Transmigrated to become the Tyrant’s Male Concubine

These kidnappers are all people who have experienced big scenes, but this is the first time they see their accomplices being easily killed by each other.

The other party didn't even move their feet, just waved their hands to separate their accomplices...

In an instant, the rest of the people changed their faces.

Shi Ye watched them run quietly.

until they ran a short distance, Shi Ye suddenly let go of Wen Chi, pointed his toes, and he actually flew in place. In front of several kidnappers, blocking their way.

The kidnappers didn't expect Shi Ye to catch up with them so quickly, the horror and fear overflowing in their eyes drowned them in an instant.

They threw away the long knives in their hands in unison, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Brother, spare your life!"

"I have the old and the young, I was also temporarily pulled to do this, please let me go..."

Shi Ye stood sideways, looked down at the grass hidden in the night, and heard the kidnappers begging for mercy one after another, he was not emotional at all, and frowned slightly impatiently.

"Noisy."

Shi Ye said, raised his hands, and saw the long knife thrown on the ground by the kidnappers flying.

The kidnappers widened their eyes in horror, and before they could react, those long knives flew straight towards them as if they had vitality, pierced their bodies, repeatedly travel through their bodies...

The blood that spurted out stained the ground.

Wen Chi, who was standing not far away, watched all this, and he saw the kidnappers lying on the ground, too dead to die, and the air gradually filled with a strong smell The smell of blood rushed into his nose.

He squatted on the ground, a little dizzy.

Shi Ye flew back to him at some point and suddenly hugged him horizontally.

Wen Chi was startled by Shi Ye's sudden action, and subconsciously exclaimed, but still wrapped his arms around Shi Ye's neck tightly.

"Someone's here." Shi Ye whispered in his ear, then tutted a little irritably, "A lot of trouble."

Speaking, Shi Ye hugged Wen Chi and flew in one direction.

Wen Chi leaned against Shi Ye's arms in shock, and the night wind with some heat was blowing on his face, but it couldn't dispel the strong **** smell and strong nausea. The feeling still haunted him.

He looked up at Shi Ye.

Shi Ye is still expressionless, as if he doesn't care about everything in this world, even if he killed so many people just now, he won't even raise his brows a bit.

The night wind also blew Shi Ye's black hair scattered on his shoulders.

Wen Chi loosened his grip on Shi Ye's clothes, pinched the strand of hair, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed.

Indistinctly, he seemed to smell a faint fragrance.

Wen Chi didn't know if this was his psychological effect, but he could clearly feel that the nausea in his heart seemed to have decreased a lot.

So Wen Chi continued to sniff.

One strand of hair was not enough, he simply grabbed a handful of Shi Ye's hair and pressed it all on his face.

After a while, Shi Ye's speed slowed down.

Finally, he landed very lightly on the attic of a courtyard.

He looked down at Wen Chi, who was being held in his arms, and saw Wen Chi's eyes were tightly closed, his face was white in the moonlight, and even his lips were illuminated so that there was no blood at all. Chi didn't move, only the hand on his chest tightly gripped a handful of his hair.

Shi Ye's eyes fell on Wen Chi's hair.

His eyes flashed, and he quickly returned to calm, no wonder he had been feeling someone pulling his hair.

At this moment, the maid who was waiting in the room seemed to have noticed something, and hurriedly opened the door, and saw Shi Ye standing on the edge of the guardrail at a glance.

The maid said: "His Royal Highness, you are back."

Shi Ye hummed lightly, he didn't even look at the maid, he easily flew off the guardrail, and walked into the room.

Shi Ye went straight to the bed, intending to put Wen Chi on the bed, but Wen Chi's hand was still holding onto his hair.

So Shi Ye stood by the bed for a while before sighing: "Wen Chi, we're here."

The maid was standing beside her. Although she kept her head down, she could clearly see the interaction between Shi Ye and Wen Chi from the corner of her eye.

Wen Chi didn't seem to fall asleep. After hearing Shi Ye's voice, his long eyelashes trembled a few times, but instead of opening his eyes, he grasped it harder Shi Ye's hair, and then buried his entire face into Shi Ye's chest.

Wen Chi didn't mean it, but his movements still hurt Shi Ye.

Shi Ye frowned.

Maid: "…"

She quietly glanced at Wen Chi's hand holding Shi Ye's hair, her heart lifted, and even her breathing was a little difficult.

She admits that Young Master Wen holds a certain weight in His Royal Highness's heart, but no one in this world dares to pull His Highness's hair so hard. To be exact, many people who accidentally touch His Royal Highness People don't even know how they die.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is favored and favored, but he may not tolerate Young Master Wen to do these following crimes.

Only soon, the maid realized that her worries were a little unnecessary.

Shi Ye didn't pay attention to those hairs at all. He seemed to hesitate for a while, then bent down and put Wen Chi on the bed.

Wen Chi especially resisted to escape from Shi Ye's arms. As soon as his back touched the bed, he struggled desperately, put his arms around Shi Ye's neck, and kept going Ye drilled into his arms.

"No, I don't sleep." Wen Chi still didn't open his eyes, his voice trembled, "I don't want to sleep."

Shi Ye immediately hugged Wen Chi.

Wen Chi became a little quieter. After struggling just now, he gasped a little.

Shi Ye looked down at Wen Chi's extremely pale face, and said lightly, "If you don't want to sleep, you can lie down and rest."

Wen Chi hurriedly shook his head, as if escaping something: "I don't want to rest."

Shi Ye asked: "What do you want?"

Wen Chi was silent for a while, his thin lips trembled, and he whispered, "I think you just hold me like this..."

After he finished speaking, he leaned into Shi Ye's arms like a small animal again, wishing he could stick with Shi Ye, it wasn't enough for him to bury his face on Shi Ye's chest. Ye raised his neck up and buried his face in Shi Ye's warm neck.

Before, through the clothes, Wen Chi could only faintly smell the breath of Shi Ye, but now his face was directly attached to Shi Ye's skin, and in an instant, his entire sensory world was engulfed Shi Ye's body was wrapped in a faint aroma.

Shi Ye has always had a very light sandalwood on his body.

The strange thing is that since the Wenchi fell on the eaves of the palace, he could smell the fragrance other than sandalwood from Shi Ye, like a faint floral fragrance, and a faint fragrance The botanical fragrance is slightly more intense in the hair and on the skin.

Wen Chi was addicted to those aromas, and even felt an unprecedented sense of security.

"Shi Ye." Wen Chi said, "You are so fragrant."

Shi Ye heard the words, his eyes sank suddenly, Wen Chi's words reminded him of some unpleasant things, he tilted his head: "Zuo Zhi."

The Zuozhi beside Hou Zai immediately said: "Yes."

Shi Ye instructed: "Go get a pot of hot water and prepare some food."

Zuo Zhi said: "Yes."

After Zuo Zhi went out, Shi Ye still put Wen Chi on the bed. After Wen Chi noticed Shi Ye's movement, he struggled as hard as before, and tried his best to get into Shi Ye's arms.

Unfortunately, Shi Ye was unmoved. He followed him onto the bed, pressed him on top of Wen Chi, and bound Wen Chi's hands above his head.

Wen Chi's strength is not timely, no matter how he struggles, he is like fish on a chopping board and can only be slaughtered.

Shi Ye said solemnly, "Wen Chi!"

Wen Chi was stunned for a moment. For some reason, he was more than half awake for a while. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Shi Ye looking down at him with a sullen face.

"I..." Wen Chi said awkwardly, "What's wrong with me?"

Shi Ye's eyes were dark, as if candlelight was jumping inside, he looked at Wen Chi steadily, until he was sure that Wen Chi was awake, then he let go of the hand that bound Wen Chi and turned around. And stroked Wen Chi's cold cheek: "Are you hungry?"

Wen Chi shook his head: "What happened to me just now?"

Shi Ye said: "Nothing."

Wen Chi knew that Shi Ye didn't tell the truth, he could perceive his own strangeness, he seemed to be occupied by something just now, he couldn't control his words and deeds, he could only instinctively Relying on Shi Ye, getting close to Shi Ye...

And this happened once not long ago, when he accidentally fell off the eaves of the palace.

Intuition tells Wen Chi that it may be Shi Ye's physique that has caused him to undergo these inexplicable changes, at least until he undergoes these changes, he can't smell the faint fragrance from Shi Ye's body .

But he can't think about it that much now. He has those **** images over and over again in his mind - when Liu Dade and Liu Dashan murdered, when Shi Ye murdered...

He knew that if he was not rescued by Shi Ye, maybe waiting for his end would not be much better than those people.

It was the first time he saw so many dead people, and the first time he smelled such a strong **** smell, as if the air was full of moist blood.

Wen Chi's eyes were red and bloodshot, these days he tried to keep himself calm, he thought he had faced death, but it was not until Shi Ye's arrival that he realized that he was very afraid die.

Especially when the kidnapper pulled his hair from behind, the fear that was pressed into his heart instantly drowned him.

"I thought I was going to die." Wen Chi reached out and hugged Shi Ye's neck, but was avoided by Shi Ye's head, but Wen Chi didn't give up, grabbed Shi Ye's chest with his backhand clothes, he choked softly, "If you hadn't come, I would have died."

Shi Ye allowed Wen Chi to grab his clothes and deformed them, he wiped the tears from the corners of Wen Chi's eyes with his thumb: "When this palace gave you a chance, you chose to leave, you I would rather come to such a wild place than avoid this palace."

"I regret it, Shi Ye, I want to go back." Wen Chi's tears became more and more wanton, his face was red from crying, his shoulders twitched, he let go of Shi Ye's Clothes, he raised his hands again and wrapped his arms around Shi Ye's neck.

But Shi Ye avoided it.

"You're still awake, just sleep." Shi Ye didn't want to see Wen Chi's tearful face. Wen Chi's face.

Wen Chi: “…”

Shi Ye got up, ready to get out of bed.

Wen Chi understood in a daze, Shi Ye thought he was still bewitched by the scent, so he did these actions, he was suddenly a little annoyed, and suddenly pulled the cover off his face He got up from the bed with his hands and feet on the bed, and threw himself on Shi Ye's back.