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

"Thank you, sir, for forgiving me so much." Cong Ji saw Wen Qi smiling, and said seriously, "It's my honor that this fresh shrimp fish roe and crab meat mooncake suits your taste."

"Try this seaweed and fish mud mooncake again." He said, and took another seaweed and fish mud mooncake to feed Wen Qi.

Wen Qi took a bite of the seaweed and fish mud mooncake, tasted it carefully, and then raised his finger and wrote: Is this mooncake also made by Your Majesty?

Cong Ji nodded, and asked again: "How does it taste?"

Very delicious.Wen Qi fell on Cong Ji, won't His Majesty try it?

He snatched the remaining seaweed and fish mud mooncake from Cong Ji's fingertips, and brought it to Cong Ji's lips.

Cong Ji bit off a small piece of seaweed and fish mud mooncake, and his taste buds mercilessly declared that his homemade mooncake tasted weird.

With difficulty, he swallowed the small piece of seaweed and fish mud mooncake in his mouth, frowned, and confirmed to Wen Qi, "Is it really delicious?"

From Cong Ji's expression, it can be seen that he obviously doesn't like this seaweed and fish mud mooncake. Wen Qi ate up the seaweed and fish mud mooncake on his fingertips, and licked his fingertips before rubbing his cheek against Cong Ji's heart and said: I am He is a mermaid, and his taste is different from that of His Majesty. Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Lord. How dare I commit the crime of deceiving the emperor?

"As long as it suits your taste." Cong Ji originally wanted to try fresh shrimp, fish roe and crabmeat mooncakes, but with the experience of seaweed and fish mud mooncakes, he immediately gave up the idea.

Wen Qilai was in Cong Ji's arms, unwilling to get up, grabbed Cong Ji's clothes with one hand, and wrote with the other: "Your Majesty, feed me."

This young shark seems to be more delicate.

Cong Ji's heart was filled with sweetness, and he sent all the fresh shrimp, fish roe and crab meat mooncakes and seaweed and fish mud mooncakes into Wen Qi's mouth.

Wen Qi's cheeks were bulging, and he let Cong Ji wipe his lips for him.

Cong Ji put down the brocade handkerchief, then reached out to pat the crumbs of the mooncake in Wen Qi's heart.

Wen Qi suddenly realized that his heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his throat, so he hurriedly covered his lips.

Seeing this, Cong Ji asked worriedly, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want to vomit?"

Wen Qi shook his head, and at the same time raised his finger and wrote: I don't feel uncomfortable, and I don't want to vomit.

Cong Ji was really worried, and immediately called the imperial physician to diagnose Wen Qi's pulse.

I don't really have a heart attack?

Wen Qi looked at the imperial physician worriedly, but fortunately he heard the imperial physician say: "The master is healthy and not sick."

He breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but wonder if the imperial physician made a wrong diagnosis, since his heart was beating so hard just now.

After the imperial physician resigned, Cong Ji suggested, "How about I take you outside to enjoy the moon?"

good.Wen Qi took the initiative to hook Cong Ji's back neck, and was then hugged horizontally by Cong Ji.

He looked up at the moon, the moon disc was like jade, and the moonlight was bright and clear, which reminded him of his mother. Except this year, he spent every Mid-Autumn Festival with his mother.

Last Mid-Autumn Festival, his mother helped him to the yard and sat on a rattan chair. He and his mother chatted while eating moon cakes.

He clearly remembered that he talked with his mother about his future—after his health improved, he would marry a wife and have children, take part in the imperial examination, and benefit the common people.

However, the cousin rebelled against him, causing him to be strangled to death by his mother and become a young shark.

However, even if the cousin didn't rebel, wouldn't his health improve?

Over the years, his health has not improved at all, and he can't even eat more moon cakes.

Seeing that Wen Qi was distracted, Cong Ji asked, "What are you thinking?"

Wen Qi came back to his senses and replied: I am thinking of Your Majesty.

— thinking about how I met His Majesty.

Cong Ji was puzzled and said: "You are obviously distracted, and what do you want me to do? Aren't you in my arms?"

Wen Qi retorted: Your Majesty is not me, how do you know that I am not thinking about Your Majesty when I am distracted?I am in His Majesty's arms, can't I miss His Majesty?

"I can't say enough about you." Cong Ji asked curiously, "Why do you miss me?"

Wen Qi said dissatisfiedly: If there is no reason, can I not think of Your Majesty?Your Majesty is really stingy.

Cong Ji took advantage of the situation and said: "Since you accused me of being petty, I will be more generous. From now on, you must miss me at least ten of the twelve hours a day."

Wen Qi slandered: I don't want to waste ten hours thinking about you, a tyrant.

On the surface, he wrote: Your majesty is really generous, and I am not stingy, so let your majesty miss me twelve hours a day.

Cong Ji laughed and said: "You are much more generous than me."

That's natural.Wen Qi rubbed Cong Ji's side neck with his lips, and said frankly, "Qiu Wei has been locked in the numbered room these few days, and I can't see Your Majesty. I miss Your Majesty."

Cong Ji had asked Wen Qi if he missed him before, but he never got Wen Qi's answer.

He shouldn't react for a while, but after a long time, he said: "I miss you too."

For some reason, Wen Qi's heartbeat was out of order again. He stared at Cong Ji, and suddenly felt that Cong Ji's lips were very soft.

He suddenly lowered his eyes, but couldn't help touching Cong Ji's lips with his right index finger.

As he expected, Cong Ji's lips were really soft.

Cong Ji asked suspiciously, "What's on my lips?"

Wen Qi lied and said: some moon cake crumbs.

Cong Ji didn't become suspicious, and held Wen Qi in his arms for about half an hour before returning to the Danquan Hall.

Since he didn't get a good sleep last night, as soon as he returned to Danquan Hall, he said to Wen Qi: "Can I hold you to sleep tonight?"

——The [-]th day of August has not yet passed, if he doesn't sleep with Wen Qi in his arms, he is afraid that he will lose control.

This tyrant has not hugged me to sleep for many days, why is he hugging me tonight?

How is tonight different?

Because tonight is Mid-Autumn Festival night?

Wen Qi thought about it, reluctant to refuse.

Cong Ji wiped Wen Qi with a wet brocade handkerchief, put Wen Qi's tail fin into the barrel, and then said: "If you feel unwell, you must wake me up."

Now it's only a quarter of an hour, Wen Qi looked at Cong Ji who fell asleep in a flash, and thought to himself: Did this tyrant suffer from insomnia last night?

The tyrant's eyes are indeed black and blue.

Sleep well.After he raised his finger to write, he lay his head in the tyrant's arms and closed his eyes.

In fact, he also suffered from insomnia last night.

Half a month later, it will be the day when the list is released in the autumn. Because it is the season when the golden osmanthus is fragrant, and "gui" and "gui" have the same pronunciation, so this list is also called "gui list".

Three days before the release of the "Guibang", Cong Ji was reviewing the memorials when he suddenly received a report from the guardian of the mausoleum - the imperial tomb was stolen, but was discovered by the mausoleum guardian in time, and there was no loss, only his mother's remains were stolen. dug it out.

As for the tomb robbers, they have not yet been brought to justice.

He put down the memorial and hurried to the imperial mausoleum. The remains of the empress had been put back into the coffin, but the strange thing was that the remains turned black.

Is it because of the imperial mausoleum, or was the queen mother poisoned before her death?

He ordered someone to open the coffin of Concubine De, who was buried in the same tomb, and upon inspection, Concubine De's remains had not turned black.

He also ordered someone to invite Wu Zuo to conduct an autopsy, and the autopsy results proved that his mother had indeed been drugged with slow/sex/poison/drugs during her lifetime, but unfortunately because of the long time, the name of the poison could no longer be found.

Everyone, including him, thought that after giving birth to Cong Lu, the queen mother suffered from physical loss, gradually weakened, and finally died. Little did they know that someone had poisoned the mother.

Who will it be?

What is the plot?

Is the imperial physician complicit?