do?After Liu De said this, he was even more reluctant to move.

The two struggled for a long time, and finally Liu De used his trump card to move the prince out, and finally persuaded Wen Chi.

At the end of the day, Wen Chi had changed from a salted fish to a dried salted fish, and when he returned to his room, he was paralyzed on the bed and couldn't get up—of course he didn't forget to eat dinner.

After supper, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Vaguely, it seemed that someone came in.

That person sat by his bed for a long time like last night, then stripped his clothes and hugged him horizontally. Not long after, the warm pool was immersed in the warm water of last night...

Day three.

Wen Chi opened his eyes.

Concentrating his eyes, he saw the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall. The four big characters of "Heaven rewards diligence" in full swing seemed to be mercilessly mocking him.

He stared at the four big characters for a long time, put a hand on his forehead, and sighed faintly.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but he seems to be getting closer to those jades.

Fortunately, with the foundation of the previous two days, from the third day on, Wenchi gradually adapted to this intensity of life. Although he was still as tired as before and didn't even want to lift his eyelids, at least he no longer It feels so tormented.

After more than ten days, Wen Chi obviously felt that his physical fitness had improved to a great extent.

He gradually stopped being so repulsive about practicing basic skills, and even faintly looked forward to Liu De's next class.

According to Liu De, the next step is to start learning internal skills, and then lightness skills.

Wen Chi is not very interested in other martial arts, but he really wants to learn light martial arts - if the dog prince loses his temper in the future, he can quickly run away and save his life.

I just want to beat the dog prince in lightness kung fu, the probability seems to be about zero...

do not care.

Wen Chi was eager to try, and often asked Liu De when he would start learning Qinggong.

However, at this time Liu De was playing Tai Chi with him: "Wait a minute, how can learning martial arts be accomplished overnight? What is more needed is your accumulated training."

Wen Chi: "..."

Now Liu De is not in a hurry and he is in a hurry.

Wen Chi waited for another two days.

In the end, he didn't wait for Liu De's new course, but he waited for Shi Ye's inspection.

That night, Wen Chi slumped on the bed as usual after dinner.

Not long after, he heard the sound of the door opening, he quickly took a deep breath, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Shi Ye's steps were light and steady, and he walked slowly to Wen Chi's bed.

Wen Chi thought that Shi Ye would sit by his bed for a while as usual, but after Shi Ye stood still by his bed, he didn't intend to sit down, but said lightly: "Get up."