Transmigrated to become the Tyrant’s Male Concubine

    Before Wen Chi could say the next sentence, the frightened maid suddenly fell to the ground with a plop.

      , that is the eldest son of His Royal Highness, and must not be taken away!"

    Wen Chi was startled by the maid's sudden action, and took a step back subconsciously, and then his expression gradually became embarrassed.

    In fact, he knew that it was impractical to ask the people around Shi Ye to bring contraceptive pills for him, but other than that, he had no choice, and he could not go out to the pharmacy alone to get contraceptive pills . He just wanted to test this maid, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so intense.

    "I just asked casually, I'm not pregnant yet." Wen Chi hurriedly said, "Get up quickly."

      Think for the sake of His Royal Highness."

    It seems that Wen Chi's words just now left a big shadow in the maid's heart. Said several times that he knew.

    But then again, if he is really pregnant, is it for Shi Ye's sake to give birth to a child?

    There are so many men and women living in Shi Ye's east palace, which one can't have children for him?

    Besides, Shi Ye doesn't necessarily want his eldest son to come out of his stomach.

    The more Wen Chi thought about it, the more he strayed. He thought of the men and women in the East Palace who were headed by Li Yu, who were staring at Shi Ye like a wolf and a leopard. For some reason, he suddenly felt a strong discomfort in his heart. .

    When he first entered the East Palace, he never thought of having any involvement with Shi Ye, and he didn't care how many men and women Shi Ye had, but now...

    Wen Chi helped her forehead.

    He thought he was done...

    He started to care about these things.

    When Wen Chi had calmed down, the maid who was kneeling on the ground had almost spoken.

    "Get up." Wen Chi sighed, "I just asked, and I won't ask that in the future."

    The maid received Wenchi's promise, and then she stood up tremblingly with the dishes.

    Wen Chi said again: "Go and do your thing."

    The maid said: "Yes."

    Speaking, the maid left the room as fast as possible, for fear that Wen Chi would say those bad things to her again if she took a step slower.

    Wen Chi stood there for a while, then began to think wildly.

    In fact, he didn't lie just now, he didn't really want contraceptive pills, he just wanted to know if there was a contraceptive in this world, one, he didn't know whether he would get pregnant, and two, he didn't reject children 's arrival

    Even if the child he gave birth will face a very difficult situation, he should give birth to the child without hesitation, and try his best to protect the child.

    Wen Chi thought about it for a long time, and then he remembered that he had released Liu De's pigeon, so he was going to go downstairs to ask Liu De to ask for leave, but opened the door and saw Zuo Zhi came to his door at an unknown time.

    Zuo Zhi turned her back to the door, and when she heard the door open, she turned her head and asked, "What are your orders from Young Master Wen?"

    Wen Chi said, "I'll go find Brother Liu De."

    Zuo Zhi smiled lightly: "It's getting late, Young Master Wen should go back to the house and rest, the slave has already told Liu De for a few days' leave for you."

    Wen Chi and Zuo Zhi knew exactly why they were on leave.

      I know, but now...

    Wen Chi was depressed and helpless, and couldn't say anything else, thanked Zuozhi and went back to his room.

    At this time, it was getting dark.

    As usual, Wen Chi would have gone to bed after bathing long ago, but at this moment he was so sick that he could neither sit nor lie down, so he could only stand dryly.

    Fortunately, last night, Shi Ye cleaned it for him, so he didn't need to toss it again.

    It was like this for a long time before Wen Chi called Zuozhi, who was standing outside, and asked Zuozhi to help him get some face wash.

     Zuo Zhi got the order, and immediately prepared the face wash and toilet tools together with the other maids, and placed them neatly on the wooden shelf. Back out silently.

    Wen Chi walked to the wooden frame, reluctantly rinsed his mouth, picked up the handkerchief and just wet the water in the basin, when he heard a creaking sound from the outer room behind him , it seems that someone has come in.

    "Left branch?"

    The man did not answer, and the footsteps were so soft that they could not be heard.

    At first, Wen Chi thought that the person who came in was Zuozhi or other maids, but as soon as he finished thinking about it, he remembered that Zuozhi and those maids would not push the door in without his consent. The only person who does it is... Shi Ye.

    Thinking of this, Wen Chi's hand holding the handkerchief shook uncontrollably. He recalled all the things that happened last night, and suddenly felt that the air in front of him was hot.

    He put the handkerchief into the basin, dry his hands with another handkerchief with a pretense of composure, then turned and walked towards the outer room.

    Before he got close, he saw a blue figure sitting at the table.

    After the man heard the sound of his approaching footsteps, his eyes that had fallen on the floor lifted up, and then slowly landed on him.

    Wen Chi noticed the mask on Shi Ye's face at first sight.

    He froze for a moment.

    He remembered that Shi Ye didn't have the habit of wearing a mask in front of him, maybe because he felt uncomfortable, Shi Ye didn't like wearing a mask even more at night, but tonight he put on that pure Black half face mask.

    I have to admit that after Ye covered the burn marks on his face with a mask at that time, even if only half of his face was exposed, it was so beautiful that one could not take his eyes off the long, narrow pair of faces. The phoenix eyes stared at Wen Chi calmly, the deep black eyes reminded Wen Chi of the stars in the sky, and there were bits and pieces of luster in them, which attracted him inexplicably.

    It took a long time for Wen Chi to recover.

    Faced with his repeated gaffes, he has learned to deal with it with a normal heart, and he has a little cheek to pretend that nothing has happened.

    He wanted to divert his attention by asking why Shi Ye was wearing a mask, but as soon as his words came to his mouth, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white man placed beside Shi Ye in the corner of his eye. Porcelain small bowl.

    The small bowl was filled with tan soup, a bit like Chinese medicine.

    Wen Chi visibly paused, those words circled around his mouth, but changed the content when he said it: "This is?"

    Shi Ye turned his head and followed Wen Chi's gaze to the small white porcelain bowl at his hand, he said in a cold tone, "This is the Bizi soup you want."

    Wen Chi suddenly fell silent.

    His first reaction was that Shi Ye actually knew that he asked his maid for Bizi soup?

    But from another point of view, the maid was originally from Shi Ye, so it was not surprising that he conveyed what he said to Shi Ye.

    But...

    But—

    Although Wen Chi quietly asked the maid for Bizi soup, but when he saw Shi Ye brought the bowl of Bizi soup with his own hands, he still felt a long suffocation, as if there was a cotton ball. In his throat, it made it so difficult for him to even breathe.

    Wen Chi stared straight at Bizitang.

    After a while, he opened his mouth, but his dry throat could not squeeze out a sound.

    In the end, Shi Ye waved to him: "Come here."

    Only then did Wen Chi feel that he was freed from some kind of restraint. He raised his steps in a daze, but took a step back abruptly.

    Shi Ye noticed his movements and his eyes narrowed.

    Wen Chi turned around and walked towards the inner room.

    I didn't expect Shi Ye to move faster, got up before him, and grabbed his wrist.

    Wen Chi was caught off guard, staggered, and crashed directly into Shi Ye's arms.

    Shi Ye stretched out his hand and imprisoned Wen Chi in his arms. The harder Wen Chi struggled, the tighter he hugged Wen Chi.

    The two had a stalemate for a cup of tea.

    The stalemate went to the back, Wen Chi gasped for breath, and a layer of fine drops of water seeped on his forehead, but his entire face was pale and bloodless, and he realized that his strength was outdated Ye, simply gave up the struggle.

    "You let me go, and I'll drink that bowl of Bizi soup." Wen Chi heard his voice a little hoarse.

    He felt extremely uncomfortable, and the emotions that rarely rose and fell turned into a turbulent tide at this moment, churning so high, just the shadow cast was enough to cover him.

    He closed his eyes, and the sadness in his heart came up silently.

    Indistinctly, he smelled the light fragrance emanating from Shi Ye's body, but he didn't want to smell these scents again, he held his breath, and his face was even more terrifyingly pale.

    Until Shi Ye let go of him slowly, he pushed Shi Ye away suddenly, and hurriedly took two steps back.

    The corners of Wen Chi's eyes were red, and she took a deep breath.

    The air was clearly back, but the terrible suffocation entrenched in his heart did not disappear.

    Wen Chi didn't look at Shi Ye again, strode to the table, and took the bowl of Bizi soup and poured it into his mouth.

    Suddenly, a hand blocked his eyes.

    Wen Chi was forced to stop, but he lowered his eyes, stubbornly unwilling to look at Shi Ye.

    Shi Ye saw his petal-like lips pursed tightly, and although he tried his best to pretend to be indifferent, the violently trembling eyelashes betrayed his mind.

    "Ben Gong..." Shi Ye opened his lips, and took a long time to squeeze out the next sentence, "It's not that I don't want children."

    Wen Chi looked down at the reflection in Bizi soup, as if he didn't hear Shi Ye's voice.

    Shi Ye paused for a moment before continuing: "This palace can't have children yet."