Transmigrated to become the Tyrant’s Male Concubine

Chapter 43: 23.3


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Chapter 23.3 

【2. Cream】

Wen Chi: “…”

He was so shocked that he had no idea what was going on.  The only thing he could feel was the force of Shi Ye’s grip on his head. The temperature of Shi Ye’s tongue licking at the corner of his mouth was so hot that it almost burned.

His whole body stiffened and he raised his hands subconsciously in a gesture of surrender.

But Shi Ye didn’t mean to let him go and his hot touch cruised to his cheeks, almost licking the cream from the corners of his mouth and face before coming to his lips.

Wen Chi still had his mouth slightly open, he hadn’t had time to swallow the cake and cream that Shi Ye had fed him.

Then, Shi Ye lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Shi Ye kissed lightly and slowly, biting Wen Chi’s lips and even used his tongue to remove the cream and part of the cake from Wen Chi’s mouth. The sweet cream melted between their lips and teeth. The rich sweetness lingered in the mouth and could not be dissipated.

When Wen Chi realized what Shi Ye was doing, he suddenly felt like a thunderbolt had hit him, making him scorched outside and tender inside. The smell of wine, mixed with the sweet and greasy cake taste in the mouth, not only was it not unpleasant but strangely it blended together.

Finally, Shi Ye almost finished the cake and cream in his mouth.

Then he leaned closer and hugged his waist.

Wen Chi was frightened and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push him: “Your Highness…”

Unfortunately, his resistance had no effect. Shi Ye undid his belt and poked his hand directly into the shirt.

Shi Ye’s fingertips were very cold, wandering over Wen Chi’s skin and waves of coolness penetrated deep into Wen Chi’s heart. It was so cold that Wen Chi couldn’t stop shivering.

It’s too fast.

Really too fast.

Wen Chi did not have time to prepare.

However, he did not have the opportunity to prepare and could only watch helplessly as most of his clothes were pulled open.

Shi Ye’s actions became more and more presumptuous. He seemed dissatisfied with Wen Chi’s distraction and he kissed Wen Chi’s lips more ruthlessly.

The hand slowly descended and soon came to Wen Chi’s abdomen.

Wen Chi felt that Shi Ye’s hand was on his trousers and they even had a tendency to go in.

His body was shaking slightly, but he did not resist and closed his eyes resignedly.

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However, what he imagined did not come. After a while, Wen Chi felt that Shi Ye’s movements suddenly stopped. Although the hand was still on his abdomen, it didn’t move any further.

Wen Chi quietly opened his eyes, only to see that Shi Ye had pulled away from him at some point and his originally confused eyes gradually became clear.

Shi Ye lowered his eyes and his indifferent eyes landed on his abdomen.

 Following Shi Ye’s gaze, Wen Chi lowered his head and saw his hand caressing his smooth abdomen, as if he was looking for something.

Then did, Wen Chi remembered what Shi Ye had said before – he said that his enemy had an obvious knife marks on his lower abdomen.

He didn’t know if it was his illusion but he thought that Shi Ye was looking for those knife marks on him.

But he is not Shi Ye’s enemy, no matter how much Shi Ye looked, it is impossible to find those knife marks on him.

“Your Royal Highness…”

As soon as Wen Chi opened his mouth, Shi Ye withdrew his hand and interrupted him coldly: “Put your clothes on.”

Wen Chi: “…”

He didn’t dare to disobey Shi Ye’s order and hurriedly put on his clothes.

During the whole process, Shi Ye stared at him with cold eyes. It was obvious that Shi Ye had drunk so much just now but he couldn’t find the slightest drunkenness on his face.

After Wen Chi put on his clothes, Shi Ye said, “Go back.”

After saying that, without waiting for a response from Wen Chi,, he got up and walked into the bedroom.

Wen Chi eagerly watched Shi Ye’s figure disappear behind the curtain and stayed frozen in place for a while before reacting sluggishly. Recalling the images just now, he felt his cheeks burning as if they could catch fire at any moment.

He hurriedly picked up the empty food box and ran out immediately.

Eunuch Zhu was guarding outside and when he saw Wen Chi, he hurriedly up to greet him. He glanced at the food box that Wen Chi was holding in his hand and his face brightened: “Young Master Wen, is His Highness the Crown Prince feeling better?”

Wen Chi hurriedly stopped, with a face that was about to turn red like a monkey’s butt, he nodded and then shook his head.

Eunuch Zhu looked at Wen Chi’s appearance and seemed to understood something. He was so happy that he was grinning from ear to ear. He bowed from his waist, arched his hand in a salute and said: “This servant will send Young Master Wen Chi back.”

Wen Chi thought about it and did not refuse.

On the way back to Bamboo Flute Residence, Wen Chi tried to inquire about Empress Hua from Eunuch Zhu. He recalled the original owner’s memory over and over several times and he was very sure that Empress Hua’s death happened in winter.

Why did Eunuch Zhu say that today was Empress Hua’s death anniversary?

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