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

Cong Ji didn't care much about the hole in his body. Seeing Cong Lu fainted on the ground, he immediately lowered his body and said nervously, "Lu Zhuer, wake up."

Unfortunately, Cong Lu didn't respond at all.

Cong Ji wiped the blood on Cong Lu's face with a brocade handkerchief, and at the same time ordered: "Doctor Yun, hurry up and see the princess."

——He originally trusted Imperial Physician Liu very much, so he entrusted Cong Lu with full power to Imperial Physician Liu. Now that Imperial Physician Liu has something to do with Tiantang, he can only put Imperial Physician Liu under house arrest first.

No matter how imperial doctor Liu complained, he ignored him.

However, Yun Yan quickly left Bailu Hall, carried the medicine box from the temporary residence, and then hurried to Cong Ji: "Your Majesty has lost a lot of blood, let Caomin heal His Majesty first."

"No need, I can't die." It doesn't matter if you die.

Then, he said sharply, "Hurry up and save the princess."

Yun Yan insisted: "The princess should be fine. Your Majesty is obviously much more serious than the princess."

Cong Ji was about to refuse, when suddenly a moon-white figure rushed in front of him.

——It is Wen Qi.

Because Wen Qi was walking too fast, he fell a few times on the way, his clothes were covered with a little dust, and his temple hair was wet with sweat, sticking to his face, and he looked very embarrassed.

In this court, black is the most respected, and Cong Ji's court clothes are also black, but Wen Qi saw the breach in Cong Ji's heart at a glance.

The breach was bleeding violently, so that Cong Ji's feet were dyed bright red.

He didn't ask Cong Ji if it hurt, because Cong Ji would definitely not feel pain, but his eyes turned red immediately, and he choked up and begged Yun Yan who was beside him: "Doctor Yun, please treat your Majesty."

Cong Ji suddenly remembered that he drowned last time, and Wen Qi also cried.

If he dies, Wen Qi will probably be sad?

"Don't cry." He raised his fingers and wiped the end of Wen Qi's eyes, "I can't die." At least not temporarily.

Just now Luzhu'er hadn't stabbed deep enough, without hurting the heart at all, she had already pulled out Yutou'er.

He lingered on Wen Qi, finally settled on Wen Qi's face, and said with concern: "Did you fall? Does it hurt?"

Wen Qi said in bewilderment: This Cong Ji is really strange, he doesn't care that he has a big gash in his body, but he cares about me very much, I just fell a few times.

"It hurts a little. If Your Majesty doesn't let Dr. Yun heal me, it will hurt even more." He threatened Cong Ji, and then said, "Doctor Yun, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Cong Ji looked at Wen Qi, and sat on the armchair beside him.

Yun Yan untied Cong Ji's shirt for easy treatment.

Cong Ji's exposed skin was covered with scars, Yun Yan was not very curious and pretended not to see it.

Wen Qi found it shocking, even though he had already checked Cong Ji's body carefully, and even used his hands to help Cong Ji...

He felt distressed and ashamed, and was eager to turn his head away, but his eyes could not be separated from Cong Ji.

Yun Yan stopped Cong Ji's bleeding neatly, put on hemostatic powder, and made a bandage.

Cong Ji said to Yun Yan: "Doctor Yun, go and get the princess' pulse immediately."

"Caomin obey." The maid at the side had already hugged Cong Lu onto the bed, and Yun Yan went to Cong Lu's bed to diagnose Cong Lu's pulse.

Wen Qi stared at Cong Ji, and asked, "Who stabbed you?"

His heart was full of hatred, and he wanted to avenge Cong Ji.

He had never experienced such a strong hatred, and even had a flash of the thought of cutting the murderer to pieces.

Cong Ji whispered, "It's Luzhuer."

Wen Qi was taken aback: "Why did the princess want to harm Your Majesty?"

The relationship between Cong Ji and Cong Lu should not be bad, and stabbing Cong Ji would not be of any benefit to Cong Lu.

Since the murderer was Cong Lu, he had to work hard to suppress his hatred.

Cong Ji explained: "I don't know why Lu Zhu'er thinks that I forced her to descend to Yu Yi, the rogue who killed her original partner to make a sequel, and also thinks that I ruined her appearance."

Wen Qi once asked Cong Lu the reason for her disfigurement, but Cong Ji did not confess.

Hearing this, he took the opportunity to ask: "Who exactly ruined the princess's appearance?"

It's inconvenient here after all, so Cong Ji didn't answer, but said: "I'll explain this matter to you in detail after I go back to Danquan Hall."

Wen Qi nodded and said, "All right."

When he was young, Yun Yan checked Cong Lu's pulse and reported to Cong Ji: "Your Majesty, the princess is fine. It must be because she was too emotional that she lost consciousness. The princess only needs to sleep to wake up."

He also prescribed Cong Ji a prescription for nourishing blood and nourishing qi, and asked his servant to send it to the Imperial Medical Office.

Cong Jifa asked: "Luzhu'er's condition is clearly improving, why did she suddenly lose her mind?"

Yun Yan replied: "Eight/nine out of ten is because of the sweet soup. The princess's maid claimed that the sweet soup was prepared by Imperial Physician Liu, but Imperial Physician Liu denied it."

Looking at Cong Ji's pale complexion, Wen Qi stopped him and said, "The truth of the matter must come to light. The most important thing for Your Majesty right now is to recover from your injuries. Your Majesty, follow me back to Danquan Hall to rest."

Cong Ji was about to ask again, but was stared at by Wen Qi.

He had no choice but to turn around and say, "Doctor Lao Yun will take care of Lu Zhu'er."

At first glance, there was nothing unusual about Cong Ji other than his complexion, but Wen Qi still supported Cong Ji.

After leaving the Bailu Hall, Cong Ji pushed Wen Qi's hand away: "I still have to go to court, and I don't need to rest."

Wen Qi said ferociously: "Your Majesty is not allowed to go to court, Your Majesty must follow me back to Danquan Hall to rest."

Cong Ji moved his lips and teeth, and was immediately held down by Wen Qi: "Your Majesty must not object."

Wen Qi said to the servant at the side on his own initiative: "Today's morning court will be waived, please go and inform the adults."

The servant knows Wen Qi, and knows that Wen Qi's family is upright, but this is a big matter, and he dare not obey orders.

Wen Qi naturally understood that he had violated the rules a lot, but he didn't dare to let Cong Ji go to the morning court at all.

What if Cong Ji passed out in the court hall and his condition worsened?

He looked at Cong Ji, and Cong Ji had no choice but to say to his servant: "Just do what the master says."

Wen Qi snatched Cong Ji back from Zao Chao's hand, and smiled instantly, his eyes swept over Cong Ji's heart, but he withdrew his smile.

Every time Cong Ji took a step, he would leave bright red footprints until the blood on the soles of his feet was completely exhausted.

The footprints hurt Wen Qi's eyes, forcing his eyes to turn red again.

One person and one shark walked to the back of Danquan Hall, Wen Qi closed all the surrounding windows, and said to Cong Ji, "Your Majesty, the court clothes are heavy and inconvenient to rest in. May I take off the court clothes for Your Majesty?"

Cong Ji did not object, and Wen Qi stripped him down to only his obscene clothes and trousers.

Seeing that the obscene clothes and trousers were also stained with blood, Wen Qi said in a trembling voice, "Let me change your majesty's clothes."

He went to fetch the clean clothes and trousers before reaching out to take off the clothes and trousers on Cong Ji.

He had already seen Cong Ji's untouched appearance, but he was still shy.

He forced himself to be calm, and tried his best to put on the obscene clothes and trousers for Cong Ji.

Perhaps because of the injury, Cong Ji's body temperature was lower than usual, but Wen Qi accidentally touched Cong Ji's skin, and felt that his fingertips were about to be scalded.

Cong Ji got on the bed and urged: "You don't need to worry about me, hurry up and go to the Chongwen Hall, since I promised you not to go to the morning court, so that you can rest in this Danquan Hall, so you won't break your promise and get fat."

Wen Qi has already forgotten that he should go to Chongwenkan to study today, and he even forgot that he was studying in Chongwenkan.

He was full of Cong Ji, and he also got on the bed, wrapped around Cong Ji's waist loosely, rubbed his forehead against the inside of Cong Ji's arm, and said, "I don't want to go to the Chongwen Museum, I want to be with Your Majesty." .”

But Cong Ji said: "Go quickly, don't worry about me."

"No." Wen Qi said nonsense, "I don't like studying."

"It's up to you." Cong Ji naturally hoped that Wen Qi would accompany him, but he also hoped that Wen Qi could become a famous minister as soon as possible.

Wen Qi asked: "Your Majesty, please rest. Wait for Your Majesty to regain his energy before telling me how the princess was disfigured."

Although Cong Ji didn't think he needed to rest, he still closed his eyes.

Wen Qi and Cong Ji slept on the same couch for a long time. Before Wen Qi transformed into his feet, he was naked, while Cong Ji's clothes were neat. After Wen Qi transformed into his feet, both of them were fully dressed.

Now Wen Qi is hugging Cong Ji who only wears obscene clothes and trousers.

He was hot all over, staring at Cong Ji, caught off guard, his heart attack broke out again.

Half an hour later, the decoction for nourishing blood and Qi was delivered.

He woke up Cong Ji, helped Cong Ji sit up, and drank the decoction.

The decoction smelled extremely bitter, but Cong Ji didn't change his face.

He took candied fruit and brought it to Cong Ji's lips. After Cong Ji ate it, he said, "I don't need candied fruit to drink medicine."

He said clearly: "Isn't Your Majesty afraid of suffering?"

Cong Ji replied: "I am not afraid of suffering."

Cong Ji in front of him is not afraid of pain, suffering, or death. If he didn't have emotions, he would be no different from a walking dead.

Wen Qi actually wanted to cry again. Cong Ji didn't know what sorcery he used to make him cry so much.

Cong Ji found that Wen Qi was about to cry, and mistakenly thought that Wen Qi was in pain because of the fall, so he sighed and said, "Why are you so anxious."

Wen Qi was watching "Talk of Foreign Objects" at the time, wondering if he was a "man-eating shark". When he heard someone shouting "Your Majesty has been assassinated", he was in chaos, not to mention the smell of blood.

He was afraid that he would never see Cong Ji again, so he didn't care about the pain.

"Can I see your feet and hands?" Wrestling usually hurts the face, feet, and hands. Wen Qi's face is intact, and the feet and hands may not be spared.

Seeing that Wen Qi didn't refuse, Cong Ji clasped Wen Qi's left wrist. Wen Qi's left palm was indeed torn, and he went to look at Wen Qi's right palm, which was also torn.

Immediately afterwards, he took off Wen Qi's lower garment.

Wen Qi hurriedly raised his hand to cover his face, his skin was completely red.

Cong Ji didn't think much about it, the feet and hands that came into view were like torn and red, especially the knees. Fortunately, it was not serious, but it would probably be bruised tomorrow.

There was still some ointment used to remove the scars before, and he applied the medicine to the broken skin for Wen Qi, and then warned: "Your feet are not enough to fully support your body at the moment, so don't run anymore .”

It wasn't until Cong Ji helped Wen Qi put on his upper and lower clothes that Wen Qi opened his eyes and said seriously, "Your Majesty must first promise that I won't get hurt again."

Cong Ji said bluntly: "I cannot assure you that accidents cannot be completely avoided."

"Your Majesty is the most annoying." Wen Qi said angrily, "I don't care about Your Majesty."

After saying that, he turned his back.

Cong Ji put his arms around Wen Qi from behind, and said in Wen Qi's ear: "I can only promise you that I won't get hurt as much as possible."

Wen Qi snorted, turned around, kissed the bandage on Cong Ji's heart, and said to himself: Kiss will get better soon.