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

Since he started taking the prescription prescribed by Yunyan, the uneven scars on Cong Lu's face gradually healed.

It was the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, nearly a month had passed, and most of her scars had healed.

Cong Ji and Wen Qi still slept on the same bed, but they never held each other's hand, hugged each other's body, kissed each other's lips, and never exchanged courtesy for each other.

Other than that, Wen Qi's performance was the same as before.

On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, when Zi Shi arrived, the bloodthirsty desire suddenly hit Cong Ji's heart, forcing him to open his eyes, and Wen Qi's curled up back came into his eyes.

His right hand reached out towards Wen Qi uncontrollably, but fortunately he withdrew before his fingertips touched Wen Qi's back.

It is absolutely impossible for him to accept Wen Qi's wishes, so naturally he should not touch Wen Qi again, lest Wen Qi misunderstand.

Not long after, the bloodthirsty desire had already occupied his limbs and bones, he had no choice but to get off the bed, put on his outer shirt, and tiptoe out of the Danquan Hall.

It was already severe cold, dripping water turned into ice, and breath turned into frost, but he couldn't feel the cold, so he went straight to the prison.

"Ten Steps" was not at hand, he lifted the back neck of a death row prisoner, and pierced his chest with his right hand neatly.

The warm blood made him much more comfortable. He took out his right hand unhurriedly. The right hand was dripping with blood, and the splashed blood stained his cheek.

The dead prisoner's body fell to the ground, and he stared down at the dead body, rubbing his temples, feeling nothingness in his heart.

In that room, due to the overheating of the earth dragon, Wen Qi's mouth was parched. He opened his eyes, and just as he was about to get up to drink tea, he found that Cong Ji was no longer there.

Cong Ji must have gone to visit his concubine, right?Are you in ecstasy in the warm and fragrant nephrite now?

He stretched out his hand to caress the surface of the bed that was still warm with Cong Ji, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I am pleased with you."

When the words fell to the ground, he sighed, got off the bed, went to the table, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of Phoenix Dancong tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

The Phoenix Dancong tea was already completely cold, he is a mermaid, he is not afraid of the cold, and he likes to eat cold food, but because of this cup of Phoenix Dancong tea, his whole body became cold.

He put down the teacup, returned to the bed, closed his eyes, and really did not sleep all night.

At dawn, he was still the only one in the huge Danquan Hall.

Maybe Cong Ji won't come back again?

This idea kept wandering in his mind, so that he couldn't listen to what Mr. said at all.

Sure enough, Cong Ji didn't show up until the climax of the moon.

Forget it, anyway, to Cong Ji, he is just a dispensable gadget, so he should reciprocate, and treat Cong Ji as a dispensable gadget, why bother Cong Ji too much? Take care of yourself?

Reciprocity...

The scorching heat that had long gone suddenly descended, forcing him to cover his hands.

In fact, the reason why he decided to leave Cong Ji after the spring is because the breeding season of the mermaids will begin once the spring is over.

As an adult mermaid, he should go back to the deep sea, return to the group, find a female mermaid, and give birth to offspring together.

Even though he has no plans to conceive an offspring with a female mermaid, he is afraid that he will lose his dignity in front of Cong Ji because of estrus, so he must leave Cong Ji in time.

Now, he is resting on Cong Ji's jade pillow, imagining his own hand as Cong Ji's without shame.

However, Cong Ji's hand is bigger than his, and there are sword calluses on it, which is completely different from his hand.

His heart was cold, but his body was extremely hot. He closed his eyes tightly, unwilling to witness his own ugly appearance.

After a long time, he wiped himself clean, so rough that he hurt himself.

As low as others, if Cong Ji accepts it, he will surrender his status, and it is only right and proper not to accept it.

He changed into obscene clothes and trousers, and leaned on the bed. He was extremely exhausted both physically and mentally, and he couldn't sleep at night.

All night long, he had been looking forward to Cong Ji's arrival, but at the same time, he thought that if Cong Ji came, it would obviously increase his troubles.

On the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, he finished his dinner with a tasteless taste, and he could smell the familiar sound of footsteps.

——It's Cong Ji!

Cong Ji obviously stepped on the ground, but he mistakenly felt that Cong Ji stepped on the tip of his heart, again and again, making him throb.

He resisted the urge to rush into Cong Ji's arms, pretending he didn't notice Cong Ji, put down the bamboo chopsticks, and took a copy of "Tai Ping Guang Ji".

The words caught his eyes, but none of them entered his heart. He focused all his energy on Cong Ji. When Cong Ji walked to his side, he just stood up and bowed: "Wen Qi has seen Your Majesty."

Cong Ji stared at Wen Qi, and said softly, "Be flat."

Wen Qi stood up straight, raised his head, glanced at Cong Ji's face, and immediately began to greedily lick it.

After a while, he suddenly lowered his head, forcing himself to regard Cong Ji as nothing, and read "Tai Ping Guang Ji" seriously.

But it was too difficult for him.

Cong Ji's lips opened and closed, and at the end, he asked, "How is your arithmetic?"

He once taught Wen Qi arithmetic for about half a month, but he gave up because Wen Qi had already kept up with Mr. Fu's progress.

Wen Qi replied lightly: "It's okay."

Cong Ji asked again: "How about other homework?"

Wen Qi replied again: "It's okay."

Cong Ji said apologetically, "Aren't you unwilling to see me anymore?"

Wen Qi shook his head: "It's Wen Qi's luck to see the holy face."

"Just work hard, I won't bother you." Cong Ji was full of disappointment, turned around, and walked towards the gate of the palace.

Wen Qi stared at Cong Ji's back obsessively. He knew that if Cong Ji left, he might never set foot in Danquan Palace again, but he knew even more that it was meaningless to keep Cong Ji.

He immediately lowered his eyes and stopped looking at Cong Ji, lest he do something meaningless on the spur of the moment.

Cong Ji guessed that Wen Qi had probably quit him, and it was only natural not to keep him.

He couldn't help looking back, Wen Qi was studying hard at a book, and his departure obviously didn't have any impact on Wen Qi.

He continued to walk forward until he stepped out of the Danquan Hall, but Wen Qi didn't keep him.

Now that Wen Qi has kicked him out, when he kills himself, Wen Qi will definitely not be sad, which is a good thing.

After leaving the Danquan Hall, he went to the Sizheng Hall.

He wasted a whole day because of his bloodthirsty desire, and he has not finished reviewing the accumulated memorials.

Although he is a tyrant, he can be regarded as diligent, but just now facing the memorial, he couldn't concentrate at all, so he went to see Wen Qi.

If he had known this, he should not have searched for sharks; if he had known this, he should not have allowed himself to get close to Wen Qi, lest he would harm others and himself.

But in this world, there has never been a medicine for regret.

It was not until the ugly moment that he finished reviewing all the memorials.

At the second moment of ugly time, he was about to fall asleep, when suddenly, Qin Xiao said anxiously outside: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report."

This urgent report must not be good news.

Eighty-nine out of ten, there was a change in Zhou Chu.

He raised his voice calmly: "Send the urgent report in."

The person who came to deliver the urgent report was a disgraced pawn with injuries, but not serious ones.

He received the urgent report from the pawn, and ordered his servant to take the pawn down for treatment.

As soon as the emergency report was unfolded, as he expected, Zhou Chu had sent cavalry across the border to burn, kill and loot at night.

Fortunately, he had already ordered local officials to move the people inland, and very few people were killed.

Zhou Chu's cavalry acted arrogantly, and only withdrew to Zhou Chu's territory after being pursued.

If it weren't for the Southern Jin's military strength not being able to compete with Zhou Chu, who is good at riding and shooting, he must use this to march into Zhou Chu in a large scale.

It's a pity that it's the middle of winter, it's not easy to march, it's difficult to supply, and most of the Southern Jin soldiers are not resistant to cold, if there is a war, the Southern Jin may not be able to take advantage.

It's best to wait until the ice melts and the snow disappears before going to war, but Zhou Chu can't wait to eat the fat of Nanjin.

At present, the generals guarding the frontier are Zhou Yun and Duan Ruizhi. Zhou Yun holds 50 elite soldiers, but he is the uncle of the Empress Dowager Zhou. His confidant, he transferred Duan Ruizhi to the frontier at the beginning of this year in order to contain Zhou Yun and prepare for the battle against Zhou Chu.

Compared with Zhou Yun, Duan Rui has obvious disadvantages: first, Duan Rui only has [-] soldiers in his hands; .

If Zhou Yun had a different intention, Duan Ruizhi might have more than enough heart but not enough strength.

The urgent report in his hand was written by Duan Ruizhi himself, Zhou Yun did not respond to such a major event.

He can be described as internal and external troubles.

After thinking for a long time, he could only order Duan Ruizhi to stand still, and ordered the Minister of the Household Department to try his best to raise more food and grass, and transport it to the frontier.

A year ago, he ordered the Minister of the Household Department to do so. However, due to various natural disasters and man-made disasters, there was a shortage of food and grass, and one year later, there was still not enough food and grass.

He thought about the strategy against the enemy and never fell asleep again.

On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky was gloomy, with dark clouds rolling in, and just after noon, snow began to fall.

After school, Wen Qi held an oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly towards the Danquan Hall on the thin snow.

Since the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Cong Ji has not set foot in the Danquan Hall again.

The fact that he fell out of favor spread like wildfire, many people gloated at his misfortune, many people were eccentric, and many people stared at him covetously.

He ignored it and went on studying as usual.

On the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, he hadn't seen Cong Ji for ten days. He finally couldn't bear the lovesickness, and after school, he went to the Sizheng Hall.

In order to prevent assassins from shooting in the dark, the door of the Ideological and Political Palace has always been closed.

He couldn't peek at Cong Ji, so he stopped, thinking hard about what reason to ask the guards to inform him.

Before he could figure out the reason, his feet had brought him to the front of the Ideological and Political Hall.

"Wen Qi wants to meet His Majesty, please..." Before he could finish speaking, Cong Ji's voice suddenly entered his ears: "Come in."

He immediately passed the guards, pushed the door open and entered, seeing Cong Ji, said respectfully: "Wen Qi has seen Your Majesty, Your Majesty is safe."

Cong Ji was in a state of desperation, and as soon as his eyes touched Wen Qi, his heart couldn't hold any political affairs anymore.

"Zhen..." He wanted to talk to Wen Qi for a while, but for a while, he didn't know what to say, so he fell silent.

After a while, he realized that he could ask Wen Qi why he came, so he asked, "Why are you here?"

It is for a solution to lovesickness.

Wen Qi pursed his lips: "It's freezing cold, has Your Majesty added any clothes?"

Cong Ji was overjoyed: Wen Qi cared about my well-being, does it mean that Wen Qi has not quit me yet?

He replied: "I have added clothes, don't worry about it."

In fact, he was too busy dealing with political affairs to feel the cold.

Wen Qi raised his head, looked straight at Cong Ji, then lowered his head suddenly: "Wen Qi resigns."

Cong Ji was caught off guard: "Are you leaving now?"

"Wen Qi resigns." Wen Qi hurried out of the Sizheng Hall, closed the door of the hall, and fled in despair.

If he was in the same room with Cong Ji again, he would beg Cong Ji to be lucky to him, and even strip off his clothes to seduce Cong Ji shamelessly.