Transmigrated to become the Tyrant’s Male Concubine

As soon as she woke up, Wen Chi began to feel uneasy.

Yesterday, Shi Ye didn't say when to go to him, probably just waiting for news.

Wen Chi waited for a day without any news.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Wen Chi, who had been worried all day, finally felt relieved.

In the evening, after dinner, Ruotao suddenly came.

"Young Master Wen." Ruo Tao said happily, "I've prepared everything you want."

Wen Chi then remembered that he asked Ruotao to help prepare some things. In the past two days, he was occupied by Shi Ye, but he forgot about these things he told Ruotao.

He hurriedly asked Ruo Tao and Ruo Fang to bring the prepared things, and quickly filled the whole table.

He is going to make a fruit cream cake.

It is very simple to make fruit cream cake in modern times. It can be easily made with a rice cooker, but it is a bit nerve-racking in this ancient times. Many tools and raw materials are not available, and Wenchi can only Do the easiest one.

He asked Ping An to bring a pen and paper, and wrote down the methods of making cream and making cakes in detail according to memory.

Unfortunately, he wrote in simplified Chinese characters. Ruofang and Ruotao pondered for a long time and even guessed, but they still could not understand most of the characters.

Finally, Wen Chi could only dictate what was on the paper once, and asked Ruo Tao to rewrite it.

Nowadays, making cakes is easy, but making cream Remove the layer of milk skin floating on the top, put it into the bag and repeatedly beat and rub, the milk skin will gradually turn into cream, this method is quite time-consuming, and the amount of milk produced from the milk is also less, which is better than nothing. .

Originally, Wen Chi was still helping out, but when he saw the two little girls proceeding in an orderly manner, his intervention seemed superfluous, so he had to retreat to the reclining chair and relax.

Ping An, who was also idle, walked over with his waist hooked, knelt on the ground and kneaded his calf.

Wen Chi was not used to others serving him like this, he waved his hand and let Ping An play by himself.

But Ping An did not leave, but stood beside the reclining chair obediently, his eyes drifting to Ruofang and Ruotao from time to time, he held it for a while, but still couldn't hold back, and asked curiously, "Young Master Wen, What are they doing?"

"Cake." Wen Chi said, "Have you heard of it?"

"What is cake?" Ping An scratched his head, "It's a slave who is ignorant."

Wen Chi didn't know how to explain it, he just said, "You'll know when it's done."

Ping An asked again: "Master Wen, what do you want the cake for?"

"Eat it, eat it yourself, give it to others." Speaking of which, Wen Chi remembered something, "By the way, don't you know when I can go home? I miss my father a little, and I want to pick a day to go back and see him."

Ping An said: "Young Master Wen, you can go back at any time, but the servant and Ruofang Ruotao are both from the palace, and it is inconvenient to accompany you back with you. If you want, the servant will be dispatched tomorrow. People go to Wen Manor for a walk, and let them send someone to pick you up."

"No need." Wen Chi hurriedly refused, he pinched his fingers to count the time, and then said, "I'm not in a hurry right now, let's talk about it in a few days."

Peace and hello.

Cake cake is not an easy task. Fortunately, Ruofang and Ruotao are both experienced drivers in this field. After a few rounds, the cake embryos they made can already be eaten, but the taste is relatively generally.

Ping An went up and tasted a small piece, and his brows immediately twisted into a knot.

Seeing this, Wen Chi smiled and asked Ping An: "How?"

Ping An shrank his neck and answered honestly, "It's not as delicious as the mung bean cake that Ruo Tao usually makes."

Ruofang and Ruotao also tasted a little bit each, and their opinions seemed to be the same as Ping An, and the two little girls who were originally elated showed a bit of disappointment on their faces.

However, Wen Chi said, "It's already very good."

Ruofang thought that Wen Chi was comforting them, and whispered guiltily: "Master Wen, please give us some more time, we can do better."

Ruotao echoed, "Yes, Young Master Wen."

Wen Chi smiled and didn't answer their words, just let them spread the prepared cream on the cake. hill.

The cake was cut again, and several people tasted a small piece.

Ruofang and Ruotao both showed surprise expressions, the two little girls looked at each other and sighed involuntarily: "It's so sweet! It's delicious!"

Unfortunately, Ping An on the other side frowned even more, he looked at Wen Chi with a bitter face: "Master Wen, this, this cake is too sweet..."

Wen Chi squinted and smiled: "Sweet is right, it's not for us."

Ping An was surprised: "Who will Young Master Wen feed?"

Wen Chi glanced at Ruofang and Ruotao: "Naturally, it is for those who love sweets."

The next few days passed without incident.

Shi Ye's people were never found, so Wen Chi put the matter behind him and devoted himself to studying fruit cream cake with Ruofang Ruotao - the cake is there, but not Formed, it seems that there is no desire for people to enter.

It's sunny this afternoon.

Wen Chi was still in the room watching Ruo Tao spread the cream on the cake, and suddenly heard the footsteps of Ping An hurriedly running in.

"Young Master Wen!" Ping An said, "Eunuch Zhu is here!"

Wen Chi was stunned for a while, before realizing that Eunuch Zhu was the **** who followed Shi Ye.

He hurriedly put down what was in his hand and went out to greet him, and saw Eunuch Zhu waiting in the courtyard with his hands in his hands, looking very cold, followed by two palace maids with their heads buried in their chests.

Seeing Wen Chi approaching, Eunuch Zhu glanced at him indifferently, and then said in a choked voice, "Young Master Wen, this servant has been ordered by His Royal Highness to fetch Young Master Wen over."

Wen Chi was taken aback and thought about it.

What should come will come.

He followed Eunuch Zhu to Shi Ye's residence in despair, and walked straight towards the study.

When he was about to reach the study, Wen Chi saw a thin figure kneeling under the stairs of the study from a distance.

As the distance got closer, he found that the person kneeling on the ground was a man, or a young man in gorgeous clothes, estimated to be less than twenty years old.

The man looked down at the ground, his entire face was immersed in the shadow of light, and he could not clearly see his expression at this moment.

Wen Chi fixed his eyes and became curious. When passing by, he deliberately looked at it, but he could only vaguely see that the man's jaw line was tight, as if he was holding back something.

Just when Wen Chi was about to withdraw his gaze, the man seemed to feel something, raised his head suddenly, and looked straight at him.

Fight eyes.

Wen Chi caught the surprise in the man's eyes that he couldn't hide, accompanied by a sudden rise of jealousy.

"Eunuch Zhu, who is he?" The man had a beautiful face, and the red mole between his eyebrows was shining brightly in the bright sunlight, he pointed at Wen Chi angrily, "By Why can he see His Royal Highness the Prince? Why should I be stopped by you!"

Eunuch Zhu frowned and glanced at the man impatiently: "Master Zhao, this is all the order of His Royal Highness, the servants dare not be the master."

"I don't believe it!" the man said angrily, "I want to see His Royal Highness!"

Eunuch Zhu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and led Wen Chi in directly.

The man behind wanted to follow, but was stopped under the stairs by a few eunuchs guarding the door.

Wen Chi guessed that the man was also a member of the prince's huge harem group, but he didn't dare to ask more, and quietly followed Eunuch Zhu through the bright hall, and finally came to Shi Ye's study .

Eunuch Zhu stopped and shouted softly: "His Royal Highness, someone is coming."

Wen Chi stood nervously behind Zhu Gonggong, motionless, not even daring to lift his chin up.

After a long time, he heard Shi Ye let out a faint hum.

Zhu Gonggong turned his head and gave Wen Chi a wink, motioning him to go up and sit down, then Zhu Gonggong stepped forward and took the memorial from the little eunuch, and said as softly as that day .

Wen Chi walked gently to the couch where he sat that day, and sat down slowly. He was afraid of provoke the unsettled prince, so he tried his best not to let it happen to himself. sound.

After sitting down, he quietly raised his head and glanced at Shi Ye.

I saw Shi Ye sitting behind the desk, holding his chin as always, closing his eyes and resting, as if he didn't even bother to throw a little to him.

Wen Chi breathed a sigh of relief and began to do her best to be a transparent person.

The study was very quiet, only Eunuch Zhu's slow and long voice, Shi Ye didn't call to stop, Eunuch Zhu would keep reading.

I don't know how long this apparent calm lasted, and was suddenly broken by a burst of intermittent noise.

"His Royal Highness...I want to see His Royal Highness..."

"Don't stop me..."

"His Royal Highness..."

It seems to be the voice of the man kneeling outside.

And the noise is getting clearer and closer.

Wen Chi listened carefully and wondered if the man broke through the little eunuchs and forced his way in.

He secretly said that it was bad, and quickly looked at Shi Ye - Shi Ye was so noisy that he opened his eyes, and there was no sleepiness in those dark eyes, but a dark tide surging instead.

Shi Ye said, "It's so noisy."

With just three words, Eunuch Zhu and all the eunuchs and palace maids were shocked, and the next moment they knelt on the ground.

Shi Ye waved his hand.

Eunuch Zhu understood instantly, got up from the ground with both hands and feet, and hurriedly led a few eunuchs out.

Wen Chi thought that Eunuch Zhu and others were going to take tough measures to drive the man away, but not long after Eunuch Zhu and others went out, the man’s screams and countless sticks were heard outside. The muffled sound of hitting the flesh.

The study was so quiet that you could hear needles falling, and there were a few palace maids and eunuchs left, all kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear.

Wen Chi also paled.

Suddenly, he felt a strong gaze, he subconsciously turned his head to look, but saw Shi Ye turned his head and stared at him intently, those emotionless eyes slowly slowly looking at him.

Wen Chi's forehead seeped a fine layer of sweat, all frightened.

At this moment, he didn't look away, neither did he continue to look at Shi Ye.

Wen Chi watched the palace maid push Shi Ye's wheelchair over, his hands were shaking, and then he gripped the hem of his clothes, trying not to make himself shake so obviously.

After a while, Shi Ye came to him.

Shi Ye put his hands on the edge of the couch and leaned towards him, the faint sandalwood incense drowned him like sea water.

Wen Chi hurriedly lowered his eyelids, not daring to look at Shi Ye's severely burned face.

He was wrapped in Shi Ye's breath, almost suffocating.

For a moment, Shi Ye said in a low voice: "Do you know where Ben Gong has been these days?"