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

Since Wen Qi is not an ordinary person, the wound heals faster than Cong Ji.

Three days later, only reddish-brown blood scabs remained from the bone-deep wound.

The blood scab kept itching, and he couldn't scratch it, which made Wen Qi feel extremely uncomfortable, so he could only hug Cong Ji and kiss him to distract him.

Another day, the blood scabs peeled off, leaving scars like thin snakes, as if Wen Qi's forearm was divided into two halves, exuding a strange beauty inexplicably.

It was night, Cong Ji looked at the scar, and fetched ointment, and wanted to apply it on Wen Qi, but Wen Qi stopped him.

Wen Qi was reclining on the bed, because of being kissed by Cong Ji just now, her hair was in a bun and her skirt was open.

He put his hand on Cong Ji's wrist, and said without any objection: "No need."

Cong Ji frowned and said, "I don't like you having this scar."

"I don't like your majesty's scars." Wen Qi yawned lazily, "If your majesty dislikes me, I will naturally displease your majesty. This body belongs to me, and your majesty must not interfere. "

"I am the Son of Heaven, you should..." Compared to Wen Qi, Cong Ji is clumsy and tongue-tied. ,Wen Qi is neither old nor young, and is alone, if His Majesty thinks that Wen Qi is disrespectful to His Majesty, it doesn't matter if he kills Wen Qi."

It's not that Wen Qi is not afraid of death, on the contrary, because he died once, he cherishes his life very much, but he knows that Cong Ji will definitely be reluctant to kill him, so he is unscrupulous.

Cong Ji was very helpless: "Why are you doing this?"

"That's what I want to do." Wen Qi poked into Cong Ji's clothes, rubbed the new scab with his fingertips, "Your Majesty will also leave scars like mine, I want to teach Your Majesty to see your own scars every time." , I will remember that His Majesty has promised me not to harm myself as much as possible."

Cong Ji compromised and said: "Okay, when the blood scab falls off, I will apply ointment on time to remove the scar."

Wen Qi made an inch of progress and said: "Your Majesty must remove other wounds as well."

Seeing that Cong Ji was silent, he chuckled softly: "Forget it, Wen Qi won't embarrass His Majesty anymore."

Cong Ji breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Wen Qi say: "Your Majesty has scars all over his body, and Wen Qi has scars on this arm. By the way, there are also scars on the back of the hand. Although it is not conspicuous, it can be seen when you look closely."

He took Wen Qi's left hand, and the scar on the back of this hand was exactly as Wen Qi said, and it could be seen on closer inspection.

Wen Qi pulled out his hand suddenly, and swept the ointment that Cong Ji put beside him to the ground, then turned over and pressed Cong Ji under him, kissing and rubbing carefully while tossing and turning.

In recent days, he has dug out the Longyang Yanqing story book hidden by Cong Ji and studied it more seriously than studying the Four Books and Five Classics.

Since Cong Ji doesn't dislike his body and allows him to get close, even if he is not a woman, and he is not as good as a woman, as long as he can arouse Cong Ji's desire, it should not be difficult to get a dewy marriage.

He didn't expect that he would do such despicable and despicable actions before, but for himself who couldn't ask for it now, it was natural and nothing serious. After doing it a few times, he was already familiar with it.

Cong Ji kissed Wen Qi back, and after a while, let Wen Qi breathe out, then pecked Wen Qi's eyebrows and eyes.

Wen Qi wrapped his hands around the back of Cong Ji's neck and closed his eyes.

After a long time, his abdomen was burning hot, and when he looked down, he and Cong Ji's clothes were all dirty.

——After he confessed his heart to Cong Ji, he no longer allowed Cong Ji to dress neatly between the beds, only allowed Cong Ji to wear underwear, and he himself only wore underwear.

Cong Ji pushed Wen Qi's hands around the back of his neck, wiped himself and Wen Qi clean, put on new obscene clothes and trousers, and then took Wen Qi into his arms again.

Wen Qi's mind was full of thoughts, and he buried his head in Cong Ji's heart. Cong Ji's heart had grown well. He licked the wound on it through the cloth material, and then he collected himself and asked, "Princess What's the matter?"

Yesterday, he went to visit Cong Lu, but unfortunately, Cong Lu had already fallen asleep at that time.

Cong Ji looked at Wen Qi's bright red lips, pecked them lightly, and then replied: "Under Doctor Yun's treatment, Luzhu'er has recovered much, her mood is stable, and her mind is normal, but she has not yet recalled the name of her name." The reason why Fang Yun is the female ghost in white clothes is that her appearance has not recovered."

Wen Qi sniffed the ambergris on Cong Ji's body, and at the same time asked, "What happened to Jin Buyao?"

"The name of the poison is still unknown." Since Concubine Zhao got Jinbuyao, Cong Ji ordered all the imperial physicians in the Imperial Medical Office to study the poison on Jinbuyao together with Yun Yan. However, there is still no conclusion.

"Your Majesty, don't worry." Wen Qi asked three times, "Is Xue Juan's death found out?"

"Xuejuan died from the diluted Hedinghong, as did other people related to Xuejuan's death, but because of the connection, all of them died completely, and no survivors were left. Everyone has been autopsyed, and only one person was found. I found a clue - Xuejuan is pregnant in March." Cong Ji caressed Wen Qi's back, "I have sent someone to investigate Xuejuan, but I haven't found out who Xuejuan has a close relationship with."

Wen Qi thought about it: "Your Majesty thinks that the person who has an affair with Xuejuan is very likely to be behind the scenes?"

Seeing Cong Ji nodding his head, he sighed and said, "As the saying goes, 'One night, one night, one hundred nights of kindness', if it is true as His Majesty expected, the mastermind behind the scenes is really cruel."

Cong Ji speculated: "Perhaps the reason why the mastermind behind the scenes had sex with Xuejuan was not for lust or lust, but purely to control Xuejuan, and it may even be that he deliberately seduced Xuejuan, full of vows, rather than Xuejuan taking the initiative to commit himself. .”

Wen Qi was extremely disdainful: "If this is the case, using love to control Xuejuan is not clever, let alone honesty, but judging from the results, it is very effective."

"You don't need to worry about these things, there will always be a day when the truth will come to light." Cong Ji flicked out the candle, "Rest, you have to go to Chongwen Hall to study tomorrow. It's frost, and next year when spring begins, it will be Chunwei."

Chun Wei...

Wen Qi said sternly: "Your Majesty is the best at breaking promises and gaining weight. Wen Qi hopes that Your Majesty will not forget the agreement with Wen Qi."

Cong Ji naturally remembered: "If you can win Huiyuan, I will not draft."

"That's good." Wen Qi threatened on a whim, "If Your Majesty breaks his promise and becomes fat, as a punishment, he must be like Wen Qi."

With Wen Qiyunyu...

Cong Ji thought about it several times, but if he had a good relationship with Wen Qi, he might harm Wen Qi.

Wen Qi didn't know what Cong Ji was thinking at all, sometimes he was complacent because he came up with this idea, and sometimes he was jealous because if he and Cong Ji were in love, Cong Ji would have countless newcomers.

In the end, he returned to calm, hugged Cong Ji tightly, then raised his head, kissed Cong Ji's forehead, and said to himself: "Kiss, then don't be allowed to flirt with others anymore."

The next day, when Kankan finished school, he stood up and was about to leave the Chongwen Museum when he saw Cong Xun walking towards him.

Because he once thought of using Cong Xun as Cong Ji's substitute, he suddenly felt guilty.

Cong Shui asked with a smile: "Seven days later, I will hold a poetry meeting at Wangjiang Restaurant. Wen Qi, do you want to attend?"

Wen Qi originally planned to refuse, but he still agreed. There are four reasons: First, at present, if Cong Ji dies, the biggest beneficiary will be Cong Xun, although according to the original story, Cong Xun is a kind person Just in case, he wants to have more contact with Cong Xun; second, he has never participated in a poetry meeting, and he is a little curious; third, he has heard of Wangjiang Restaurant, which is an elegant place, and he wants to see a Fan; fourth, he has not been out of the palace for a long time, and wants to see what changes have occurred outside the palace since the autumn.

He looked at Cong Xun, and suddenly felt that Cong Xun could not match Cong Ji in any way.

Cong Xun knew that Wen Qi and Cong Ji had a very close relationship, so he ordered: "You must explain to Brother Huang that there are more than [-] people participating in the poetry meeting, not just you and me, so as not to cause Brother Huang to misunderstand."

Everyone believed that they were actually Cong Ji's prostitutes, but unfortunately, although they and Cong Ji were not innocent, in fact, they had never been entered.

Wen Qi smiled wryly in his heart, and said indifferently on his face: "Thank you, Your Highness Sixth Highness, for reminding, Wen Qi took note."

Don't pass Cong Xun, he walked straight to Bailu Hall.

Today, Cong Lu did not fall asleep and was embroidering a peony.

As soon as she saw Wen Qi, she said excitedly: "Sister-in-law, long time no see."

The word "sister-in-law" is really heart-wrenching, Wen Qi caressed her heart, and suddenly realized that she had never suffered from a heart disease, and all the changes in her heart were caused by Cong Ji.

"I am not the concubine's concubine. Your Majesty has no habit of cutting off sleeves." He lied, "I also have no habit of breaking sleeves."

He couldn't remember how many times he corrected Cong Lu.

Cong Lu said in a daze, "You and the emperor's words and deeds clearly show admiration for each other."

"The princess must have misunderstood it." Wen Qi took the Pu'er offered by the maid and took a sip, "Don't the princess think that the habit of breaking sleeves is not a good thing?"

Cong Lu tilted her head and said: "Most of all living beings marry and have children in a chaotic manner according to the orders of their parents and matchmakers. Perhaps they will never be able to find a true beloved in their entire life. why not?"

She said expectantly: "If I can find someone I really love, no matter if the other person is a man or a woman, I will be with him or her. Even if the emperor's brother objects, I will not give in."

Wen Qi said in his heart: I have given in, because Cong Ji is not a broken sleeve, because Cong Ji bluntly said that he does not want to try my place, and now I am just struggling to my death, hoping for a dewy marriage.

"I hope the princess can find her true love as soon as possible." He wished Cong Lu sincerely, seeing Cong Lu shyly smile, he couldn't help but think of Miao Miao, wondering if Miao Miao has found her lover?

"Thank you." Cong Lu murmured, "How could the emperor not be pleased with the emperor's wife? The way the emperor looks at the emperor's wife is obviously very different from the way he looks at other people..."

Wen Qi didn't want to listen to Cong Lu's talk about how he was different from Cong Ji, and was about to resign, when he saw Cong Lu's face turned pale and his body was shaking.

He didn't care about men's and women's defenses, he supported Cong Lu, and unexpectedly heard Cong Lu say vaguely: "I seem to remember."