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

Hearing the sound, Wen Qi knew that Imperial Physician Zhang must have seen him kissing Cong Ji, and was very shy, so he buried his face in Cong Ji's heart.

Cong Ji caressed Wen Qi's back, and said loudly, "Come in."

Physician Zhang came in with a food table, and gave Cong Ji Wen Qi's decoction as if nothing had happened.

Cong Ji took the decoction and blew it cool before saying with a smile: "Zitong, it's time to drink the medicine."

Wen Qi raised his head, pretending to drink up the decoction calmly, and thanked Dr. Zhang, "Thanks to Dr. Zhang, otherwise, I'm afraid I would have died."

Imperial Physician Zhang didn't dare to take the credit: "Thanks to Mr. Wen himself."

After saying that, he brought Cong Ji's decoction to Cong Ji again.

Cong Ji didn't drink the decoction, but asked Imperial Physician Zhang: "Is Zhang Aiqing still important?"

Seeing Imperial Physician Zhang shaking his head, he immediately said: "Since there is nothing important, then step back."

Doctor Zhang agreed and immediately left the cellar.

Cong Ji blew cold the decoction in his hand, then stared at Wen Qi with burning eyes and said, "I heard that Zitong once fed me decoction when I was unconscious. Can Zitong feed me again?"

Wen Qi said clearly: "Did Doctor Zhang tell His Majesty?"

Cong Ji nodded, and asked again: "Will Zitong feed me again?"

"I'm so happy." Wen Qi held Cong Ji's hand, took a sip of the decoction, put it in his mouth, and then covered his lips.

Lips and teeth met, and the slightly hot soup flowed from Wen Qi's mouth. Cong Ji was serious and did not kiss Wen Qi back.

When the decoction bottomed out, Cong Ji deliberately poured the remaining liquid medicine on Wen Qi's face.

Wen Qi was startled, not knowing what Cong Ji wanted to do.

Cong Ji blamed, "Why is Zi Tong so careless? Let me help Zi Tong clean it up."

Wen Qi was held by Cong Ji's waist, and Cong Ji licked and kissed his face and neck carefully.

"Your Majesty..." He grabbed Cong Ji's clothes and limply protested, "Your Majesty knows that I can't have sex with His Majesty, why did you seduce me?"

Cong Ji didn't admit it: "Is this considered a temptation? I just wiped away the liquid medicine for Zitong."

"It's a temptation, but it's not a wiping away." Wen Qi stared at Cong Ji and said, "Your Majesty is clearly kissing me."

Cong Ji's thin lips curled up: "Since Zi Tong saw through it, I won't be polite."

Wen Qi asked curiously, "Why are you so impolite, Your Majesty?"

"Of course..." Cong Ji fed Wen Qi a few candied fruit, and then said, "I'll tell you when your health is better."

"Your Majesty is so stingy." Wen Qi lowered his eyes, "I will definitely get better soon."

Cong Ji raised his finger to flick Wen Qi's red ear, then squeezed Wen Qi's earlobe and said: "Zi Tong looks very much looking forward to it."

Wen Qi said frankly: "Your Majesty is my hero, no matter what His Majesty does to me, I look forward to it very much."

Both Xingyue and Jiayue were beside them, Cong Ji was wary of them, and did not make progress, but said seriously, "Are you hungry?"

Wen Qi was not hungry at first, but when Cong Ji reminded him, he suddenly felt hungry.

Cong Ji ordered someone to bring Imperial Physician Zhang, and Imperial Physician Zhang was forced to go and return, and said respectfully, "What is your Majesty's order?"

"Does Zitong need to be jealous?" Cong Ji asked again, "Can I take Zitong back to the room?"

Zhang Tai's doctor's ticket reported: "Master Wen must drink some easy-to-digest and light meals, and so does Your Majesty. Your Majesty can take Mr. Wen back to the room,

But be careful not to drag the wound. "

Cong Ji ordered: "Xingyue and Jiayue, please carry them back to your room."

And he himself carefully picked up Wen Qi, stepped on the stone steps, and left the cellar.

It snowed a lot last night, but now the snow has stopped, and it is covered in white.

Wen Qi circled Cong Ji's neck, his eyes watered: "Next year, I will also enjoy the snow with Your Majesty."

Last year, Wen Qi also said this sentence, verbatim.

At that time, Cong Ji agreed, but in his heart he wanted to end it on his own.

He thought that he might not survive this year, but today is November 26, and next year will be another one month later.

"I want to enjoy the snow with Zi Tong every year." He kissed Wen Qi's forehead, "When the children grow up, our family can enjoy the snow together, and we can also invite Lu Zhuer and Miao Miao."

"En." Wen Qi rubbed his cheek against Cong Ji's and said, "When the children grow up, how about we warm wine with snow and drink with the children?"

Cong Ji laughed and said, "Your drinking capacity is too shallow, you should be drunk after half a drink, I'm afraid you can't drink with the children."

"Your Majesty mocked me." Wen Qi said boldly, "I will definitely improve my drinking capacity, and I will definitely drink with the children."

Cong Ji encouraged: "I will wait and see."

Wen Qi said confidently: "One day, I will fight wine with Your Majesty and get His Majesty drunk until he becomes unconscious..."

Cong Ji interrupted, "After I'm unconscious, how will Zi Tong treat me?"

Wen Qi said without hesitation: "After His Majesty wakes up, I want His Majesty to bow down and praise me for not getting drunk."

Cong Ji was rather disappointed: "Didn't Zi Tong do something inappropriate to me while I was unconscious?"

Wen Qi did not accept Cong Ji's opinion: "I am a gentleman, completely different from Your Majesty, how could I do such a thing?"

Cong Ji said generously: "Since Zitong thinks that I am not a gentleman, I will do what Zitong wishes and be a lecherous person."

One person, one shark flirting/The love affair has reached the bedroom, Cong Ji put Wen Qi on the bed, looking back and seeing that Imperial Physician Zhang was behind, he understood that Imperial Physician Zhang must have done it on purpose.

He went to Doctor Zhang, took the twins from his hand, and ordered him to go to the kitchen to cook river porridge, and ordered Jianshui to light a stove in the bedroom.

——This place is far away from the sea, and there is no seafood at all.

As soon as Wen Qi saw Cong Ji entering the bedroom with the twins in his arms, he opened his hands towards Cong Ji.

Cong Ji understood, and handed over the twins to Wen Qi.

Wen Qi kissed the twins' foreheads respectively, and said without shame: "You should grow up quickly. When you grow up, I will teach you how to know your father and how I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk."

Cong Ji couldn't help laughing: "I'm afraid Zitong can only let the children see how Zitong got drunk when he was drunk."

Wen Qi lowered his head and bit the back of Cong Ji's hand, angrily said: "Your Majesty, don't look down on me."

Cong Ji said innocently: "How can I look down on Zitong? I'm just stating the facts."

"Hmph." Wen Qi suddenly remembered that when Cong Ji was afraid that he would bite his tongue because of the pain during the caesarean section, he asked him to bite his right palm.

At that time, although he was half-drunk and half-awake, the pain did not completely let him go, but he was reluctant to bite Cong Ji, controlled himself and did not bite Cong Ji's right palm, leaving only a ring of teeth marks.

He raised his head abruptly, looked into Cong Ji's eyes, and asked, "Did Your Majesty ever think that if I lost control, Your Majesty might be bitten to disability by me?"

Of course Cong Ji knew what Wen Qi was referring to, and said softly: "Even if you are bitten by Zitong and become disabled, it's okay."

Wen Qi sighed: "Your Majesty still doesn't care about himself as always."

Not long after, Jianshui lit a stove in the room, and the heat curled up. Wen Qi's heart became softer and softer. He put down the dragon and phoenix, wrapped his arms around Cong Ji's waist, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, take care of yourself more in the future." Come on, never have the idea of ​​suicide again."

Cong Ji promised: "When I know, I will follow what Zi Tong said."

"I will supervise His Majesty well." Wen Qi's mind flashed, "Isn't Your Majesty the favorite to kiss me? If Your Majesty doesn't care about himself, I won't let His Majesty kiss me."

Cong Ji rubbed the back of Wen Qi's neck, and then said narrowly: "Is it just that I can't kiss you? In other words, apart from not being able to kiss you, I can do whatever I want with you."

Wen Qi said helplessly: "Your Majesty, please be more serious."

Cong Ji then said seriously: "I will definitely do what I say."

Wen Qi smiled, and then asked: "Your Majesty slandered me that I should be drunk after half a glass of wine, so what is your majesty's drinking capacity?"

"A thousand cups will not get drunk." At the beginning of the bloodthirsty attack, in order not to be stained with blood, Cong Ji tried to use strong alcohol to make himself drunk. However, for him, no matter how much strong alcohol he drank, it was useless. It can only give him the smell of alcohol, but it cannot make him forget his bloodthirsty desire.

Wen Qi humbly learns: "How can I drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"

Cong Ji said blankly: "I don't know, I should be born with a thousand glasses of alcohol."

"If my man-eating shark eats Your Majesty a few more times, will I still be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?" Wen Qi's heart beat like a drum, his eyelashes trembled, and Cong Ji kissed the corner of his lips suddenly: "How should Zitong eat it? "

Wen Qi raised his finger from Cong Ji's forehead to Cong Ji's waist, then pulled Cong Ji's wrist, causing Cong Ji to fall on the bed, took off Cong Ji's feet, and then kissed Cong Ji from Cong Ji's waist to Cong Ji just raised his head, licked his lips and said: "Just eat like this, there will be nothing left."

Cong Ji reminded: "Zi Tong, don't forget that just now you boasted that you are a gentleman."

Wen Qi pretended: "I have never boasted that I am a gentleman."

Cong Ji took advantage of the situation and asked, "So Zitong is really a womanizer?"

"I'm not a womanizer." Wen Qi corrected, "I'm just a disciple who likes His Majesty's color."

Cong Ji was like drinking honey, and said in harmony: "I am also a disciple who only likes your color."

After about a stick of incense, the river porridge was delivered.

Since Wen Qi has not yet melted his feet and has not recovered, he has to sit on the bed and eat fresh river porridge.

There are crucian carp meat, river prawns, scallops, mushrooms and cabbage in the river fresh porridge, which tastes delicious.

Perhaps because of smelling the fragrance, the twins woke up one after another, crying loudly.

Cong Ji ordered the nanny to take away the twins, while Wen Qi and himself continued to eat fresh river porridge.

Wen Qi said apologetically, "If I can produce milk, I can feed them myself."

Cong Ji comforted: "You are not a female shark, so it is only natural that you cannot produce milk."

Wen Qi put a spoonful of fresh river porridge into his mouth, and suddenly he smelled Cong Ji and said: "If you can produce milk, I will be the first to taste the milk."

He blushed and gave Cong Ji a sideways glance.

Cong Ji plausibly said: "This is a matter of course."

Wen Qi was speechless, and silently ate the fresh river porridge.

After one person and one shark finished eating the porridge, Wen Qi said solemnly: "Your Majesty, take off all your clothes and let Wen Qi check your wound."

He still remembered that Cong Ji was dressed in blood when he arrived.

Cong Ji took off his clothes neatly, and the wounds on his body were exposed in an instant.

There was water in Wen Qi's eyes: "The battle in March must be full of dangers. Your Majesty promised a thousand gold and rushed over before Wen Qi gave birth. Wen Qi was very happy."

Cong Ji did not deny it: "It is indeed dangerous, but I have nothing to fear, because I know that you and the children have been waiting for me."

Wen Qi paused every word and said: "I miss His Majesty all the time, and the children also miss their father all the time. We have been waiting for His Majesty to come back."