This Wen Qi is really the villain who complained first, Cong Ji just checked the shark tail out of worry, he didn't have a frivolous heart, on the contrary, Wen Qi often kisses, gnaws and bites him, and likes to hold him tightly , and asked him to relieve him.
He carried Wen Qi back to the bed, and then said helplessly: "You are the apprentice."
Wen Qi opened his fingers, exposed his eyes, stared at Cong Ji and said, "Your Majesty is the apprentice."
Cong Ji suddenly felt that Wen Qi's appearance was quite cute, and smiled with his lips curled up: "I am light and windy, and I am definitely not a disciple."
Wen Qi retorted: "I am open and upright, let alone a disciple."
Cong Ji felt that he was extremely naive, and also felt that bickering with Wen Qi was extremely interesting, and continued: "I am worthy of shame, I am definitely not a disciple."
Wen Qi put down his hands covering his face, with an air of being wronged: "I have a great spirit in my heart, how can I be a disciple?"
"You are a disciple." Cong Ji put on the posture of a monarch, "What I say is the golden rule."
Wen Qi said triumphantly: "Your Majesty bullies others with power, could it be that you can't beat me?"
Cong Ji's tongue is indeed not as flexible as Wen Qi's, and he was at a loss for words for a moment, but Wen Qi curled up, pointed at him and said: "I am pure and pure, but Your Majesty sees me completely."
He reminded: "Don't forget that you asked me to take off all my normal clothes."
Wen Qi said innocently: "How can I make such unreasonable demands on Your Majesty? Your Majesty, don't make false accusations against me."
Cong Ji used his trump card: "Don't forget, four hours ago, you cried and begged me to help you."
Wen Qi blushed, and immediately calmed down: "Your Majesty turned black and white, and it is clear that His Majesty insisted on helping me."
Since Cong Ji was three years old, he has been raised as a prince. His original playful temperament has been smoothed out, and he has become young and mature. He can't match Wen Qi's ability to play tricks, so he has to admit defeat: "I can't beat you."
Wen Qi's face was full of joy, and his tail fin swayed happily: "Has your majesty admitted that he is a disciple?"
Cong Ji was forced to say: "I am Deng Tuzi."
Wen Qi took advantage of it and acted obediently: "It's not that I forced His Majesty to admit it, but His Majesty thinks from the bottom of his heart that he is a disciple."
Cong Ji changed his words: "I just practiced sword just now, and I'm sweating all over, I have to take a bath."
"Is Your Majesty guilty?" Wen Qi looked at Cong Ji who walked into the back of the screen, his heart beating like a drum.
As a mermaid, his hearing is better than that of ordinary people. Even if the bed is not close to the screen, he can hear the sound of Cong Ji taking off his ordinary clothes.
The scars all over Cong Ji's body are vivid, why did Cong Ji kill himself?
He sighed, even though he was bad in his last life, he never thought of self-harm, but Cong Ji is in good health and enjoys wealth and wealth from birth. People are like clouds and mud.
Or maybe those setbacks should not be called setbacks, but tribulations?
After Cong Ji took a bath, he walked up to Wen Qi, and seeing him thoughtful, he remained silent and just embraced him in his arms.
Wen Qi sniffed the scent of soap on Cong Ji's body, raised his head, and saw that Cong Ji's hair was wet, which made his face look more jade-like, and he couldn't help but lose his mind.
Cong Ji looked at Wen Qi's shark tail and asked, "Can you turn the shark tail into two feet again?"
Wen Qi regained his composure, and then, just like Shicai, pondered in his heart for a while, the shark's tail immediately turned into two feet, and the ear fins and dorsal fins disappeared.
Because his obscene pants had been torn by the shark's tail, a small half of his smooth feet were forced to be exposed.
He stooped and hid his feet in his lower garments, when he heard Cong Ji say: "I should order my servant to fetch some more clothes, but I was negligent."
Cong Ji ordered his servant to go to his bedroom to get the clothes, and then took out the underwear from the top box made of chicken wing wood, and handed them to Wen Qi.
Wen Qi took the trousers and tore off the gauze curtain. Seeing Cong Ji turned his back, he just changed into the torn trousers and put on the perfect trousers.
It seemed that Cong Ji's body temperature still remained on the obscene pants, he pursed his lips, and said to Cong Ji, "I've already changed it."
For the country and the people, Cong Ji is obviously a tyrant, but as far as he is concerned, except for the time when he was bullied and cried, Cong Ji can be said to be a gentleman.
The foot clothes hadn't been taken yet, but the lunch was brought up first.
Because Wen Qi couldn't do it, Cong Ji hugged Wen Qi to the desk.
Wen Qi was hungry, so he ate to his heart's content.
Cong Ji said with a smile: "Slow down, don't choke."
But for a moment, Wen Qi ate all the food that suits his taste like a storm, leaving only a bowl of fish maw, egg and mushroom soup.
He stroked his swollen belly with one hand, held on to the spoon with the other, and drank fish maw, egg, and shiitake mushroom soup calmly, feeling very comfortable.
Not long after, Cong Ji finished his lunch.
Seeing that Cong Ji had quite a few left, Wen Qi asked doubtfully, "Your Majesty won't use any more?"
Cong Ji is different from his father, he is not a luxurious person, he only eats four dishes and one soup every time, but because he is not interested in the meal, he doesn't want to eat any more because he has enough food.
And every time his father eats a meal, he must order the Shangshi Bureau to make at least one hundred meals, and never rewards his servants, so that a lot of meals were wasted, and even the whole court followed suit.
Therefore, when his father was in power, everyone was very concerned about the amount and quality of their meals, and a comparison was naturally formed.
This made the market prices of all kinds of food and ingredients soar, making them out of reach for ordinary people, and starvation increased sharply, and the number of drowned female babies was [-]% higher than that of her imperial grandfather.
As soon as Cong Ji came to the throne, he promulgated the "Stop Extravagance Law", stipulating various provisions in detail, targeting all people in the country, including him, the emperor, and effectively curbing the trend of comparison.
A year later, the "Luxury Law" also added a clause on clothing.
Facing Wen Qi's question, Cong Ji shook his head: "I have enough."
Wen Qi frowned and said: "Your Majesty's remaining meals are too much, it would be too wasteful."
Cong Ji explained: "The rest of the meal will be rewarded to the servant who tested the poison for me, so it is not a waste."
"That's good." Wen Qi licked his lips after drinking the fish maw, egg, and mushroom soup.
Seeing this, Cong Ji asked, "I ordered the Shangshi Bureau to make another bowl of fish maw, mushroom and egg custard for you?"
"No need." Wen Qi was actually full, but it was just gluttony.
Due to the weakness of his feet, even if he sat on an armchair with a reliable back, after lunch, he still felt exhausted, so he opened his hands towards Cong Ji: "Please Your Majesty, please carry me to the bed."
Cong Ji nodded, carried Wen Qi to the bed, put down Wen Qi, and hung up the gauze curtain again.
Wen Qi had nothing to do, so Yang Congji took "Mozi".
He just opened "Mozi", suddenly thought about Yu Zhengyang, and asked: "Is Mr. Yu busy today?"
Cong Ji replied: "Today is the day you come of age, I guess you don't have the energy to listen to the Taifu's lectures, so I ask the Taifu to come back in two days."
Wen Qi suddenly realized that he was Cong Ji with all his heart and eyes. If it weren't for "Mozi", he would have forgotten Yu Zhengyang to the brim.
Thinking of this, his heart, hidden under the flesh, trembled suddenly, he raised his hand to caress his heart, and said in his heart: My heart disease seems to be getting worse.
One person and one shark read "The Tiger Seal Sutra" and "Mozi" respectively for a day, and after nightfall, they embraced each other and fell asleep.
When the time was near, Wen Qi woke up from his sleep and suddenly realized that his skin was about to crack, so he had to call out: "Your Majesty, put me back in the pool quickly, I am very uncomfortable."
Because Cong Ji had suffered countless assassinations, he had never slept soundly. Hearing the sound, he immediately opened his eyes and put Wen Qi into the pool.
Wen Qi didn't have time to take off all his clothes, and he had already turned back into a mermaid.
For him who looks like a mermaid, the clothes are really a burden, so he quickly tore off the clothes.
He swam around in the pool, before he came to Cong Ji: "I'm better now, Your Majesty doesn't need to worry."
Cong Ji glanced at the clothes floating on the surface of the pool, lowered his body, and said softly: "Are you going to sleep in this pool tonight? Or sleep on the same bed with me?"
Wen Qi was afraid of being uncomfortable again, disturbing Cong Ji's good sleep, and replied: "I want to sleep in the pool, Your Majesty, go and rest soon."
"Mei Shan." Cong Ji rubbed Wen Qi's hair and went to rest.
Wen Qi's ten fingers clasped the edge of the pool, looking straight at the gauze curtain, and suddenly realized that every time Cong Ji stayed in the Danquan Hall, he would either sleep with him in his arms or hold his hand.
Now he is alone in this pool, his hands are empty.
He felt lonely all of a sudden, which made him sleepless all night.
The next day, when Cong Ji got up together, he said, "Your Majesty, hug me."
Cong Ji got off the bed and walked to the pool, Wen Qi rushed towards him immediately.
This Wen Qi was still as clingy as ever, he patted Wen Qi's back and said: "Don't you miss me?"
Wen Qi said frankly: "Yes, I miss Your Majesty."
Cong Ji was a little surprised, and comforted him: "I'll see you again when I go down to court, and you can go on sleeping."
"En." Wen Qi nodded obediently, "Your Majesty, let me go."
"It's clear that you are holding me tight." Cong Ji put Wen Qi into the pool, and was about to leave, when he heard Wen Qi say: "It's clear that His Majesty is holding me, and I know His Majesty must also miss me gone."
Missing... He is used to holding Wen Qi or falling asleep holding Wen Qi's hand, so he does miss it a little.
He said frankly: "Yes, I miss you too."
After saying that, he left the Danquan Hall, followed the crowing of the rooster, and went to the bedroom to change into the court clothes.
In the morning court today, there were not many reports from the courtiers. After the court was over, he stepped down from the throne. The Shang Shuling stepped forward and said in a low voice: "The old minister heard that His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince was assassinated a while ago. Your Majesty must take care of himself."
——Cong Xingxing Liu, because he has no title for the time being, he is called His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince.
He glanced at his right hand and said, "This was not done by an assassin, Zou Aiqing needn't worry."
"The old minister is well aware of the difficulty of His Majesty, and His Majesty has been very happy recently, and the old minister is very pleased." Shang Shuling took a step back, cupped his hands and said: "The old minister has exceeded the rules, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."
Cong Ji said warmly: "I forgive Zou Aiqing for his innocence, but Zou Aiqing is getting older, so you should take care of yourself."
The reason for his joy was Wen Qi, who had childishly bickered with Wen Qi yesterday.
The minister in front of him is the elder of the three dynasties, and he studied with him when he was young.
When he took advantage of his father's death and seized power, Shang Shuling was also the first important minister who surrendered to him and shouted long live.
He was abolished as the crown prince and stayed away from the court for many years. His foundation was not deep, and in order to achieve his goal, he killed people like hemp. In addition, his father suffered from an emergency and died before leaving a will, which caused rumors to spread everywhere. He said that for the throne, he did everything he could, first killing his father, and then killing the third prince Cong Xiao, whom his father favored, so his succession to the throne would certainly not be convincing.
Without the support of Shang Shuling, it would take him a long time to secure the throne.
In fact, he did not kill his father, and Cong Xiao did die at his hands.
He naturally harbored resentment towards his father. If his father hadn't been cruel, how could he and Cong Lu be so downcast that they were even worse than Wu Yuan in the palace?
However, he never had the idea of murdering his father, and even if he had evil intentions, he couldn't get close to his father.
At that time, the father and the emperor were sick, and Concubine Shu took care of them all, and even the successor, who is today's Empress Dowager Zhou, couldn't intervene.
Cong Xiao is the only son of Concubine Shu, and the person who pushed him into the river in the middle of winter and pressed the back of his head, trying to kill him was also Cong Xiao.
As the name suggests, Cong Xiao has the ambition to rise to the top of the clouds, so he can't get used to his elder brother who is half a year old.
Before he was abolished as the crown prince, he had never seen the sinister human heart, even if Cong Xiao was against him every day, he didn't take it to heart.
And after he was abolished as the crown prince, he saw endless ways to humiliate people.
Thinking about the past, he felt a sudden chill, so he bid farewell to Shang Shuling, and after visiting Cong Lu, he returned to Danquan Hall.
He looked around and couldn't see Wen Qi. He knew that Wen Qi should still be resting, and when he looked closer to the pool, Wen Qi was indeed sleeping soundly with his belly spread.
His chaotic mind suddenly calmed down, counting the bubbles on the surface of the pool: "One, two, three..."
After a while, Wen Qi actually opened his eyes, stared at him through layers of sea water, and smiled.
Immediately afterwards, Wen Qi surfaced, tugged at his sleeves, and asked, "Your Majesty came to see me right away?"
If Wen Qi is a woman, she must be a jealous woman.
He didn't hide it: "I went to see the imperial sister first."
Wen Qi was about to explode, when he heard the word "imperial sister", his anger disappeared without a trace.
In the previous life, when he read the storybook, he only knew that the princess was called "Cong Lu", but he didn't see any other information about Cong Lu, maybe it was because he didn't read carefully enough?
He suddenly remembered that Cong Ji had mentioned before that after the death of his mother, Cong Ji and the imperial sister depended on each other, and it became increasingly difficult.
"Well, my lord has a lot of people, so I will forgive your majesty." He stretched out his hands to wrap around Cong Ji's neck, wrapped his tail around Cong Ji's body, and buried his head lazily in the hollow of Cong Ji's neck.
"Haven't you had enough sleep yet? How about I take you..." Before Cong Ji could say anything, Wen Qi interrupted him: "I want to sleep on Your Majesty."
In the whole country, Wen Qi was the only one who dared to interrupt him. Instead of getting angry, he smiled and said, "You really are getting more and more delicate."
He thought of another thing: "After about one more cup of tea, Cen Fengyu from the Shangyi Bureau will come to tailor your clothes for you. I see that you can't cheer up, so how about ordering her to come back tomorrow?"
It should be that it took Wen Qi too much energy to get his feet out, and because he couldn't sleep well last night, he really couldn't cheer up, so he nodded: "Wen Qi obeys."
Cong Ji had never heard such a lazy "obedience", he couldn't help laughing, and ordered his servant to deliver the decree to Cen Fengyu.
He had to go to review the memorial, and the memorial was still in the Ideological and Political Hall. He carried Wen Qi to the Ideological and Political Hall on a whim, and flaunted the rumored fierce beauty.
Wen Qi was so dazed that he didn't even know he was being carried to the Sizheng Hall.
It wasn't until noon that he woke up leisurely, yawned, and rubbed against Cong Ji's heart again.
"Are you awake? Do you want lunch?" Cong Ji put down his ink brush and looked at Wen Qi.
It was only then that Wen Qi realized that this place was not the Danquan Hall. He looked around, and at the end, decided on Cong Ji's face: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Your Majesty to carry me here?"
"It doesn't matter, you are not an enemy country, nor are you a traitor." Cong Jifu asked again, "Do you want to have lunch?"
Wen Qi's eyes were burning: "I don't want lunch, I want to use Your Majesty."
Cong Ji knew that Wen Qi was joking with him, so he cooperated and said: "Use it, I agree."
Wen Qi opened his mouth and bit Cong Ji's Adam's apple, gently sucked the blood scab on it, and licked the collarbone not far away.
Ever since Cong Ji was almost violated by guards and assassinated by a wet nurse, he hated getting close to people, but Wen Qi could teach him to relax, and he even felt that it would be fine even if he died in Wen Qi's hands.
He was being approached by Wen Qi, when he suddenly heard footsteps, he looked up, and it was Cong Lu who came.
Wearing a veil, Cong Lu ran up to him with the maid behind her, and said repeatedly: "Brother Huang, brother Huang, I saw that female ghost in white again."
It was the princess who came, and she must have seen what I did.
Wen Qi was so ashamed that he didn't know what to do.
Cong Lu had never seen a shark with her own eyes before, so she looked at the shark in Cong Ji's arms curiously, and a flash of light flashed in her mind: "Brother Huang, is she my sister-in-law?"
Cong Ji shook his head and said, "He is not your imperial wife."
Cong Lu was confused: "She is not my emperor's wife, why is the emperor so close to her?"
Wen Qi is not Cong Ji's wife, but his antidote, his salvation, and his hope, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while.
Wen Qi wanted to hide in Cong Ji's arms but felt that he was disrespectful to the princess, so he got off the ground and saluted the princess, "Wen Qi has seen the princess."
Cong Lu didn't look carefully just now, and was surprised to see that Wen Qi was "he" instead of "she", then stared at Wen Qi's shark tail, and admired: "Sister-in-law, your tail is really bright. Dazzling."
When the voice fell to the ground, she tilted her head and said, "Brother Huang, are you a broken sleeve?"
"I'm not broken." Cong Ji hastily denied it to avoid Wen Qi's misunderstanding.
Cong Lu became more and more confused: "Emperor brother is not a broken sleeve, why is he so close to the emperor's wife?"
Wen Qi echoed, "I'm not broken either."
Cong Ji was afraid that Wen Qi would struggle to stand up with his shark tail, so he grabbed Wen Qi's waist and hugged Wen Qi into his arms.
Cong Lu looked at Cong Ji and then at Wen Qi, thinking that they all looked like Duanxiu.
Wen Qi hadn't seen Cong Lu clearly just now, but when he took a look, he found that he had seen Cong Lu before.
That day, Cong Ji led his bodyguards to carry him to Bailu Palace. The disfigured woman he saw in Bailu Palace was Cong Lu, but he mistook Cong Lu for Cong Ji's concubine.
For some reason, this realization brought joy to his heart.
Now Cong Lu is wearing a veil, covering most of her face, her forehead is also covered by sideburns, the scars are only faintly visible, not as scary as that day.
Like Cong Ji, Cong Lu's scars were also caused by self-mutilation?Or was Cong Lu once killed by a traitor?
The author has something to say: 1. Chicken wing wood: It is named after the pattern of chicken wings ("V" shape) on the cut surface of the string, also known as "acacia wood" and "red bean wood".
2. Wuyuan: an elegant name for cats
He carried Wen Qi back to the bed, and then said helplessly: "You are the apprentice."
Wen Qi opened his fingers, exposed his eyes, stared at Cong Ji and said, "Your Majesty is the apprentice."
Cong Ji suddenly felt that Wen Qi's appearance was quite cute, and smiled with his lips curled up: "I am light and windy, and I am definitely not a disciple."
Wen Qi retorted: "I am open and upright, let alone a disciple."
Cong Ji felt that he was extremely naive, and also felt that bickering with Wen Qi was extremely interesting, and continued: "I am worthy of shame, I am definitely not a disciple."
Wen Qi put down his hands covering his face, with an air of being wronged: "I have a great spirit in my heart, how can I be a disciple?"
"You are a disciple." Cong Ji put on the posture of a monarch, "What I say is the golden rule."
Wen Qi said triumphantly: "Your Majesty bullies others with power, could it be that you can't beat me?"
Cong Ji's tongue is indeed not as flexible as Wen Qi's, and he was at a loss for words for a moment, but Wen Qi curled up, pointed at him and said: "I am pure and pure, but Your Majesty sees me completely."
He reminded: "Don't forget that you asked me to take off all my normal clothes."
Wen Qi said innocently: "How can I make such unreasonable demands on Your Majesty? Your Majesty, don't make false accusations against me."
Cong Ji used his trump card: "Don't forget, four hours ago, you cried and begged me to help you."
Wen Qi blushed, and immediately calmed down: "Your Majesty turned black and white, and it is clear that His Majesty insisted on helping me."
Since Cong Ji was three years old, he has been raised as a prince. His original playful temperament has been smoothed out, and he has become young and mature. He can't match Wen Qi's ability to play tricks, so he has to admit defeat: "I can't beat you."
Wen Qi's face was full of joy, and his tail fin swayed happily: "Has your majesty admitted that he is a disciple?"
Cong Ji was forced to say: "I am Deng Tuzi."
Wen Qi took advantage of it and acted obediently: "It's not that I forced His Majesty to admit it, but His Majesty thinks from the bottom of his heart that he is a disciple."
Cong Ji changed his words: "I just practiced sword just now, and I'm sweating all over, I have to take a bath."
"Is Your Majesty guilty?" Wen Qi looked at Cong Ji who walked into the back of the screen, his heart beating like a drum.
As a mermaid, his hearing is better than that of ordinary people. Even if the bed is not close to the screen, he can hear the sound of Cong Ji taking off his ordinary clothes.
The scars all over Cong Ji's body are vivid, why did Cong Ji kill himself?
He sighed, even though he was bad in his last life, he never thought of self-harm, but Cong Ji is in good health and enjoys wealth and wealth from birth. People are like clouds and mud.
Or maybe those setbacks should not be called setbacks, but tribulations?
After Cong Ji took a bath, he walked up to Wen Qi, and seeing him thoughtful, he remained silent and just embraced him in his arms.
Wen Qi sniffed the scent of soap on Cong Ji's body, raised his head, and saw that Cong Ji's hair was wet, which made his face look more jade-like, and he couldn't help but lose his mind.
Cong Ji looked at Wen Qi's shark tail and asked, "Can you turn the shark tail into two feet again?"
Wen Qi regained his composure, and then, just like Shicai, pondered in his heart for a while, the shark's tail immediately turned into two feet, and the ear fins and dorsal fins disappeared.
Because his obscene pants had been torn by the shark's tail, a small half of his smooth feet were forced to be exposed.
He stooped and hid his feet in his lower garments, when he heard Cong Ji say: "I should order my servant to fetch some more clothes, but I was negligent."
Cong Ji ordered his servant to go to his bedroom to get the clothes, and then took out the underwear from the top box made of chicken wing wood, and handed them to Wen Qi.
Wen Qi took the trousers and tore off the gauze curtain. Seeing Cong Ji turned his back, he just changed into the torn trousers and put on the perfect trousers.
It seemed that Cong Ji's body temperature still remained on the obscene pants, he pursed his lips, and said to Cong Ji, "I've already changed it."
For the country and the people, Cong Ji is obviously a tyrant, but as far as he is concerned, except for the time when he was bullied and cried, Cong Ji can be said to be a gentleman.
The foot clothes hadn't been taken yet, but the lunch was brought up first.
Because Wen Qi couldn't do it, Cong Ji hugged Wen Qi to the desk.
Wen Qi was hungry, so he ate to his heart's content.
Cong Ji said with a smile: "Slow down, don't choke."
But for a moment, Wen Qi ate all the food that suits his taste like a storm, leaving only a bowl of fish maw, egg and mushroom soup.
He stroked his swollen belly with one hand, held on to the spoon with the other, and drank fish maw, egg, and shiitake mushroom soup calmly, feeling very comfortable.
Not long after, Cong Ji finished his lunch.
Seeing that Cong Ji had quite a few left, Wen Qi asked doubtfully, "Your Majesty won't use any more?"
Cong Ji is different from his father, he is not a luxurious person, he only eats four dishes and one soup every time, but because he is not interested in the meal, he doesn't want to eat any more because he has enough food.
And every time his father eats a meal, he must order the Shangshi Bureau to make at least one hundred meals, and never rewards his servants, so that a lot of meals were wasted, and even the whole court followed suit.
Therefore, when his father was in power, everyone was very concerned about the amount and quality of their meals, and a comparison was naturally formed.
This made the market prices of all kinds of food and ingredients soar, making them out of reach for ordinary people, and starvation increased sharply, and the number of drowned female babies was [-]% higher than that of her imperial grandfather.
As soon as Cong Ji came to the throne, he promulgated the "Stop Extravagance Law", stipulating various provisions in detail, targeting all people in the country, including him, the emperor, and effectively curbing the trend of comparison.
A year later, the "Luxury Law" also added a clause on clothing.
Facing Wen Qi's question, Cong Ji shook his head: "I have enough."
Wen Qi frowned and said: "Your Majesty's remaining meals are too much, it would be too wasteful."
Cong Ji explained: "The rest of the meal will be rewarded to the servant who tested the poison for me, so it is not a waste."
"That's good." Wen Qi licked his lips after drinking the fish maw, egg, and mushroom soup.
Seeing this, Cong Ji asked, "I ordered the Shangshi Bureau to make another bowl of fish maw, mushroom and egg custard for you?"
"No need." Wen Qi was actually full, but it was just gluttony.
Due to the weakness of his feet, even if he sat on an armchair with a reliable back, after lunch, he still felt exhausted, so he opened his hands towards Cong Ji: "Please Your Majesty, please carry me to the bed."
Cong Ji nodded, carried Wen Qi to the bed, put down Wen Qi, and hung up the gauze curtain again.
Wen Qi had nothing to do, so Yang Congji took "Mozi".
He just opened "Mozi", suddenly thought about Yu Zhengyang, and asked: "Is Mr. Yu busy today?"
Cong Ji replied: "Today is the day you come of age, I guess you don't have the energy to listen to the Taifu's lectures, so I ask the Taifu to come back in two days."
Wen Qi suddenly realized that he was Cong Ji with all his heart and eyes. If it weren't for "Mozi", he would have forgotten Yu Zhengyang to the brim.
Thinking of this, his heart, hidden under the flesh, trembled suddenly, he raised his hand to caress his heart, and said in his heart: My heart disease seems to be getting worse.
One person and one shark read "The Tiger Seal Sutra" and "Mozi" respectively for a day, and after nightfall, they embraced each other and fell asleep.
When the time was near, Wen Qi woke up from his sleep and suddenly realized that his skin was about to crack, so he had to call out: "Your Majesty, put me back in the pool quickly, I am very uncomfortable."
Because Cong Ji had suffered countless assassinations, he had never slept soundly. Hearing the sound, he immediately opened his eyes and put Wen Qi into the pool.
Wen Qi didn't have time to take off all his clothes, and he had already turned back into a mermaid.
For him who looks like a mermaid, the clothes are really a burden, so he quickly tore off the clothes.
He swam around in the pool, before he came to Cong Ji: "I'm better now, Your Majesty doesn't need to worry."
Cong Ji glanced at the clothes floating on the surface of the pool, lowered his body, and said softly: "Are you going to sleep in this pool tonight? Or sleep on the same bed with me?"
Wen Qi was afraid of being uncomfortable again, disturbing Cong Ji's good sleep, and replied: "I want to sleep in the pool, Your Majesty, go and rest soon."
"Mei Shan." Cong Ji rubbed Wen Qi's hair and went to rest.
Wen Qi's ten fingers clasped the edge of the pool, looking straight at the gauze curtain, and suddenly realized that every time Cong Ji stayed in the Danquan Hall, he would either sleep with him in his arms or hold his hand.
Now he is alone in this pool, his hands are empty.
He felt lonely all of a sudden, which made him sleepless all night.
The next day, when Cong Ji got up together, he said, "Your Majesty, hug me."
Cong Ji got off the bed and walked to the pool, Wen Qi rushed towards him immediately.
This Wen Qi was still as clingy as ever, he patted Wen Qi's back and said: "Don't you miss me?"
Wen Qi said frankly: "Yes, I miss Your Majesty."
Cong Ji was a little surprised, and comforted him: "I'll see you again when I go down to court, and you can go on sleeping."
"En." Wen Qi nodded obediently, "Your Majesty, let me go."
"It's clear that you are holding me tight." Cong Ji put Wen Qi into the pool, and was about to leave, when he heard Wen Qi say: "It's clear that His Majesty is holding me, and I know His Majesty must also miss me gone."
Missing... He is used to holding Wen Qi or falling asleep holding Wen Qi's hand, so he does miss it a little.
He said frankly: "Yes, I miss you too."
After saying that, he left the Danquan Hall, followed the crowing of the rooster, and went to the bedroom to change into the court clothes.
In the morning court today, there were not many reports from the courtiers. After the court was over, he stepped down from the throne. The Shang Shuling stepped forward and said in a low voice: "The old minister heard that His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince was assassinated a while ago. Your Majesty must take care of himself."
——Cong Xingxing Liu, because he has no title for the time being, he is called His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince.
He glanced at his right hand and said, "This was not done by an assassin, Zou Aiqing needn't worry."
"The old minister is well aware of the difficulty of His Majesty, and His Majesty has been very happy recently, and the old minister is very pleased." Shang Shuling took a step back, cupped his hands and said: "The old minister has exceeded the rules, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."
Cong Ji said warmly: "I forgive Zou Aiqing for his innocence, but Zou Aiqing is getting older, so you should take care of yourself."
The reason for his joy was Wen Qi, who had childishly bickered with Wen Qi yesterday.
The minister in front of him is the elder of the three dynasties, and he studied with him when he was young.
When he took advantage of his father's death and seized power, Shang Shuling was also the first important minister who surrendered to him and shouted long live.
He was abolished as the crown prince and stayed away from the court for many years. His foundation was not deep, and in order to achieve his goal, he killed people like hemp. In addition, his father suffered from an emergency and died before leaving a will, which caused rumors to spread everywhere. He said that for the throne, he did everything he could, first killing his father, and then killing the third prince Cong Xiao, whom his father favored, so his succession to the throne would certainly not be convincing.
Without the support of Shang Shuling, it would take him a long time to secure the throne.
In fact, he did not kill his father, and Cong Xiao did die at his hands.
He naturally harbored resentment towards his father. If his father hadn't been cruel, how could he and Cong Lu be so downcast that they were even worse than Wu Yuan in the palace?
However, he never had the idea of murdering his father, and even if he had evil intentions, he couldn't get close to his father.
At that time, the father and the emperor were sick, and Concubine Shu took care of them all, and even the successor, who is today's Empress Dowager Zhou, couldn't intervene.
Cong Xiao is the only son of Concubine Shu, and the person who pushed him into the river in the middle of winter and pressed the back of his head, trying to kill him was also Cong Xiao.
As the name suggests, Cong Xiao has the ambition to rise to the top of the clouds, so he can't get used to his elder brother who is half a year old.
Before he was abolished as the crown prince, he had never seen the sinister human heart, even if Cong Xiao was against him every day, he didn't take it to heart.
And after he was abolished as the crown prince, he saw endless ways to humiliate people.
Thinking about the past, he felt a sudden chill, so he bid farewell to Shang Shuling, and after visiting Cong Lu, he returned to Danquan Hall.
He looked around and couldn't see Wen Qi. He knew that Wen Qi should still be resting, and when he looked closer to the pool, Wen Qi was indeed sleeping soundly with his belly spread.
His chaotic mind suddenly calmed down, counting the bubbles on the surface of the pool: "One, two, three..."
After a while, Wen Qi actually opened his eyes, stared at him through layers of sea water, and smiled.
Immediately afterwards, Wen Qi surfaced, tugged at his sleeves, and asked, "Your Majesty came to see me right away?"
If Wen Qi is a woman, she must be a jealous woman.
He didn't hide it: "I went to see the imperial sister first."
Wen Qi was about to explode, when he heard the word "imperial sister", his anger disappeared without a trace.
In the previous life, when he read the storybook, he only knew that the princess was called "Cong Lu", but he didn't see any other information about Cong Lu, maybe it was because he didn't read carefully enough?
He suddenly remembered that Cong Ji had mentioned before that after the death of his mother, Cong Ji and the imperial sister depended on each other, and it became increasingly difficult.
"Well, my lord has a lot of people, so I will forgive your majesty." He stretched out his hands to wrap around Cong Ji's neck, wrapped his tail around Cong Ji's body, and buried his head lazily in the hollow of Cong Ji's neck.
"Haven't you had enough sleep yet? How about I take you..." Before Cong Ji could say anything, Wen Qi interrupted him: "I want to sleep on Your Majesty."
In the whole country, Wen Qi was the only one who dared to interrupt him. Instead of getting angry, he smiled and said, "You really are getting more and more delicate."
He thought of another thing: "After about one more cup of tea, Cen Fengyu from the Shangyi Bureau will come to tailor your clothes for you. I see that you can't cheer up, so how about ordering her to come back tomorrow?"
It should be that it took Wen Qi too much energy to get his feet out, and because he couldn't sleep well last night, he really couldn't cheer up, so he nodded: "Wen Qi obeys."
Cong Ji had never heard such a lazy "obedience", he couldn't help laughing, and ordered his servant to deliver the decree to Cen Fengyu.
He had to go to review the memorial, and the memorial was still in the Ideological and Political Hall. He carried Wen Qi to the Ideological and Political Hall on a whim, and flaunted the rumored fierce beauty.
Wen Qi was so dazed that he didn't even know he was being carried to the Sizheng Hall.
It wasn't until noon that he woke up leisurely, yawned, and rubbed against Cong Ji's heart again.
"Are you awake? Do you want lunch?" Cong Ji put down his ink brush and looked at Wen Qi.
It was only then that Wen Qi realized that this place was not the Danquan Hall. He looked around, and at the end, decided on Cong Ji's face: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Your Majesty to carry me here?"
"It doesn't matter, you are not an enemy country, nor are you a traitor." Cong Jifu asked again, "Do you want to have lunch?"
Wen Qi's eyes were burning: "I don't want lunch, I want to use Your Majesty."
Cong Ji knew that Wen Qi was joking with him, so he cooperated and said: "Use it, I agree."
Wen Qi opened his mouth and bit Cong Ji's Adam's apple, gently sucked the blood scab on it, and licked the collarbone not far away.
Ever since Cong Ji was almost violated by guards and assassinated by a wet nurse, he hated getting close to people, but Wen Qi could teach him to relax, and he even felt that it would be fine even if he died in Wen Qi's hands.
He was being approached by Wen Qi, when he suddenly heard footsteps, he looked up, and it was Cong Lu who came.
Wearing a veil, Cong Lu ran up to him with the maid behind her, and said repeatedly: "Brother Huang, brother Huang, I saw that female ghost in white again."
It was the princess who came, and she must have seen what I did.
Wen Qi was so ashamed that he didn't know what to do.
Cong Lu had never seen a shark with her own eyes before, so she looked at the shark in Cong Ji's arms curiously, and a flash of light flashed in her mind: "Brother Huang, is she my sister-in-law?"
Cong Ji shook his head and said, "He is not your imperial wife."
Cong Lu was confused: "She is not my emperor's wife, why is the emperor so close to her?"
Wen Qi is not Cong Ji's wife, but his antidote, his salvation, and his hope, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while.
Wen Qi wanted to hide in Cong Ji's arms but felt that he was disrespectful to the princess, so he got off the ground and saluted the princess, "Wen Qi has seen the princess."
Cong Lu didn't look carefully just now, and was surprised to see that Wen Qi was "he" instead of "she", then stared at Wen Qi's shark tail, and admired: "Sister-in-law, your tail is really bright. Dazzling."
When the voice fell to the ground, she tilted her head and said, "Brother Huang, are you a broken sleeve?"
"I'm not broken." Cong Ji hastily denied it to avoid Wen Qi's misunderstanding.
Cong Lu became more and more confused: "Emperor brother is not a broken sleeve, why is he so close to the emperor's wife?"
Wen Qi echoed, "I'm not broken either."
Cong Ji was afraid that Wen Qi would struggle to stand up with his shark tail, so he grabbed Wen Qi's waist and hugged Wen Qi into his arms.
Cong Lu looked at Cong Ji and then at Wen Qi, thinking that they all looked like Duanxiu.
Wen Qi hadn't seen Cong Lu clearly just now, but when he took a look, he found that he had seen Cong Lu before.
That day, Cong Ji led his bodyguards to carry him to Bailu Palace. The disfigured woman he saw in Bailu Palace was Cong Lu, but he mistook Cong Lu for Cong Ji's concubine.
For some reason, this realization brought joy to his heart.
Now Cong Lu is wearing a veil, covering most of her face, her forehead is also covered by sideburns, the scars are only faintly visible, not as scary as that day.
Like Cong Ji, Cong Lu's scars were also caused by self-mutilation?Or was Cong Lu once killed by a traitor?
The author has something to say: 1. Chicken wing wood: It is named after the pattern of chicken wings ("V" shape) on the cut surface of the string, also known as "acacia wood" and "red bean wood".
2. Wuyuan: an elegant name for cats
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