Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Regardless of whether Shi Ye's words were his sincerity, Wen Chi couldn't listen to a single word.

His ears are full of buzzing sounds, making a mess, making him irritated

I don't know how long it took before those buzzing sounds slowly disappeared, replaced by silence...

Deathly silence.

Wen Chi heard his own numb voice: "Why?"

Shi Ye lowered his eyelids and looked at him quietly. Those beautiful phoenix eyes were calm and unable to capture any emotions. He just looked at Wen Chi for a long time before letting go of the hand that was blocking Wen Chi: "From now on There is still a long way to go, I'm afraid there will be many accidents, at least I can't have children yet."

"..." Wen Chi's hand holding Bizi Tang trembled a little, his eyes filled with unconcealable surprise when he looked at Shi Ye, "What do you mean by that?"

Shi Ye said: "You have also seen that there are many people who want to take my life."

Wen Chi couldn't accept this reason for a while, even the words he said trembled violently: "But no one can hurt you, can they?"

Shi Ye shook his head lightly.

Wen Chi's eyes were round and his chest was heaving. Although he tried so hard to calm himself down, he tried many times, but he still failed - he couldn't force himself to calm down at all.

He couldn't pretend he was calm either.

Even if he is salty and thoughtless, it is impossible for him to completely ignore this matter.

He stared at Shi Ye's face for a long time, and suddenly the corner of his mouth was pulled into a self-deprecating smile: "It's just a bowl of soup, so what His Royal Highness says is what it is."

After all, Wen Chi wanted to drink the Bizi soup.

However, Shi Ye raised his hand again to stop his movement.

Wen Chi held his breath, and looked up at Shi Ye with red eyes.

Shi Ye was stunned by his gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I took measures last night, but I didn't stay inside. It's just that the soup hurts my body."

Although he said so, it was his first time doing this kind of thing after all, he was not familiar with all the procedures, and he had to figure out everything by himself. In order to avoid mistakes, he personally brought this bowl of Bizitang.

It's just that at this moment, his eyes on Shang Wenchi——

Undeniably, he regretted it a bit.

Maybe he should follow God's will.

In the past, he never thought of having a child, until not long ago Wen Chi lied to him that he was pregnant, and he called Hanako to expose Wen Chi's lie.Even though he knew that Wen Chi had lied, it was undeniable that he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He hoped that Wen Chi hadn't lied.

He wanted Hanako to say that Onchi was indeed pregnant.

However, he hid these small thoughts very well, and did not give them a chance to take root.

Because he understands—he is the last person who should not be born in this world, he should not grow up, return to the palace, let alone have his own offspring, maybe his children are destined to follow in his footsteps...

If it wasn't for Wen Chi's appearance, he would have lived all these years alone and then died at the hands of that person.

It was also because of Wen Chi's appearance that he had the desire to live, and he had the idea of ​​fighting that person.

If God must let him have a child, even if the child is born with defects, he will gladly accept it.

Shi Ye's thoughts were spinning a thousand times, and there were two forces competing with each other.

In the end, emotion prevailed over reason.

Shi Ye took a deep breath and was about to speak, but Wen Chi slapped his blocking hand away, then raised his head and poured out the whole bowl of Bizi Tang.

Wen Chi turned the small bowl down and moved his wrist: "It's over."

Shi Ye didn't speak, his blank eyes stayed on the brown soup on the corner of Wen Chi's mouth, he couldn't help raising his hand, thinking of Wen Chi wiping away the soup.

Unexpectedly, Wen Chi sensed his intention in an instant, and quickly backed away again. Wen Chi roughly wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and slapped the small white porcelain bowl on the table.

"I want to rest." Wen Chi turned his head away, avoiding Shi Ye's sight, the meaning of rejection was obvious, "You go quickly."

Shi Ye said: "I..."

Wen Chi interrupted him: "You go."

Shi Ye picked up the small bowl that had been drank cleanly. He looked at the small bowl in a daze, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "I'm sorry for you."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

Wen Chi just stood there, watching Shi Ye walk out of the room numbly, and closed the door behind him.

There was a slight click.

Like a rope pulling Wen Chi's thoughts back, the tears that had been swirling in his eyes could no longer contain them, rolling out one after another.

He thought that Shi Ye wanted a child, thought that Shi Ye liked children, thought that Shi Ye's eagerness to call for Hua Zizang and the "Heaven rewards those who work hard" written by Shi Ye all represented his expectation for the arrival of the child.

But looking back now, he realizes—maybe Shi Ye is not looking forward to the child's arrival, but fearing the child's arrival.

The so-called "Heaven rewards those who work hard" is just a joke with lingering fears.

Wen Chi slowly sat down on the chair, as if he couldn't even feel the pain in his buttocks. He glanced at the place where the small bowl was left just now, and a few drops of soup splashed on it, turning into dark water marks .

He looked at the water marks.

Looked for a long time.

Then he raised his hand to wipe the tears off his face.

"Forget it." Wen Chi said to himself, "It's not necessary."

With his current situation, maybe the child will suffer with him when he is born.

Wen Chi comforted himself all night, but also tossed and turned sleeplessly all night.

Two days later, he appeared in front of Liu De.

Liu De, who has always been mature and stable, gradually cracked his calm expression after seeing his appearance clearly.

"Mr. Wen." Liu De's expression was complicated, he hesitated to speak, "If you haven't rested yet, I will allow you to take a few more days off."

With a pair of panda eyes, Wen Chi shook his head listlessly: "Let's get started."

Liu De still wanted to say something, but seeing that Wen Chi didn't seem to want to talk about this topic again, he hesitated for a while, but swallowed his words of comfort.

Perhaps it was Wen Chi's slumped appearance that moved Liu De to feel compassion. Liu De, who wanted to carry a whip to urge Wen Chi to train before, actually let him rest several times a day.

But Wen Chi didn't want to rest, as long as he stopped, his brain would start to think wildly. He would rather be a little tired, and he would not think about so many messy things when he was tired.

So the final situation became that Liu De forced Wen Chi to rest, but Wen Chi was unwilling to rest.

The two sides insisted on their own opinions and were at a stalemate.

Zuo Zhi took a moment to look down, and saw Wen Chi and Liu De standing face to face, like two fighting roosters, neither of them willing to back down.

That's all for Liu De, but Wen Chi surprised Zuo Zhi the most.

She remembered that Wen Chi had always wanted nothing, as long as he was given a storybook and food, he could stay in a room for several days, and he had no idea about martial arts. When had Wen Chi been so active before?

Zuo Zhi suppressed the surprise in his heart, walked over to smooth things over - she was naturally speaking for Wen Chi.

"Mr. Wen let him practice if he wants to practice. You are a half-way master. How can a master prevent an apprentice from learning martial arts?"

"Hey, am I worried about him?" Liu De looked at Wen Chi who was absent-minded and didn't know where his mind was wandering, and sighed, "I think he needs to rest."

Wen Chi didn't hear what they were saying just now, but now he heard clearly, quickly shook his head, and retorted solemnly: "Brother Liu De, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need to rest."

Liu De: "..."

Zuo Zhi smiled at Liu De: "Look."

"Forget it." Liu De compromised, "It's rare for Mr. Wen to have such self-motivation, maybe I shouldn't stop him."

Wen Chi lived here for almost ten days.

But since he drank the Bizi soup that night, he never saw Shi Ye again, and Zuo Zhi and the maidservants who took care of his daily life would not take the initiative to say anything about Shi Ye.

Shi Ye seemed to have only appeared once briefly, he came and left quickly—smarter than the wind.

In order not to remind himself of that dog prince, Wen Chi had no choice but to learn martial arts desperately, and finally the emperor paid off, his progress was a little bit obvious.

"Brother Liu De, did you see it?" Wen Chi ran to the stone table, looked up and down, left, right, and right at the extinguished white candle, and turned to look at Liu De excitedly, "It wasn't blown out by the wind! I turned it off!"

Liu De stood not far behind him, with his arms folded, with a rare look of relief on his face, he nodded: "Very good."

It was the first time Wen Chi was praised by Liu De, he was so happy that he couldn't find Bei, his fair face was about to burst into laughter, he ran to Liu De excitedly, surrounded Liu De like a happy puppy De turned around.

Liu De guessed what Wen Chi was planning, and folded his arms unmoved.

Sure enough, after a while, Wen Chi turned to him, raised his head and looked at him eagerly, his hazel eyes seemed to be twinkling like stars.

Although Wen Chi is not too young here, he is still less than 20 years old. His plump and clean face is full of the youthful atmosphere of a teenager. When he smiles, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and there are two shallow dimples on his cheeks. , very cute.

Liu De looked at Wen Chi's face for a while, then turned his head awkwardly.

"Brother Liu De." Wen Chi said expectantly, "Can I learn Qinggong?"

Liu De said, "It's possible..."

Wen Chi's eyes lit up.

"But—" Liu De changed the subject, "You're leaving tomorrow, so let's talk about lightness kung fu later."

Wen Chi was taken aback when he heard the words: "Where do I want to be?"

Liu De said: "Go back to King Xuan, they need you."

If Liu De hadn't mentioned Shi Jin suddenly, Wen Chi would have really forgotten his purpose of coming to Jinzhou, but Shi Jin's work efficiency was too slow, and he waited until now to settle the kidnapper's matter.

Since Wen Chi was about to leave, Liu De deliberately let him rest for half a day, so as to recharge his energy for the next thing.

At night, Wen Chi tossed and turned again, unable to sleep.

He thought of Shi Ye, and inevitably thought of the bowl of Bizi soup. It was impossible to say that he was not angry, but it was useless for him to be angry for a while, and Shi Ye didn't even show his face again.

Wen Chi wrapped himself in a quilt into a rice dumpling. He thought for a long time in the darkness, but not only did he fail to straighten out his thoughts, but the more he thought about it, the more blocked he became, and it made him even more unable to sleep.

He spent the night with his eyes open.

The next day.

While Zuo Zhi and the maidservants were packing up, Wen Chi sat by the bed blankly.

It wasn't until Zuo Zhi took down the calligraphy and painting that said "Heaven rewards diligence" hanging on the wall that Wen Chi had some reaction.

"Put away that calligraphy and painting, and you all take it with you." Wen Chi said, suddenly remembered something, got up and walked to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and took out the wooden box on the first floor.

He wanted to hand over the wooden box to Zuo Zhi, but when he thought about the things contained in the wooden box, he found it hard to tell.

Zuo Zhi put away the calligraphy and painting, looked up and found Wen Chi standing in front of the cabinet holding a wooden box in a daze, so he came over and asked: "Mr. Wen, do you want this wooden box to be kept by your servant?"

As if waking up from a dream, Wen Chi quickly withdrew his hands and covered the wooden box with his wide sleeves: "I don't need this one, I'll take it with me."

"Yes."

Zuo Zhi responded and walked away.

After packing up, Zuo Zhi packed Wen Chi's things and asked Wen Chi to carry them on his back. Together with Liu De and Liu Shan, she sent Wen Chi to the carriage parked outside.

A pair of kind-looking old couple sat in the carriage, they should also belong to Shi Ye, Zuo Zhi arranged the script for them, they would lie that they came to Jinzhou for business, and inadvertently rescued the kidnapper who had escaped from the kidnapper's lair warm pool.

Yesterday, after their servant noticed the missing person notice posted by the government, he realized that Wen Chi should be sent to the prefect of Zhou's mansion.

Afterwards, Zuo Zhi told Wen Chi again that he must remember that he escaped ignorantly after the kidnappers were all dead, and was rescued by the old couple.

After Wen Chi nodded, he hesitated and said, "What if King Xuan asked me why I didn't go back to find them for so long?"

Zuo Zhi said: "Just say that you were frightened and dare not go back for the time being."

Wen Chi paused: "What if they don't believe it?"

Zuo Zhi smiled suddenly: "His Royal Highness has a lot of ways to convince them."

Wen Chi: "..."