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

"I don't know if Ah Xun is sincerely kind and indifferent to fame and fortune, or is he scheming and ambitious? From childhood to adulthood, except for some innocuous mistakes when he was young, the matter of proclaiming the emperor, and the matter of Xuejuan, Ah Xun has never missed a job. " Cong Ji kissed Wen Qi's soft ears and said, "But the matter of Xuejuan has not yet been found out, Xu is just a simple love between men and women, as for whether Ah Lu's proclaiming emperor is out of sincerity, or is it because of the Zhou family's intentions? Forced? Not yet known."

Wen Qi raised his head slightly, rubbed the back of Cong Ji's neck at the same time and said, "Cong Li is no longer a child, so it is so easy to be forced by Zhou?"

"Ah Xun was ten and six years old, and he was close to being a weak crown. It shouldn't be so easy to be forced by the Zhou family, but he is still studying, has not been crowned king, has no followers, and the Zhou family can't be his help. , It can be said that you are alone and helpless, how can you resist the Zhou family?" Cong Ji grabbed Wen Qi's right hand that was rubbing the back of his neck, and then pressed kisses densely.

There was a scent of ink on Wen Qi's hand, and he immediately outlined a picture of Wen Qi picking up a pen and writing.

"Maybe I have a prejudice against Cong Ji. I always think that Cong Ji is in the vortex of fame and fortune, and with such an ambitious and cruel mother as Zhou, he must not be alone." Wen Qi raised his finger and rubbed Cong Ji's lips. Petal, "And if Cong Lie is innocent, how should he explain the matter with Xue Juan? Why did Xue Juan murder her husband and frame Lu Zhu'er? Xue Juan's biological mother, Concubine Zhao, has no prince. Eighty-nine of them are Cong Xil."

Wen Qi, who thought that Cong Xun was completely different from him the year before, is completely biased towards himself now, and Cong Ji smiled: "Or maybe it was Zhou who instructed Xuejuan to do such things, and promised Xuejuan's benefits, but Xuejuan wishful thinking I really think she is helping Ah Fei."

Wen Qi questioned: "Does your husband know that he is justifying Cong Xun in every sentence?"

"I hate the Zhou family, but my children are not as bad as I am. After all, Ah Xun is my half-brother, and I hope he is innocent." Cong Ji said sadly, "But I understand that, as Zitong said, Ah Xun is probably not innocent." , nor innocent."

"Husband, Lu Zhu'er was almost assassinated. Is there any progress in the case of Cong Xun's replacement?" After speaking, Wen Qi inserted his fingertips into Cong Ji's mouth, and then bit the tip of his tongue bit by bit.

Cong Ji replied vaguely: "This matter already has some clues. I did not kill the assassin at that time, but let the assassin go. Because the assassin could not speak and could not read, he was often deceived by others." , it is difficult to make a living with the produce of the family's fields, and he has a meal every day, but after a year, he suddenly eats delicacies from mountains and seas, and even often goes to flower houses to have sex with prostitutes. After two months like this, one day, he unexpectedly It was a sudden death on the bed of a prostitute, and at this point, this clue is broken."

Wen Qi asked suspiciously: "Why did he suddenly get rich? Is it given by the people behind the scenes?"

"I ordered people to keep a close eye on him. From the time he left the palace to his death, he did not make a fortune. I guess that the money he squandered should have been used by the people behind the scenes to bribe him. He was on guard against me, for fear that he would be killed." Stalking, I didn’t dare to use it at first, but I dared to use it after I was sure that I was free.” Cong Ji gently licked/licked Wen Qi’s fingertips and said, “I thought his money was not enough for him to spend a long time, until the money was exhausted , he will go to ask the people behind the scenes for it, and when the time comes, I can follow the clues, but I didn't think about it..."

Wen Qi's fingertips were slightly numb, and after concentrating on it, he said: "Did my husband thoroughly investigate the death of the assassin, and he really died of horse wind?"

"It's true that he died of horse wind, not murdered by others." Cong Ji spit out Wen Qi's fingertips, and then kissed Wen Qi's side neck.

"It's a pity." Wen Qi murmured, and sneaked his left hand into Cong Ji's back.

"Because I can't convict Ah Xun right now, I can only put him under house arrest." Cong Ji grabbed Wen Qi's left wrist and said in a low voice, "Zitong, it will be night soon."

Wen Qi pretended not to know: "What does your husband mean?"

Cong Ji said bluntly: "It is the intention of seeking/joy."

Wen Qi asked with a beating heart: "Do you want to stay here, or go back to the bedroom?"

Cong Ji said softly: "It's all right, let Zitong make the decision."

"Then go back to the bedroom." Wen Qi got off Cong Ji, stood still, and took Cong Ji's hand.

One person and one shark went back to the bedroom hand in hand. The earth dragon in the bedroom was hotter than that in the Sizheng Hall, making the desire/thought even hotter.

Not long after, the dormitory became even hotter.

All the arrangements on the day of the wedding have been withdrawn, and now the arrangement of the bedroom is jointly decided by one person and one shark.

Inside the bed tent, Wen Qi and Cong Ji were intertwined and inseparable.

After a long time, Wen Qi arched into Cong Ji's arms, and asked again: "Can we start with the sweet soup? After all, Xue Juan is just a maid, so she must not understand medicine."

"The people behind the scenes are very thoughtful. Although I have checked it out, I can't find out who gave her the prescription of sweet soup, and I can't find out where the drug that confuses the mind comes from. Zi Tong Wu If you want to worry about this matter, if Ah Xun really has evil intentions, one day he will show his feet." Cong Ji stroked Wen Qi's lower abdomen and said, "Does Zitong have dinner?"

"The concubine complies, but the concubine does not want to have dinner. The concubine wants to be blessed by His Majesty again." Wen Qi called "concubine", but his posture was not very obedient. eat it.

Cong Ji raised his hand to caress Wen Qi's sweaty cheek and said, "Today is the tenth day of the lunar new year, and the fifteenth day is coming soon."

"With me by my husband's side, you don't have to worry." Wen Qi put his hands on Cong Ji's chest, hot sweat fell down and mixed with Cong Ji's hot sweat.

Because he is a mermaid, his body temperature has always been lower than that of ordinary people. Whenever he has skin-to-skin contact with Cong Ji, his body temperature remains high, higher than that of ordinary people.

"I want to cure my bloodlust as soon as possible." Cong Ji pressed Wen Qi's waist, causing Wen Qi to lower his body.

Wen Qi kissed Cong Ji's eyebrows and said: "Husband can't wait to smell me like husband again?"

"I want to imbue Zi Tong with my scent from the inside out." Cong Ji stared at Wen Qi and said, "Zi Tong will know the taste of my food, and he can't stop."

Wen Qi said frankly: "I already know the taste of my husband, and I can't stop."

"It's the same for me. No matter how much you know about my food, you can't stop." Cong Ji cooperated with Wen Qi with just the right strength.

"Hmm..." Wen Qi closed his eyes in a daze.

After half an hour, he finally recovered his breath, savoring the possessiveness in Cong Ji's words, full of sweetness.

After bathing, Cong Ji ordered someone to bring dinner.

Wen Qi nestled lazily against Cong Ji's heart, and joked in a hoarse voice: "If you want to get to know your husband again, if you want to stop, I'm afraid you will have to tear him apart."

A terrible and absurd idea suddenly appeared in Cong Ji's mind-after a hundred years from now, Zitong will tear me apart, so that I can be integrated with Zitong and never be separated.

Thinking of this, he also said in a joking tone: "I am very happy."

Wen Qi didn't realize what Cong Ji was thinking, pointed at Cong Ji's forehead, and said following the words: "I don't know where to start the entrance?"

Cong Ji said generously: "Wherever Zi Tong likes to enter, he can enter from wherever."

"Then let's enter from here." Wen Qi kissed Cong Ji's lips, he couldn't remember how many times he had kissed Cong Ji today, all he knew was that he wanted to kiss Cong Ji again.

One person and one shark kissed intermittently, until the dinner was served, the two lips parted for a while.

The next day, February [-]th, the squirrel showed no abnormalities.

On the next day, that is, February [-]th, the squirrel showed no abnormalities.

On the next day, that is, February [-]th, Cong Xun had a high fever and was bedridden.