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

Wen Qi touched his forehead subconsciously, and said pitifully: "Your Majesty lied to me, it still hurts."

Cong Ji sighed, but heard Wen Qi and said: "Kiss me again."

He kissed Wen Qi's forehead again, and now Wen Qi's whole body was hot, as if he was hugging a fire, he was already sweating profusely.

Wen Qi himself was sweating all over, and even his bones were about to be scalded, which was extremely painful.

Cong Ji looked at the pale-faced Wen Qi, and said softly, "Hold on."

Wen Qi didn't make a sound for a long time. After about a cup of tea, his perception of pain finally became a little numb, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, am I hot? Am I burning Your Majesty?"

"It's okay." Cong Ji stroked Wen Qi's cheek and said, "You don't have to worry about me, you just need to take care of yourself."

"En." Wen Qi replied breathlessly, and then went to lick Cong Ji's Adam's apple, which was embedded with new blood scabs, making the tip of his tongue slightly numb.

After a while, the pain intensified again, and he suddenly lost the strength of his whole body, paralyzed in Cong Ji's arms, breathing hard.

He couldn't even see Cong Ji's eyebrows clearly, so he raised his hands desperately, groping for Cong Ji's face.

Maybe... maybe he will die today.

Will his soul be taken away by black and white impermanence after he dies?

Or will it be threaded into another storybook?

Wouldn't it be possible to penetrate into the "Purple Jade Pavilion" that I read before?Or is it the "Talk of Strange Things" that I have seen before?

He didn't want to leave Cong Ji at all, but it didn't depend on him.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I... If I... Ruo... Die... Please... Trouble Your Majesty... Your Majesty continue... Help me... Find... Sister... Sister, she called... Miao Miao ..." When he was dying, his younger sister's name suddenly appeared in his mind.

The name Miao Miao was taken by the original mother. Before the mother gave birth, she saved a mortal. Unexpectedly, the mortal actually repayed her kindness with revenge. Together with the villains, she set a trap and kidnapped her.

At that time, Yuan Bo was hunting with his father, heard the news and rushed to save his mother after exhausting all kinds of hardships.

That night, the mother had dystocia. Although she gave birth to her younger sister, she lost her life.

After the mother named her sister, she lost her breath.

"Miao Miao" is taken from "Smoke and Vastness", and the mother hopes that Miao Miao will live in the misty place all her life, instead of being enslaved by mortals like some unfortunate fellows.

"Your Majesty...please...be sure...to find...to find Miao Miao..." He was already in a state of anger, "Your Majesty...after my death...after my death, Your Majesty will... Dismantling the bones...dismantling the bones into the belly...let's go, I wish...your majesty good fortune...blessed life, sons...children...full house, hope...your majesty...don't do it, don't do it again...violent... ...Tyrant, Your Majesty, what are the people doing wrong?"

After saying that, his right hand fell straight from Cong Ji's face, and immediately his body was so painful that it almost burst, even biting his lip could not relieve it in the slightest.

Cong Ji was afraid that Wen Qi would bite his tongue, so he brought his right palm to Wen Qi's lips.

Wen Qi pursed his lips tightly, and after a while, he couldn't bear it anymore and groaned in pain.

Cong Ji took this opportunity and stuffed his right palm into Wen Qi's mouth.

Xiaosha's sharp teeth broke his skin in an instant, but he didn't feel any pain, he just felt distressed.

Wen Qi accidentally drank some of Cong Ji's blood, and immediately raised his hand desperately to pat that right palm away.

Cong Ji's eyes turned red, and he threatened: "If you die, not only will I not help you find Miao Miao, but I will also slaughter all the people, eat all the sharks, and teach you that there will be no peace under the nine springs."

However, as far as Wen Qi was concerned, his words were far and near, and he couldn't hear clearly, so this threat was naturally useless.

Wen Qi's mind gradually became lax, but the pain didn't let him go.

He sniffed the ambergris on Cong Ji's body with difficulty, and the shark's tail seemed to be split open alive.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...Your Majesty..." He called Cong Ji, and begged again and again, "Your Majesty...you kiss...kiss me...kiss me again..."

Cong Ji was heartbroken, lowered his head, and kept kissing Wen Qi's forehead. At the same time, he kept comforting Wen Qi: "Kiss won't hurt anymore, kiss won't hurt anymore, kiss won't hurt anymore ..."

Wen Qi pulled the corner of his lips hard, but couldn't utter a word.

His body became hotter and hotter, the pain flooded his limbs and bones, and his breath would not be broken.

After suffering like this for a full hour, his whole body was instantly radiant, and when all the light dissipated, his ear fins, dorsal fins, and tail fins had disappeared, and the shark's tail had turned into two feet.

Cong Ji was both surprised and delighted: "Wen Qi, you are fine."

After a long time, Wen Qi finally regained his breath. He looked at his lower body, and that lower body was no longer a shark tail, but had been replaced by two feet.

Then, he looked at Cong Ji again, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I made His Majesty worry."

The pain has subsided, but his physical strength has not yet recovered, and his mind is still a little dizzy.

He hugged Cong Ji with difficulty, and not long after, his body became hot again.

But this scorching heat was completely different from the scalding scalding just now. He felt that he had nowhere to hide, so he stretched out his hand and barely covered it up. Then he said embarrassingly to Cong Ji: "Your Majesty, don't look at me."

Don't look at evil, Cong Ji consciously turned his head away, Wen Qi in his arms was trembling uncontrollably, and a thin layer of sweat broke out.

Wen Qi didn't know what to do, and instead hurt himself, so he had to ask Cong Ji for help: "Your Majesty, help me."

When Cong Ji heard the words, he didn't refuse, so as not to embarrass Wen Qi, he didn't look back.

Wen Qi closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was at a loss.

Cong Ji didn't care. After a long time, he kissed Wen Qi's sweaty forehead: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Wen Qi didn't know how to face Cong Ji, so he didn't dare to open his eyes.

Last time, he cried and begged Cong Ji for mercy, asking Cong Ji to let him go, but this time, he was...

Why did he become like this?In the last life, he obviously had no interest in it, it must be because of this body.

After breathing calmly, he opened his eyes tremblingly, but lowered his eyes, still not daring to look at Cong Ji.

Cong Ji stared intently at Wen Qi who was lost and found again, and hugged Wen Qi a little tighter.

The heat created to melt the feet has receded, and Wen Qi's body temperature returned to the original level. However, when he was burned by Cong Ji's body temperature, the tip of his heart trembled suddenly.

He endured and endured, and at the end, he was forced to cry a little because of his shame: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty..."

Cong Ji nervously said: "What's wrong with you? Just bear with it, I'll pass on the imperial physician to you, okay?"

Wen Qi covered his face with his left hand, and pointed with his right hand: "Your Majesty...I..."

Cong Ji understood, patted Wen Qi's back lightly, and coaxed softly: "Don't cry."

He was afraid of hurting Wen Qi, so he could only be lighter, and then lighter.

Wen Qi in his arms covered his face with his left hand, his red ears, his right fingertips and curled up toes tightly clutching his clothes had nowhere to hide.

This time was a little longer than the last time, Wen Qi's lower abdomen twitched slightly, and he kicked his feet randomly a few times before he calmed down.

Cong Ji glanced at his palm, and immediately took a brocade handkerchief, wiped his palm clean, and then wiped it for Wen Qi.

Wen Qi breathed erratically, and suddenly realized that he was completely naked and had fallen into Cong Ji's eyes.

He immediately withdrew from Cong Ji's arms, hugged his knees, and sat aside, trying to cover himself up as much as possible.

When he was young, he said in a muffled voice, "Please Your Majesty, give me the clothes."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a rustling sound came into his ears, and he looked up in horror. Cong Ji really untied the leather around his waist, and immediately after that, the outer shirt and middle clothes were scattered layer by layer.

Is this tyrant going to be lucky for me?

Can't wait to see my legs out?

This tyrant let me go before because I was still a shark tail?

He didn't want to be blessed by this tyrant, but when he thought about the taste of talent just now, he was suddenly shaken.

In the next breath, he stood up abruptly, trying to escape, but his newborn feet went limp.

Cong Ji supported Wen Qi with one hand, took off his outer shirt with the other hand, and put it on Wen Qi's body, before ordering his servant to go to the bedroom to get a suit of ordinary clothes.

But it turned out that I was worrying too much.

Wen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly Cong Ji asked, "You're sweating all over, do you want to take a bath?"

Is this tyrant planning to lay hands on me while I am bathing?

Thinking of this, even though his whole body was sticky and uncomfortable, he still shook his head.

But Cong Ji ordered someone to prepare bath water, and then said in detail: "You should be fine now, I will go back to the palace now, if you have anything to do, you must report to me with the servant, and wait until dawn. I will visit you again. Tomorrow, Cen Fengyu from the Shangyi Bureau will come to tailor your clothes. These days, I have to make you wear my old clothes. Your feet seem to have no strength. Waiting for you to walk without hindrance, I will send you to Chongwen Hall to study."

Wen Qi grabbed the front of his outer shirt with one hand, and couldn't help clasping Cong Ji's wrist with the other, and asked, "Is Your Majesty going to visit the concubine?"

Cong Ji said with a smile: "If I don't go to visit my concubine, how can I have a full house of children and grandchildren?"

Full of children and grandchildren... More than an hour ago, Wen Qi thought he was going to die, and one of his last words was to wish the tyrant a full family of children and grandchildren.

Thinking about it now, he immediately felt unhappy.

"Your Majesty is not allowed to leave." He hurriedly wrapped his arms around Cong Ji's waist, "You are not joking, Your Majesty promised me that today he will accompany me all day."

The Wen Qi in front of him is really contradicting himself. He obviously doesn't want to go to bed, and he is afraid of being lucky by himself, but he doesn't allow himself to leave.

Cong Ji was really worried about Wen Qi, so he nodded: "Okay, I won't go."

While one person and one shark were talking, the common clothes had already been fetched, and the bath water had also been prepared.

Cong Ji ordered the waiter to move the screen to block the bathtub, then helped Wen Qi to the front of the bathtub, and reminded: "Try the water temperature first."

Wen Qi tried the temperature of the water: "It's a little hot."

Cong Ji ordered his servant to add some cold water, and asked, "How is it?"

Wen Qi tried the water temperature again: "It's not bad."

Cong Ji carried Wen Qi into the bathtub, then walked to the window hinge, turned his back to Wen Qi, and said, "Don't worry, I won't spy on you."

Wen Qi was obviously on guard against him, even the sound of water was cautious.

He smiled wryly and looked at the sun.

In ten days, it will be the fifteenth day of September.

Month after month, forever, unless he dies.

Wen Qi has already grown his feet, and after a while, he will be able to go to Chongwen Hall to study, and next spring he will be able to participate in the Spring Festival. After the Spring Festival, there will be a palace examination. After the palace examination, he will send Wen Qi to the Hanlin Academy as an official ——The specific rank is determined by Wen Qi's palace examination results.

After a year or two, he will release Wen Qi to be an official for training.

If all goes well, after five years, he will be able to die on his own.

At that time, he no longer needs to worry about the arrival of the fifteenth day of each month, he only needs to endure various tortures in the eighteenth hell.

On the other side, after Wen Qi took a bath, he wanted to get out of the bathtub, but he couldn't because of the weakness of his feet, so he could only say to Cong Ji: "Please carry me out, Your Majesty."

Cong Ji came back to his senses, covered his eyes with a black cloth, and just reached Wen Qi and stretched out his hand.

Wen Qi was startled, then took Cong Ji's hand.

As soon as Cong Ji exerted force, Wen Qi immediately threw himself into his arms, and he carried Wen Qi to the bed. After Wen Qi got dressed, he tore off the black cloth.

Afterwards, he ordered the servant to change the bath water and went to take a bath.

After taking a bath, he returned to the bed and was about to lie down, but he heard Wen Qi say: "Your Majesty is angry with me?"