Transmigrated to become the Tyrant’s Male Concubine

Wen Chi thought that Shi Ye was going to say something to him, but when he approached, he saw that Shi Ye extended his hand to him.

"His Royal Highness..." Wen Chi didn't understand what Shi Ye meant, he squatted down subconsciously and leaned over suspiciously.

After a while, he felt a cold touch on his cheek, and the touch quickly wrapped half of his face - Shi Ye's hand actually touched his face.

Wen Chi raised his head, and the surprise in his eyes was clearly visible.

"For the sake of your voluntary admission, this palace can forgive you once." Shi Ye lowered his eyes, his chin slightly retracted, and the thick long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, just in time for Blocking those dark eyes, his tone sounded calm, "After all, how are you going to atone?"

After saying this, a cold touch suddenly traveled up Wen Chi's cheeks.

Wen Chi tried his best to suppress the fear that was about to creep into his heart, trying not to let himself tremble with fear as before, he bit his head and looked at Shi Ye, and said with a very pious expression: "How does His Royal Highness want the villain to atone for his sins?"

"Have you learned to throw problems to Ben Gong?" Shi Ye sneered, not angry, but slowly pinched Wen Chi's chin and lifted it up, forcing Wen Chi to be more He raised his head sharply, "Can you fulfill the request of this palace?"

Wen Chi's eyes were firm: "A villain can do it."

Shi Ye raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

Wen Chi shrank: "Little, little people may be able to do it."

Shi Ye continued to stare at him with no expression on his face.

Wen Chi was completely cowardly. If he was a cat, maybe the pair of airplane ears had already been attached to his head.

Shi Ye seemed to think Wen Chi's reaction was funny, but he was amused and laughed. When he laughed, he was in a very relaxed state, although half of his face covered with burn marks looked like It was still terrifying, but the other half of the intact face was so good to see that Wen Chi couldn't help but fall into a trance.

Soon, Shi Ye restrained his smile and said, "Relax, if you can't do it, this palace will not embarrass you."

Wen Chi suddenly returned to his senses and suddenly became nervous.

Then Shi Ye's grip on his chin gradually increased, Shi Ye leaned forward and approached, those beautiful eyes that were so deep and bottomless seemed to want to look into the depths of Wen Chi's soul.

Wen Chi looked at Shi Ye blankly.

"No matter who you were in this palace, now that you enter the East Palace, you are from this palace." Shi Ye's voice sounded in Wenchi's ear, a little hoarse, but with a kind of Indescribable sense of charm, but in an instant, the voice has already cooled down, "In this case, from now on, I will give birth to you, and I will die if I let you die, even if the Japanese palace dies in front of you, you will die. I will also come with this palace.”

“…”

"You say it." Shi Ye pulled away the last smile from the corner of his mouth and stared at Wen Chi blankly, "Can you do it?"

"I..." Wen Chi opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't utter a word. Cold sweat gradually covered his forehead, and he could hardly breathe under Shi Ye's cold eyes. I never thought that Shi Ye would say such a thing.

"Can't do it? It's fine if you can't do it." Shi Ye's face sank, something seemed to settle in his eyes, he suddenly leaned back, "Zuo Zhi, go."

"Yes." The maid who pushed the wheelchair answered softly, and then pushed the wheelchair away.

Wen Chi was still stunned, he watched the palace maid push the wheelchair out of a distance, and for a while, it seemed as if an invisible hand pushed him behind his back, he made a ghostly move He got up and chased after him, and threw himself on Shi Ye's leg regardless: "His Royal Highness, the villain can do it!"

Zuo Zhi immediately stopped and stood in front of the background board with Eunuch Zhu in silence.

Shi Ye leaned forward, propped his chin with his right hand, and looked at Wen Chi, who was panting with no expression at all.

In the Huahua world, his limited vision could only accommodate Shi Ye alone.

Although the hands of Ye's thighs were trembling slightly when Wen Chi hugged him tightly, he still mustered up the courage to say: "The prince is here, the prince is here, and the prince is gone."

Shi Ye said nothing.

Wen Chi looked at Shi Ye stubbornly.

After a while, Shi Ye stretched out his hand, Zuo Zhi at the back took out a green pill the size of a fingernail from somewhere, and placed it carefully in Shi Ye's palm.

Shi Ye said, "Open your mouth."

Wen Chi only hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth obediently - he couldn't escape, if Shi Ye wanted his life to be as simple as crushing an ant, and He and Shi Ye are grasshoppers on the same boat. If Shi Ye, the villain, dies under the aura of the protagonist, then his cannon fodder may not live long.

Wen Chi's obedience seemed to satisfy Shi Ye, his cold face finally eased a little, he put the pill into Wen Chi's mouth and said, "Swallow it."

Wen Chi hurriedly swallowed the pill.

Pills slide through the throat leaving a cold feeling, even if you are not wet, it will not be so uncomfortable when swallowing.

Shi Ye looked at him, suddenly raised his lips and smiled: "This is what you said, but if Ben Gong is gone, you can't live alone."

After realizing it, Wen Chi slowly let go of the hands that were holding Shi Ye's thighs, and then slowly knelt down: "Thank you, Your Highness, for making it happen."

Shi Ye said: "Go."

In the end, Eunuch Zhu sent Wen Chi back to the Bamboo Flute Residence. Before they got close, they saw a slender figure standing outside the Bamboo Flute Residence.

Engong Zhu saw this, he cupped his hands wisely and said, "The servant sent Young Master Wen here, and Young Master Wen will have a good rest after returning."

Wen Chi thanked Eunuch Zhu fairly, and after watching Eunuch Zhu walk away, he turned around and continued to walk forward.

As soon as he approached, the woman standing outside the door happily greeted him: "Young Master Wen, you are back."

Wen Chi said, "Who are you?"

"Oh, the little girl's name is Caihua." The woman realized how rude she was just now, and her snow-white cheeks were flushed, she smiled shyly, "The little girl is a Hanlin bachelor. The daughter of Master Zhang, I have long heard that Young Master Wen is very knowledgeable and good at calligraphy and painting, the little girl has always wanted to learn about it, but unfortunately she never found a chance."

Zhang Caihua…

The name is very familiar to Wen Chi. These days, the person who has come to visit Zhudiju the most is this Zhang Caihui.

I am afraid that even Liu Bei, who has visited the cottage, does not have the perseverance she has.

At the same time, an ominous premonition rose in Wen Chi's heart.

As expected, the next moment, Zhang Caihui said again: "The little girl has nothing to do, so she held a tea banquet on her own initiative, everyone gathered, took out their own calligraphy and paintings to taste each other, and by the way Drink some tea, eat some snacks, and go boating on the lake, which is also a pleasure."

Wen Chi: “…”

Have fun.

So Wen Chi politely refused: "It sounds good, but unfortunately I have been sick recently, I'm afraid I have caught the cold, and it will not be good to infect everyone."

Zhang Caihui looked at Wen Chi's pale and listless face, as if he was ill, and hurriedly said with concern, "Young Master Wen is already ill, so don't walk around at will. Well, it happens that I have some medicinal materials there, I will send someone to bring it to Young Master Wen later, Young Master Wen instructs the people below to boil it and drink a few and it will be fine."

Wen Chi said gratefully: "Thank you."

"Young Master Wen doesn't need to be polite, the little girl is just a little bit of work." Zhang Caihui smiled, "Since Young Master Wen is inconvenienced, the little girl will not be **** others."

Wen Chi breathed a sigh of relief.

How could he know that his tone hadn't completely subsided, and he heard Zhang Caihui say: "It's better for the little girl to cancel the date of the tea banquet first, and wait until Young Master Wen's health improves, and then set the date. ."

Wen Chi: "It doesn't have to be like this..."

"It's necessary." Zhang Caihui blinked, "Everyone is going for Young Master Wen. If Young Master Wen doesn't go, how can everyone go?"

Wen Chi was speechless. After all, the other party was a girl, and she was so enthusiastic that he couldn't say anything to refuse.

However, Zhang Caihui did not give him a chance to refuse. After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry, saying that he wanted to get the medicinal materials for Wen Chi.

Wen Chi shook his head and walked into the bamboo flute residence.

Ping An is still missing, only Ruofang and Ruotao are squatting in the corner of the courtyard and chatting while weeding.

After hearing Wen Chi's footsteps, the two little girls ran over happily.

"Young Master Wen is back."

"Has Young Master Wen see the emperor?"

After he finished speaking, he looked left and right, "How about peace?"

Ruofang curled her lips: "Maybe she went to find other little eunuchs again. Now Ping An is getting more and more outrageous. You don't care about him, Young Master Wen."

Wen Chi thought that Ping An might be a big guy with a background, and he didn't dare to control it if he wanted to.

"Forget it, let him go." Wen Chi waved his hand, "Someone will come to deliver the medicinal materials later, you can take it, I'm a little tired, go to rest first."

Wake up the next day, Wen Chi full of energy.

He remembered what happened yesterday and the green pill that Shiye gave him. Although he didn't know what the pill did, he should be able to guess based on what Shiye said— That's definitely not a good thing.

Now he and Shi Ye can be said to live and die together in the true sense. His life is in the hands of Shi Ye. Anyway, there is nothing to do when he is idle.

Wen Chi thought so, so he did the same, making cakes every day and sending them to the prince.

It is strange to say that every time Eunuch Zhu asked Wen Chi to put the cake on the table in the study, but every time Wen Chi went in, he never saw the prince's figure, he was suspicious , but didn't dare to look or ask more, every time he put down the cake and hurriedly left with his head buried in it.

Wen Chi didn't know whether Shi Ye ate those cakes.

Wen Chi responded, took the food box, turned around and walked away, after a few steps, he wondered if he was walking too quickly, hesitantly, but turned around and walked back.

Sure enough, Eunuch Zhu stood there holding the whisk, staring at him strangely.

Wen Chi felt guilty, stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Dare to ask Eunuch Zhu, is His Royal Highness the Prince ill?"

"It's not that I'm sick..." Eunuch Zhu hesitated, frowning, and after some inner struggle, he finally made up his mind, "Why don't you come and have a look with me? , maybe you can make His Royal Highness a little more happy."

Wen Chi: “…”

If he had this ability, he wouldn't have to see Shi Ye like a mouse meeting a cat.

So, Wen Chi, who just wanted to ask politely, dug a hole for himself, and had to bite the bullet and follow Eunuch Zhu inside.

Halfway through, Wen Chi realized that this was not the way to the study, he hurriedly said, "Eunuch Zhu?"

Eunuch Zhu glanced at him, seemed to see his doubts, and explained calmly: "Young Master Wen, this is the way to the bedroom of His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness is resting in the bedroom. ."

The author has something to say:3.10 (Tuesday), I will update it when I finish writing 9k. It is estimated that it will be before 6 pm. Thank you for your support~