Transmigrated to become the Tyrant’s Male Concubine

Wen Chi opened his eyes and saw layers of white curtains, behind which the bed frame made of sandalwood was looming.

He turned his head and saw an antique bedroom in front of him.

Wen Chi was stunned for a moment, until all the sleepiness left in his mind dissipated, and he realized it later—after falling asleep, he was still in this ghost place.

It is unfortunate to say, Wen Chi originally lived in the 21st century Bei Piao, and entered the screenwriting industry after graduation. Unfortunately, his graduation time was short and his experience was pitiful, and he only died of exhaustion Tired of laying the groundwork for others.

A while ago, he took his master to take over a job of changing a drama. The master was busy with work, so he asked him to read the original work of the drama and try to adapt it.

Wen Chi finally waited for this opportunity, and naturally he had to show full energy, so he spent two days and two nights reading the original work three times.

Wen Chi had a dry mouth, stood up and stretched, then picked up the cup and prepared to go to the kitchen to get some water.

As soon as he took the second step, he felt dizzy and dizzy.

It happened too fast for him to react.

One second before the darkness completely fell, he heard the muffled sound of his head hitting the wall after he fell, and accompanied by severe pain, he lost consciousness.

Open your eyes again.

He went through the book.

Into the Danmei novel that he read for two days, two nights and three times.

Wen Chi closed his eyes, and was paralyzed like a salted fish for half an hour, when he heard a creaking sound of the door being pushed open.

"Second Young Master, are you awake?" The maid in the house walked in with the water basin in hand and placed the water basin on the wooden frame in front of the bed, "Second Young Master, what should I do? Wake up for breakfast."

Wen Chi was paralyzed and did not move, and asked, "Did Dad leave?"

Mother Chen replied: "Master went to court."

Wen Chi let out a blank expression, turned over to cover his face, and sighed in despair: "What should come will still come."

"Second Young Master, what are you talking about? The old slave doesn't understand." Chen Momo was confused, "But someone wants to come to the house as a guest?"

Wen Chi stood up and turned to look at Chen Momo: "It's nothing, go do your work."

Mother Chen felt weird, thinking that the second young master for the past two days was really weird, but she thought it was the same thing, she didn't dare to say it, so she quietly backed out .

Wen Chi dawdled and got out of bed. Ancient people's clothes were complicated, with three layers inside and three layers.

After he finished washing, he walked out of the bedroom and saw the breakfast that Mother Chen brought on the table outside—pancakes and porridge cut into small pieces, as simple as yesterday morning.

After breakfast, Wen Chi had nothing to do, and went back to the bed with his clothes and rest.

It didn't take long before he fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, and then Wen Chi was woken up by the calling of Chen mama.

He opened his sleepy eyes, and saw Mammy Chen standing at the head of his bed, clasping her hands, looking a little worried.

"Second Young Master."

"Huh?"

"Master is back."

Wen Chi was stunned for a moment, the sleepiness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, he sat up from the bed with a sigh: "Dad looking for me?"

"Yeah." Mother Chen said, "Master asked you to go to the study now."

Wen Chi lives in Beiyuan, the most remote location in the mansion. This is also the courtyard where the original owner's mother lived.

The original owner's mother was the only daughter of a small county magistrate during her lifetime, and she married Wen Changqing, a servant of the Ministry of Rites, as a concubine. Even though he committed suicide by hanging himself, Wen Changqing failed to take a look.

Wen Chi had a headache when he thought of the ending of the original owner in the novel.

He knocked on the door: "Dad, are you looking for me?"

After speaking, a steady voice came from inside: "Come in."

Wen Chi pushed the door and entered, and the first person to see was Wen Changqing sitting behind the huge wooden table. With a two-stroke beard on his mouth, he looks like a serious man.

Wen Chi just glanced at him, then lowered his head quickly, walked to the wooden table, and stood upright.

He stared at his toes in a daze.

"I heard that you are ill." Wen Changqing put down the book in his hand, frowned and looked at the second son whom he hadn't seen for a long time, with a bit of concern in his cold words, " feel better now?"

The sick person is the original owner, not Wenchi.

But that was a few days ago, and the original owner has long since passed away.

Wen Chi said obediently: "It's better, thank you for your concern."

Wen Changqing nodded, as if recalling something, his serious expression gradually softened, he sighed: "I can't believe that your mother has been gone for some years now, you look like your mother , Whenever I look at your face, I always think of your mother involuntarily."

Wen Chi: “…”

This is a familiar opening statement.

Come on, let's start the plot.

He listened quietly.

As expected, the next moment, Wen Changqing changed the subject: "It's a pity that your mother left early and couldn't witness your marriage."

Marry...

Wen Chi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He remained silent.

Although he didn't answer, it didn't affect Wen Changqing's play: "Now you're seventeen, and when you're at the age of starting a family, your father found a marriage for you, and you'll be ready when you come back."

Wen Chi finally couldn't hold it any longer: "Dad, I don't want to get married yet."

He remembered that the original owner said the same thing in the novel, but Wen Changqing refused.

I saw Wen Changqing's eyes narrow, and the warmth that was hanging on his face just now disappeared: "You say it again."

Wen Chi was very obedient, and repeated it word for word: "Dad, I don't want to get married yet."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Changqing slapped the table.

snap.

Wen Chi shivered.

Before Wen Chi could speak, Wen Changqing became irritable: "You bastard, your wings are so hard that you dare to resist even your father's words? Marriage is a major event, the matchmaker's words are the fate of your parents, I can't help you!"

Wen Changqing scolded and spit, but Wen Chi quickly calmed down. He remembered that a very critical plot was about to usher in the novel - now the entire court is worried about the locust plague in Jinzhou.

Maybe he can trade it for a condition.

"Dad, I..."

Before Wen Chi could say something, Wen Changqing interrupted him in a rage, raised his hand and pointed out the door: "Get out!"

Then Wen Chi obediently "rolled".

Although he didn't want to "roll", his legs were completely out of his control, as if some program had been set in advance, and he walked out of the study at a hurry.

It wasn't until he walked back to Beiyuan out of breath that the mysterious power bound to his legs suddenly disappeared.

Wen Chi turned pale, bent over and supported his knees with his hands, panting like a cow.

Seeing this, Mammy Chen in the room quickly greeted her: "Second Young Master, are you alright?"

"Something happened." Wen Chi's eyes were dull, "Something happened..."

Mother Chen was frightened: "What happened?"

Wen Chi shook his head, and after he recovered, he entered the room with a face full of despair.

Wen Chi kept walking back to the bedroom, took off his shoes, and began to lie down on the bed.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally thought that this matter might be related to the system that the protagonist received.

Everyone knew how coddled and gentle Wen Changqing was.

Wen Liang was the one who had a marriage contract with the prince of the dynasty.

But five years ago, a fire broke out in the East Palace, which not only burned many people to death, but also burned the prince to disfigurement, and even ended up with disabled legs.

Since then, Xu has been trying to cancel the engagement.

The turning point of the story started two days ago. Wen Liang and his friends went out for an outing and accidentally broke into an abandoned hut in the woods and picked up a colorful and strange stone.

That night, Wen Liang accidentally triggered the system when he checked the stone, and he immediately expressed his wish not to marry the prince.

So the next day, news came out in the East Palace that the disabled prince had tortured and killed many people in the past five years.

Originally, these news were suppressed extremely well, but I don't know which person with a heart spread it out, and it also passed into Wen Changqing's ears.

Wen Changqing was so sad that he couldn't sleep all night, he was reluctant to give up his son and refused to give up the road to catch up with the prince, coupled with the flood of tears from Xu's family, he still decided to take the lead and replace the pillar , replace the eldest son with the second son.

Wen Chi redrawn the plot line of the novel, and became more and more certain - all this was done by that stupid critic system.

Maybe the power just now was the mysterious power from the system.

How could he compete with the system?

The more Wen Chi thought about it, the more desperate he became, and he ate a bowl of lunch.

Perhaps for the sake of Wenchi's contribution to the family, Wenliang's mother, Mrs. Xu, has been unexpectedly good to Wenchi these days. Uneatable food was sent in a steady stream like running water.

Wen Chi ate all of it, it tasted good, and made him gain weight.

The day before we got married.

Mother Chen and a few maids packed their things - in fact, it was just two small wooden boxes.

Mother Chen walked into the bedroom and saw that Wen Chi had just finished eating the rose cake brought by Mrs. Xu and was lying down to rest, she couldn't help sighing: "Second Young Master, you will be married tomorrow. already."

“…”

Wen Chi was paralyzed with relaxation, but when he heard the words, he became paralyzed nervously.

He glanced at Chen Mama step by step and walked to the bed step by step, and he seemed to be holding something like a picture book in his hand.