After transmigrating into a mermaid, I will monopolize three thousand favors

Wen Qi didn't lie to Cong Ji, he was really nervous, but more of longing.

During his lifetime——in his last life, he was lingering on the sick bed. Even though he had thought of winning the imperial examinations and making his family famous, he failed in the end.

And tomorrow, he is actually going to participate in Qiu Wei!

Will everything go well?

Can I become Jie Yuan?

If not, will Cong Ji be disappointed in me?

Will Cong Ji think that I am not a man to make?

Would Cong Ji think it would be better to tear me apart?

Seeing a trace of panic in Wen Qi's eyes, Cong Ji put down the Keemun black tea in his hand and asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Wen Qi raised his head, stared at Cong Ji and said: "If I fail in Qiu Wei...

His fingertips trembled slightly: Will His Majesty be disappointed in me?What will happen to me?Will you tear me apart?

Cong Ji clasped Wen Qi's fingertips, and felt that Wen Qi was trembling for a while, so he grabbed Wen Qi's wrist, and pulled Wen Qi out of the pool into his arms.

He pinched Wen Qi's waist with his left hand, and stroked from Wen Qi's forehead to his tail fin with his right hand.

Wen Qi became more and more frightened, but he didn't resist, but obediently let Cong Ji caress him.

"Little drunk fish." Cong Ji no longer regards Wen Qi as a fish, so it has been many days since he called Wen Qi "little drunk fish". It's a mess?"

I'm not a little drunk fish.Wen Qi put down his hand and nodded again.

Seeing Wen Qi nod his head, Cong Ji continued: "You begged me earnestly at that time, and I couldn't speak the language, but I could probably guess that you were begging me to spare your life, do you remember how I answered you at that time? "

Wen Qi didn't remember at all, so he shook his head.

Cong Ji stared at Wen Qi intently, and repeated word by word: "I changed my mind and decided to keep you in the palace as my companion. You don't need to worry about your own safety."

He poked Wen Qi's cheek: "You obviously thanked me at that time."

But it turned out that as early as more than a month ago, Cong Ji had no intention of tearing me apart.

Wen Qi felt relieved, and suddenly heard Cong Ji say: "Later, I changed my mind again."

He trembled suddenly, his eyes watered: His Majesty really still wants to take me...

Cong Ji grabbed Wen Qi's right index finger, interrupted Wen Qi's words, and then said seriously: "Wen Qi, you are not a little thing for my entertainment, I shouldn't raise you in the palace wishful thinking, force you Being with me is just like what I said before, Wen Qi, my expectation for you is to become a famous minister of the generation. If you are willing to stay in the palace and be with me, I will naturally be very happy; if you don’t want to, You can also go out of the palace. But you have not yet developed your feet, you are very weak, and you are a mermaid, so to others, you can live with rare goods. If you want to go out of the palace, it can be said to be in danger. I think it is still waiting for you to pass the exam It is better to go out of the palace after attaining fame."

When Wen Qi gets the honor in the exam, it won't be far from the day when he will kill himself?

He naturally hoped that Wen Qi would stay with him until he died on his own, so that his hands would be less bloody, but he didn't want to force Wen Qi to do so.

Wen Qi was stunned by Cong Ji's words, and before he could react, he heard Cong Ji sternly said: "Although you are a mermaid, you also know joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. Think about it carefully, except for the difference in appearance. Other than that, you are no different from ordinary people. At first, I regarded you as a delicacy, a panacea, and it was all my fault."

He took his index finger out of Cong Ji's hand, and wrote aggrievedly: I am not a delicacy, nor a panacea.

Cong Ji recalled: "At that time, I believed that the difference between you and other herring, crucian carp, carp...is that you might make me immortal."

So... Wen Qi took a deep breath, doesn't Your Majesty want to live forever?

"I don't want to live forever anymore, I want you to live a good life." Cong Ji encouraged, "Wen Qi, live a good life and become the mainstay of the Southern Jin Dynasty."

Cong Jizhi's words were sincere and sincere, and Wen Qi could not tolerate doubts. Wen Qi was moved and pleasantly surprised, and took Cong Ji's right hand with his left hand. At the same time, he solemnly wrote with his right hand: I will live a good life and work hard to become the Southern Jin Dynasty. The mainstay of my life, I hope His Majesty can witness my transformation.

Cong Ji said against his will: "I will do as you wish."

Wen Qi smiled, then stared at Cong Ji, and said angrily: The difference between me and herring, crucian carp, carp... is far more than that it may make you immortal, my appearance is obviously much superior to them.

Cong Ji laughed and said, "How can anyone boast of their outstanding appearance?"

Wen Qi said coquettishly: "Why don't you let your Majesty come down and praise me?"

Cong Ji was not good at this way, racked his brains and said: "You were born with a beautiful country, a beautiful moon, a shameful flower, a fish and a wild goose..."

That's all.Wen Qi waved his hand, Your Majesty's praise is too perfunctory, and I am not a woman, why does Your Majesty use these idioms to praise me?

Cong Ji felt helpless: Did I indulge this Wen Qi too much?

Wen Qi put his arms around Cong Ji's waist, put his chin on Cong Ji's heart, and asked again: If I fail in the autumn, will your majesty be disappointed?

"No." Cong Jiyu said earnestly, "Many scholars have worked hard from Wufa to Baishou, but they have not been able to get an official position."

After speaking, he suddenly thought of something, smiled and said: "You are ninety and nine years old, and you are the oldest person in this autumn.

Wen Qi retorted in his heart: This body is ninety and nine years old, and I just got the crown, seven years younger than you.

Seeing Wen Qi's angry look again, Cong Ji pinched Wen Qi's cheeks and said, "Little Zuiyu, why are you so delicate? I just told the truth."

Wen Qi was so angry that he bit Cong Ji's right hand, which was close at hand, and hummed dissatisfiedly.

Then, he raised his right hand and protested: I am not squeamish at all.

Yes, he has never been a delicate character.

He lost his parents before he was born, and had no chance to see his father. His mother raised him up with painstaking efforts. He has always been sensible and never complained to his mother. He can even eat porridge and side dishes with relish. The quilt was worn out, and the bones were completely soaked in the cold air, and I never mentioned it to my mother.

And he is good at drinking soup and medicine, good at enlightening his bad self, and good at comforting his mother who blames himself.

No one has ever said that he is squeamish, but this tyrant in front of him is the first and only one to say that he is squeamish.

Thinking about it carefully, he is indeed a bit coquettish in front of this tyrant. He has never acted like a baby to others, not even his mother, but he has acted like a baby to this tyrant. Obviously this tyrant can kill him, but he always pushes his limits. Now he is even biting the tyrant's right hand.

right hand...

It's the right hand...

It was his right hand...

He loosened his right hand in a panic, and lowered his head, revealing a white jade-like back of his neck.

"Tomorrow, I will order Qin Xiao to put you in a bathtub and send you to the Gongyuan. And I will personally send you out of the palace, and I will wait for you to come back in the palace." Cong Ji rubbed Wen Qi's cheeks. Back of the head, "You just need to do your best, no matter what the result is, I won't blame you."

Wen Qi fell into Cong Ji's arms, rubbed Cong Ji's collarbone, then sat up, raised his finger and wrote: Thank you Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have to work harder.

He immediately reached out for "Spring and Autumn" and began to study it.

Cong Ji warned: "The numbered rooms in the tribute courtyard are small, so please bear with it. After entering the numbered room, the invigilator will lock the door. Therefore, I will ask the servant who will send you to the tribute courtyard to guard you all day tomorrow." Bring your meals. If you feel any discomfort, don’t bear it, just tell the invigilator.”

Regarding Qiu Wei, Wen Qi once got a glimpse of one or two from the script, heard the words, and asked: Is this regulation to prevent fraud in the examination room?

"Your guess is not bad." Cong Ji said softly, "Just work hard, I will accompany you."

Two hours later, Cong Ji took "Spring and Autumn" out of Wen Qi's hands, and said, "It's getting late, let's rest."

"En." Wen Qi was carried into the pool by Cong Ji, and then extended his right hand to Cong Ji.

Cong Ji lay on the soft couch, holding Wen Qi's right hand with his left hand: "Mei Shan."

Wen Qi put his right index finger on the back of Cong Ji's left hand, and wrote stroke by stroke: Mei Shan.

But he didn't feel sleepy, even though Cong Ji relieved him not long ago, he still couldn't fall asleep.

He looked at Cong Ji by candlelight, traced Cong Ji's eyebrows and eyes with his eyes, and before he knew it, his ears turned red.

This tyrant is indeed the proud son of heaven, born among the nine towers, his birth mother was the empress of the Yuan Dynasty, and he was named the prince at the full moon. He has outstanding eyebrows and eyes, and a slender figure.

He hastily withdrew his abrupt gaze, and after closing his eyes, he thought again that this tyrant lost his mother when he was more than ten years old, and after that, his fate was full of twists and turns, he must have suffered and suffered.

He couldn't help feeling distressed.

This tyrant should have been the proud son of heaven from the beginning to the end.

If this tyrant has a smooth life, he will probably become a generation of wise kings, right?

His heart and eyes were full of this tyrant, and suddenly he felt that he was bewitched by this tyrant, and he felt that this tyrant was cruel and innocent, and he felt that he was bewitched by this tyrant, so why not?

After a while, he fell asleep amidst his wild thoughts.

Not long after, he dreamed of the original body again. Judging from the description of the original body, the original body should have escaped from Qi Yongshan's grasp for more than ten years.

The original body was in the shallow sea, covered with scars, and was caged by a fishing net. Two fishermen were trying their best to drag the original body out of the sea.

The original body struggled endlessly, and his body was cut several times by the fine fishing net, blood slowly flowed out from the cut, staining the sea water around him red.

It's a pity that the original body couldn't reach the fishermen after all, and was dragged out of the water, and then thrown on the deck with a blunt sound.

The younger fisherman said: "It's rare to see a shark. I don't know what it's like to be a shark. How about..."

The older fisherman interrupted: "Idiot, do you know that shark pearls are very valuable? It is too extravagant to eat these sharks."

Wen Qi felt the despair of the original body, helpless.

The older fisherman hesitated again and said: "If you cut a small piece, the merman should not die, right?"

The younger fisherman said pleasantly, "I'll get the dagger right now."

After saying that, he took the dagger, lowered his body, pressed Yuanshen's waist, and wanted to strike.

The original body was wet and slippery, and when he struggled hard, the younger fisherman's left hand slipped, and the original body took the opportunity to snatch the dagger.

The original body held the dagger in his right hand and placed it at the throat of the younger fisherman. At the same time, he used his left hand to tear off the fishing net on his body.

Then, Yuanshen said with a smile: "You want to eat my meat, and I also want to taste yours."

Wen Qi can't understand his own shark language on weekdays, but unexpectedly he can understand what Yuanshen said.

When the words fell to the ground, the original body bit the side neck of the hostage in his hand, tearing off a piece of flesh alive, blood spattering.

Merman's teeth are already sharper than ordinary people, so it didn't take much effort.

Immediately afterwards, the original body jumped into the sea with a cavity of flesh and blood in its mouth.

He swam more than ten feet before spitting out the human flesh in his mouth, then stared at the fisherman who was holding his neck, and laughed arrogantly: "Human flesh is really hard to swallow, it makes me sick."

Standing on the fishing boat, Wen Qi looked at the original body with complicated emotions. The original body was originally innocent, but it was honed into this appearance.

When he opened his eyes again and saw Cong Ji, he really felt that Cong Ji who could tell him that he was no different from ordinary people except for his appearance was extremely precious.

Eighty-nine out of ten ordinary people in this world think that sharks are tools for producing pearls, a rare delicacy, right?

He couldn't help thinking: If I really can become a famous official of a generation, what can I do for the sharks?

After thinking for a while, he rubbed his cheek against the back of Cong Ji's hand for a while before falling asleep.

At a quarter of a hour, Cong Ji woke up, and immediately looked to Wen Qi.

The sky was a little pale, the candles had been extinguished, and he stared at Wen Qi in the dim light.

Wen Qi was resting on his forearm, his skin was too white, his lips were too red, half hidden in the darkness, his whole person looked pitiful and demonic.

He called softly: "Wen Qi, wake up."

Wen Qi was just sleeping, and was suddenly awakened by Cong Ji, and held the skin on the back of Cong Ji's hand with the tips of his teeth in displeasure.

Cong Ji felt slightly itchy, and rubbed Wen Qi's hair with his outstretched free right hand, saying, "It's time to get ready to go."

Wen Qi woke up instantly, and reluctantly let go of the skin on the back of Cong Ji's hand, jumped out of the water, and lay down on the woven leather.

Cong Ji stood up from the soft couch: "I'll go back to the palace to wash and change into court clothes, and I'll see you off later."

Wen Qi hooked Gou Congji's little finger, and wrote: Don't lie to me.

"What did I lie to you for? I will definitely come to see you off." Cong Ji laughed and left the Danquan Hall.

When he returned to Danquan Hall again, he saw Wen Qi being put into the tub, with his chin resting on the edge of the tub, looking at him eagerly.

"I'll send you out of the palace." He caressed Wen Qi's cheek, and said loudly, "Let's go."

The two guards immediately lifted up the bathtub, another waiter was carrying a food box, and another was holding a wooden box, which contained the brocade handkerchief with excellent water absorption and moisturizer that Cong Ji specially ordered to bring. A balm for your skin in case you need it.

Qin Xiao walked at the front, and when he reached the palace gate, he said solemnly, "Stop."

Cong Ji looked at Wen Qi and said, "Just do your best, and I'll wait for your return."

Wen Qi nodded, and suddenly heard Cong Ji say: "Let's go."

In response, he was carried into the carriage, and the carriage galloped, making him farther and farther away from Cong Ji.

He couldn't help opening the curtain of the carriage, and poked his head out. Cong Ji stood in the morning light, inexplicably lonely.

Cong Ji noticed Wen Qi's gaze, and waved at Wen Qi.

Wen Qi also waved at Cong Ji, and didn't look forward until he could no longer see Cong Ji.

He suddenly felt sore eyes, rubbed them, and murmured again: "I seem to miss Cong Ji a little bit."