Transmigrated to become the Tyrant’s Male Concubine

In the end, Wen Chi took the painting that Shi Ye rewarded.

When returning to Zhudiju, Wenchi happened to meet Ruotao who was passing by after finishing his work, and saw Wenchi walking in from the outside in an embarrassed state, Ruotao was surprised for a moment, and then she didn't know what to see. What, actually burst out laughing.

"Young Master Wen, you..."

Wen Chi looked bewildered: "What's wrong with me?"

Some water to wipe your face."

Wen Chi: “…”

Oh, he remembered—

What's even more irritating is that Prince Gou just watched him walk out of the study without any intention of reminding him, even Eunuch Zhu who brought him back...

Forget it!

After such self-hypnosis, Wen Chi finally felt a lot better, and he waved to Ruotao tiredly: "Come on."

Ruo Tao responded and hurried away.

Wen Chi sighed and squeezed the golden painting tube in his hand.

It's not cheap, but it's a pity that Eunuch Zhu used it to pretend the pheasant picture drawn by Shi Ye.

Wen Chi took back his thoughts and continued to walk inside.

Not too far away, he saw Ping An who was standing under a small tree diligently pruning branches. The construction techniques have become much more proficient, and he no longer poked his hand as often as before.

It's just that so much work was placed on Ping An, which bent his tender back and made him fall silent. He is peaceful and quiet as chickens.

Since Wen Chi started forcing Ping An to work, Ping An has lost his former enthusiasm, and sometimes he can even catch the vague resentment in his eyes.

But Wen Chi never cared about it, just pretended he didn't see it.

When Ping An was burying his head in pruning the branches, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Wen Chi's figure out of the corner of his eye. He immediately put away the scissors, turned around, and hunched over and said in a low voice, "Young Master Wen."

Wen Chi was suddenly called out by this deadly tone, and when he turned his head, he saw Ping An's head that was almost buried in the collar, he nodded, and couldn't help speeding up his steps and walked in .

After sleeping, the worry that lingered in Wen Chi's heart finally dissipated.

He also figured it out - anyway, he couldn't come up with suitable calligraphy and painting.

In this way, even if he was laughed at by those people, those people were just laughing at the paintings he brought and Shi Ye who painted them, and had little to do with him.

Of course, the most important thing is... If Shi Ye asked on a whim, he would be good at dealing with it, otherwise he didn't know what way Shi Ye would come up with to trick him, maybe one was unhappy Just let him go to heaven.

To put it bluntly, it is still cowardly.

What is the shame at the tea banquet compared to saving the life of the dog prince?

Thinking of this, Wen Chi shed humble and helpless tears.

However, although he had already made a decision in his heart, when it came to the juncture of departure, he subconsciously refused to go out, holding the painting tube in front of the door for a long time, but never had the courage to step out.

If Tao saw this, she came over and comforted: "Mr. Wen, Madam Zhang invited almost all the madams in the East Palace to the tea party. There must be a lot of people there. Everyone tries their best to come up with the best works, and the scene will definitely be a hundred flowers blooming, so maybe no one will notice your works, so you don’t have to worry so much.”

Wen Chi: “…”

If he hadn't understood Ruo Tao's temperament, he would have suspected that Ruo Tao was belittling him by comforting him.

But when he thought about it, he realized that Ruo Tao was right.

Fishing in troubled waters fooled the past.

After thinking twice, Wen Chi decided to wait until the tea party was halfway through.

Ruotao is still a little uneasy: "Young Master Wen, it's better for slaves and Ruofang to accompany you. You always go out without a slave, and no one will serve you."

Wen Chi shook his head: "No."

It was originally meant to be embarrassing and conspicuous, what would you do with a maid? Are the three of them embarrassing together?

Since Wen Chi said so, if Tao wants to stop talking, it is not good to force it.

Wenchi stayed for a long time, and when it was almost time, I went to the lake where the tea banquet was held.

Although Wen Chi often walks in the East Palace, he mostly walks between the two o’clock and one line between Zhudiju and the Prince’s study. If he wants to go to the Prince’s study, he can touch it with his eyes closed In the past, it was a pity that this time I went to the lake, and Wen Chi asked several palace maids and eunuchs along the way to find the place.

When Wenchi approached, the tea banquet was already full of excitement.

The people who came were not only the sons and wives, but also the maids and eunuchs they brought, and they all followed their masters every step of the way.

In comparison, Wenchi, outside the crowd, is extraordinarily lonely.

But this is not the point, the point is that there are too many people coming to the tea banquet today!

Even if those maids and eunuchs were removed, there would still be more than 30 young men and women left, handsome men and women, wearing their own distinctive robes, gathering in twos and threes to talk.

Wen Chi looked at the faces of those people, and suddenly understood what Ruo Tao said about "a hundred flowers blooming", these men and women together can hold an election contest in the East Palace 101.

Wen Chi knew that Shi Ye's harem was huge before, but he only had a concept. Now that he saw these people with his own eyes, he really wanted to sigh - the dog prince is not shallow!

It's a pity that Shi Ye stayed in his study all day long, and he didn't open the door, he didn't seem to have any interest in pampering the harem.

Wen Chi thought about it and chose the most remote place to sit down. He didn't know the chair under his **** was hot before he was seen by Zhang Caihui, who was surrounded by the crowd. .

Just because she glanced at him in the crowd, Zhang Caihui left the crowd and walked towards him.

Wen Chi: “…”

Zhang Caihui said happily: "Young Master Wen, you are here, the little girl thought that Young Master Wen's cold won't heal."

Wen Chi watched Zhang Caihui, who was dressed in bright red but still beautiful and moving, walk in front of him, so he squeezed out a polite but embarrassing smile: "My cold has been cured. ,Thanks for caring."

"It's good to be healed." While speaking, Zhang Caihui's eyes turned, and the next moment it landed on the painting tube that Wen Chi was holding in his hand, and he couldn't help but wonder, "This is it? "

Wen Chi subconsciously clenched the painting tube: "Oh, this is a painting I brought."

Zhang Caihui nodded clearly, his eyes stayed on the painting tube for a long time, and then he exaggerated inappropriately: "This painting tube is really beautiful."

Wen Chi: “…”

The things in the Prince's study, can't they look good?

"By the way, there are a lot of people here today, I'll show you." Zhang Caihui smiled and took Wen Chi's hand, regardless of whether Wen Chi wanted to pulled into the crowd.

Those people were standing by the lake talking, when they suddenly saw Zhang Caihui brought someone over, they stopped talking and turned their heads.

At the same time, others around them also turned their attention to this direction.

They instantly became the focus of the crowd, Wen Chi felt a little embarrassed, but Zhang Caihui didn't take it seriously, it seemed that he had long been used to the eyes of the crowd.

Zhang Caihui introduced the identities of those people to Wen Chi, and then said to them: "You should have heard of his name, he is the eldest son of the Wen family. ...Oh no, it's the Second Young Master Wen Chi."

After speaking, she finally felt a little embarrassed in her expression, turned to look at Wen Chi, and said apologetically, "Sorry, Young Master Wen..."

"It's all right." Wen Chi waved his hand quickly. He didn't look surprised when he saw the others, and he understood that these people knew his true identity. With so much trouble, it's no wonder that Wen Changqing and Mrs Xu are so eager to find him...

Since Wen Chi had nothing in common with these people, he listened quietly when these people spoke.

At first, these people wanted to throw the topic to him, but he was a topic terminator. He answered whatever others asked, and answered it in a straight and serious manner. People silently bypassed him every time he spoke.

Wen Chi was also very happy, sat on the side and ate some snacks, then thought about going back.

I have to admit that Zhang Caihui still held the tea banquet quite wonderfully. Not only did she design a few small games, but she also prepared some small prizes in advance. She instructed the maids to hold those small prizes Lined up, if someone's calligraphy and painting can win her favor, she will give away those small prizes.

Zhang Caihui has a good family background and is not short of money. The small prizes prepared are all attractive gadgets, which makes many people eager to take out their works.

After that person's last stroke was over, there was a sound of exclamation.

"I have heard that Li Gongzi, the first talent in the capital, has great painting skills. I was fortunate to see it today, and it really lives up to its reputation."

"Li Gongzi made this painting in less than half an hour of incense, which really impressed the little girl."

"It's better to see once..."

The crowd gathered around the table, and you said every word.

Wen Chi saw Zhang Caihui walking over, and out of curiosity he took a look.

Amazed, Wen Chi raised his eyes to look at that Young Master Li, and found that Young Master Li was also staring straight at him.

Li Gongzi is very beautiful, to be precise, everyone who can enter the East Palace is not low in appearance, and Li Gongzi looks young, with a pair of peach eyes similar to Laurel, Even the proud smile on his face was somewhat similar to that of Laurel, and he raised his chin towards Wen Chi.

"Are you Wenchi?"

Wen Chi really didn't expect to see a lively event and get burned, he regretted coming along just now, but at this moment he had to bite the bullet and answer, "Exactly."

"I have heard of you for a long time." Li Gongzi laughed and walked towards Wenchi, "I heard that His Royal Highness will call you to read and write every day, and you will serve at His Royal Highness's place. After so long, the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting should improve, and it is just today that we will open our eyes."

Wen Chi: “…”

If he said he was just going to eat, I don't know how these people would feel.

While Wen Chi was thinking about how to refuse, Li Gongzi quickly saw the painting tube in Wen Chi's hand, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly showed the same expression as Zhang Caihua not long ago, before saying after a while : "This is not from His Royal Highness... Heh, it seems that you have a lot of skills. Come on, show your calligraphy and painting for everyone to see."

After Mr. Li finished speaking, everyone looked at Wen Chi eagerly.

Wen Chi was speechless and condensed, he found that the lady in the East Palace was quite polite, but these sons were more arrogant than each other.

He didn't dare to provoke woo woo woo woo...

Wen Chi is cowardly, really cowardly, thinking that these young masters and wives are from famous families and have a background that he cannot afford to offend, and for a while he is even more cowardly.

He hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly opened the painting tube and handed out the rolled painting.

Li Gongzi glanced resolutely at Wen Chi's guilty expression, as if he had sensed something, and let out a sneer of unknown meaning, he took the painting and opened it -

The people next to her, including Zhang Caihui, looked around.

The next moment, the audience was silent.

I don't know how long it took, Li Gongzi suddenly laughed: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haha ​​Did you draw a chicken?"