Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Chapter 109 Desperately

Even when he knew that Shi Ye's blood could heal all wounds, he never thought of using Shi Ye's wound as medicine. It was blood, Shi Ye's blood, not a medicine that grew in the soil.

But, but this kid called Shi Ye Yaoyin openly!

If the elders of the Hua family didn't teach him, how would he know these things as a child?

Wen Chi was so angry that the hands holding the boy were trembling. He felt that he was about to vomit blood, and wished he could beat the boy right away, but reason told him no.

He hadn't spoken yet, but the boy thought his silence was a denial, and said, "You can't fool me, I can smell your scent, which is the same as that of Yaoyin."

Wen Chi glanced at the boy: "What's the smell?"

The boy licked his lips: "It smells fragrant."

Wen Chi lowered his face, carried the boy and walked out. Since the boy had already seen through his and Shi Ye's identities, there was no need for him to hide them.

"Where is he?" Wen Chi asked, "Tell me, I will consider letting you live."

Wen Chi thought the boy would die, but the boy raised his hand decisively and pointed to the north: "Where is the thing he wants, he will definitely go there."

While carrying the boy, Wen Chi walked in the direction the boy pointed. As he walked, he couldn't use his strength anymore, so he put the boy on the ground.

Although Wen Chi felt that the boy was very strange, he still couldn't do anything to a child, so he planned to let the boy go alone, but he didn't expect the boy to follow behind him.

Wen Chi lost his way on the way, but it was the boy who pointed him the way again.

"Go along the road on the left and stop when you reach the lotus pond. What he wants is in the house on the right side of the lotus pond."

Wen Chi doubted what the boy said, but he had no choice but to follow the boy's advice, he had no choice but to scurry around like a headless chicken.

It's all luck anyway...

As they got closer and closer to the lotus pond, they met more and more Hua family members on the road, but without exception, they had injuries of all sizes.

Wen Chi quickly hid, and the Hua family slowed down when they saw the boy.

"Rongsi! Why are you here? It's dangerous here, why don't you hurry back to your room and stay there!"

The boy named Rong Si instantly returned to the innocent and innocent appearance of a child, he nodded ignorantly, and said yes repeatedly.

The people who greeted Rong Si came and went in such a hurry, they didn't even notice that Rong Si's arm was injured, they only told Rong Si to go back quickly.

Wen Chi took advantage of those people talking to Rong Si, and flew towards the lotus pond in one breath.

There were a lot of people gathered near the lotus pond. Wen Chi hid in the shadow of the branches, his eyes jumped over the crowd below, and finally fell on the tall figure standing on the other side of the lotus pond.

The man was all in black, with a veiled hat on his head, and the falling black sand covered his face.He is like a puppet, motionless and unaffected by so many people around him.

Wen Chi looked at that person, and couldn't look away anymore, his pupils gradually dilated, filled with both surprise and surprise.

Although that person was tightly wrapped from beginning to end, he could recognize that person as Shi Ye.

It's Shi Ye.

Even if it's changed, he can recognize it in a moment.

But why did Shi Ye stand still?

Before Wenchi could figure it out, he heard two people talking from under the tree.

"I think that person is no longer good enough, why don't we go directly, there is a certainty whether we win or lose!"

"No, the second uncle and the eldest princess have gone to the palace and haven't come back yet. How many people in our Hua family have been hurt by that lunatic? What should we do if we let him escape? We should delay as much as possible until the second uncle and the eldest princess come back." They come back."

"But that person is already at the end of his strength. If we strike while the iron is hot, we might be able to catch him. If we continue to delay, we will let him take the opportunity to escape."

The two held their own opinions and argued endlessly.

Wen Chi frowned when he heard this, and couldn't help but look up at Shi Ye in the distance, and found that Shi Ye hadn't changed his movements from beginning to end, which was exactly what one of the people under the tree said—it was the end of his battle.

Watching those people slowly approaching the lotus pond, Wen Chi quickly became an ant on a hot pot.

For the first time in his life, he felt so helpless, Shi Ye was clearly standing within his reach, but he felt that Shi Ye was so far away from him, so far away that there were so many people between them.

What should he do?

He really didn't know what to do.

Wen Chi really wanted to rush out, but he was afraid that not only would he not be able to help Shi Ye, but he would actually harm Shi Ye.

What's more, with so many people now, he really didn't have the confidence to walk Shi Ye under the nose of those people.

While Wen Chi was struggling endlessly, those surrounding Shi Ye tightened their circle again. They seemed to see Shi Ye's weakness, and became more reckless.

Seeing this, Wen Chi gritted his teeth and rushed out.

As a result, before he had time to make a move, a fiery red figure descended from the sky, landing right in front of Shi Ye.

The soft sword with fierce killing intent swept across the air like a soft snake, and the sword energy generated spread in all directions. Several Hua family members who were closer to each other let out screams, and they had no time to dodge. The face and body were soaked with bright red blood.

Zuo Zhi's sudden appearance was undoubtedly like throwing a heavy stone into the originally calm lake, the Hua family suddenly boiled up, and rushed forward with their swords in hand.

Zuo Zhi is holding a soft sword, her head and face are covered as tightly as Wen Chi, only her exposed eyes are full of cold and stern light, her hands are merciless, the ground swept by the soft sword is full of blood splash.

The flashes of swords and swords are connected into one piece.

At this moment, Shi Ye, who was standing behind Zuo Zhi, soared into the sky and flew straight towards Wen Chi.

Everyone was unexpected, they were entangled by Zuo Zhi and couldn't escape, they could only watch helplessly when Shi Ye flew to a tree, picked up another person hiding in the shadow of the tree and disappeared from their sight together.

The wind mixed with snow was a little painful on the face.

Wen Chi had to close his eyes, and turned his face to Shi Ye's arms.

But soon, he felt that Shi Ye's strength was exhausted, and after a while, both of them fell into the snow.

Wen Chi was mentally prepared and hurriedly got up from the snow: "Shi Ye!"

The veil on Shi Ye's head fell into the snow, revealing his pale and sickly face. He pursed the corners of his mouth in pain, and his pair of beautiful black hairs gradually lost focus. It took him a lot of effort to see Wen Chi's face clearly.

"I'm poisoned."

"Poison? What poison?" Wen Chi touched Shi Ye's face, it was extremely cold, and he didn't know whether it was his hands or Shi Ye's face that was cold.

"The poison in my childhood." Shi Ye reluctantly opened his mouth. He frowned tightly, as if in great pain, but still stubbornly reached out and grabbed Wen Chi's hand, "Don't you even remember?"

Wen Chi let Shi Ye hold his hand, his voice trembling: "Remember what? What should I remember?"

Shi Ye stopped talking, but stared at Wen Chi intently, as if looking at other things through Wen Chi.

Wen Chi became more and more anxious: "You haven't answered me yet, what poisoned you? Did someone poison you?"

Shi Ye closed his eyes: "Yes..."

Hearing this word, Wen Chi's heart skipped a beat. For a moment, he didn't know how to breathe, and he felt a deep sense of suffocation.

It took him quite a while before he recovered his voice: "Who poisoned you?"

It's a pity that Shi Ye didn't answer his question, only said: "I'm dying soon."

As he spoke, he took out something wrapped in a white silk handkerchief from his bosom, and he stuffed it into Wen Chi's hand.

"You take it back first." Shi Ye said, "Give it to Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian knows what to do."

Wen Chi lowered his eyes in a daze: "What about you?"

Shi Ye looked relaxed but reluctantly curled the corners of his lips: "I'll just rest for a while."

Wen Chi stared blankly at Shi Ye's pale face, and suddenly felt his eyes sour. Before he could say anything, a hot tear gushed out of his eyes.

With a snap.

That tear fell on Shi Ye's face.

No wonder Shi Ye has become more and more strange recently, as if something was chasing him behind him, forcing him to do many things non-stop. Moreover, even when Shi Ye was in a wheelchair, he would not be as weak as he is now.

It was as if something was slowly draining his energy.

Now he knows why.

is poison.

"What on earth are you doing this for?" Wen Chi could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart, tears welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't control it, so he let those tears slide down his cheeks, "This is not your only choice .”

If Shiye really wanted to save the emperor, there would naturally be other ways, such as using blood to save the emperor like Queen Hua once did.

Taking such a big risk to snatch the spirit stone is really not the only option.

Shi Ye sighed lightly, and said, "I don't have time." He raised his hand to touch Wen Chi's face, "Let's go."

Wen Chi wiped away the tears on his face with Shi Ye's hand, he put the things in his hand back into Shi Ye's arms, then turned his back to Shi Ye, gritted his teeth and carried Shi Ye on his back.

Shi Ye lost all his strength, so he could only let Wen Chi limply carry him on his back.

There was not much strength left in Wen Chi's body, he couldn't use light work, so he walked down the mountain step by step with Shi Ye on his back.

Although Shi Ye's face and hands were cold, when he breathed, he would spit out a faint breath, which sprinkled on Wen Chi's ears, as if giving Wen Chi great motivation.

The snow on the mountain is very thick, and one foot can leave a deep footprint. Similarly, it is extremely difficult to pull out the foot.

Every step Wen Chi took was extremely hard. After a while, he seemed to have returned to the time when he went up the mountain not long ago, his legs were blown unconscious by the snow and the cold snow wind.

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, making it more and more difficult to walk in Wenchi.

He was very cold, so cold that his whole body lost consciousness, so cold that he was no longer himself, his hands carried Shi Ye on his back as if completing a task, and his feet walked forward as if completing a task.

He even felt that his body could collapse like a broken machine at any time.

The dark sky is like a heavy lead stone, pressing down little by little, making people breathless.

After an unknown amount of time, Shi Ye on Wen Chi's back seemed to wake up, and he whispered in Wen Chi's ear, "Put me down."

"No." Wen Chi resolutely rejected Shi Ye's proposal, and subconsciously hugged Shi Ye tighter, he didn't know whether he was comforting himself or Shi Ye, "Wait a minute, I remember the time before Convenience is the right way, maybe there is a carriage that can take us for a ride."

Shi Ye's weak voice was almost blown away by the wind and snow: "This mountain is the official territory, no passerby passes by."

The only hope in Wen Chi's heart was in vain, but he quickly cheered up: "Then I'll go down the mountain, since I can go up the mountain, then I can go down the mountain too!"

Shi Ye seemed to be amused by Wen Chi's self-confidence, his laughter was short, and was quickly hidden in the sound of wind and snow: "Go down the mountain by yourself, it's more convenient without me."

Speaking of which, Wen Chi also became a little angry, but he was exhausted and didn't dare to get angry at Shi Ye, so he still said gently: "Do you really want to be thrown into the snow by me so much? You But the current His Royal Highness, I am afraid that I will be arrested by Eunuch Zhu in the name of murdering His Royal Highness when I go back to the palace, and then I will have a hundred mouths and I will not be able to tell."

"No." Shi Ye said solemnly, "I guarantee that Zhu Xian and anyone else will not trouble you."

Wen Chi: "..."

He laughed angrily, and then realized that laughing also consumes energy, so he stopped laughing quickly.

Shi Ye: "You..."

"Shut up!" Wen Chi grunted and walked forward like a pony, "Listen to me, don't talk, just stay quiet."

After his yelling, Shi Ye really seemed to have been frightened, and immediately fell silent.

Wen Chi has never felt that a road is so long, as if no matter how hard he walks forward, he will never reach the end.Looking around, you can only see the white snow and the front blocked by the wind and snow.

Fortunately, there is no fork in this road, as long as you keep walking forward.

But Wen Chi was too tired and too cold. Even though he was wearing such thick clothes, he felt that he had been stripped naked and thrown into the snow. Cold air came from all directions and filled his body.

In the back, he was already unconscious, and only a trace of remnants supported him to move forward.

Go forward.

keep going forward.

He wanted to find someone to rescue Shi Ye.

It's a pity that this wish was still in vain. Wen Chi's legs felt weak, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and his entire center of gravity leaned forward.

He and Shi Ye, who was on his back, rolled down the snow for a long time, and finally fell on the snow.

Wen Chi looked at the dark gray sky in a daze. He really wanted to stand up, but his hands and feet had lost all feeling, so he couldn't stand up.

His consciousness is also gradually blurring.

He thought that he might not be able to save Shi Ye.Not only that, but he himself is about to be buried here, unexpectedly, after going around so many times, he will still die with Shi Ye—just like the description in the original novel.

It wasn't until death came that he realized that he didn't hate death so much.

Maybe it's the reason why he and Shi Ye died together. With the person he likes, no matter what the ending is, he won't feel so lonely.

Wen Chi wanted to turn his head to take another look at Shi Ye before dying.

It's a pity that he couldn't move, and when the darkness was completely covered, he still couldn't take a look at Shi Ye.

Wenchi was immersed in darkness.

His eyes couldn't open, his mouth couldn't move, and he lost control of his body, but he could still hear, smell, and feel touch from the outside world.

How is this going?

Isn't he already dead?

Wen Chi didn't know where he was lying, but he could feel the softness and warmth under his body, and there was a layer of fluffy bedding covering his body, and there was the voice of someone talking in his ears.

"Doctor, can it really not be cured?"

"It's freezing outside here. He has been carrying people on his back in the snow for so long, and his legs have long been useless. It is a blessing in misfortune to be able to last until you find out. This leg... I'm afraid I can't have it anymore. Why."

"Whether this young master is acquainted with that young master, let that young master decide."

These people talked by the bed for a long time before they calmed down. After a while, there was another slight sound of footsteps in the silence.

The footsteps stopped in front of the bed, and someone sat down beside the bed.

Wen Chi smelled the familiar light fragrance that made him feel at ease.