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

The next day, that is, February [-]th, the squirrel was still alive and kicking without any abnormality.

After the morning court, Wen Qi left the palace and went to the Hanlin Academy, while Cong Ji went to the Chuuxue Palace after one person and one shark visited the twins.

The inside of Fuxue Hall is like yesterday, full of medicinal smell.

Cong Ji was thinking about what Wen Qi said yesterday, while walking to Cong Xun's sickbed.

Cong Xun was also the same as yesterday, with a sickly blush on his face, rinsing with hot sweat.

Cong Xun's attendant was wiping his hot sweat for him, saw Cong Ji, after saluting, he said again: "Your Highness woke up about half an hour ago, and kept talking about Your Majesty."

If Cong Lie in front of him was still Cong Lie when he was young, he must have believed that Cong Lie was sincere, but Cong Lie was already ten and six, and he was old enough to marry a wife and have children.

Cong Ji touched Cong Xun's forehead with his hand, and as expected, it was very hot. In addition to Imperial Physician Yang, he also invited Imperial Physicians Liu, Zhang, and Cheng to consult with Cong Xun yesterday. And the high fever does not subside, it is not a fake.

He withdrew his hand and stared at Cong Xun. Cong Xun's breathing was a little laborious, and he seemed to be dying.

If Cong Xun dies, the remaining mysteries will probably never see the light of day.

If Cong Xun died, then he would have no younger brother.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt sad, and asked the valet, "Where is Imperial Physician Yang?"

The servant said respectfully: "Your Majesty Qizuo, Mr. Yang has gone to decoct the medicine."

Cong Ji warned: "You should take good care of His Highness the Sixth Highness."

After saying that, he was about to leave, when he turned around, he saw Cong Lu.

Cong Lu had a sad face, and when she saw Cong Ji, she asked, "Brother, what's the matter with Ah Xun?"

Cong Ji ordered his attendant to retreat, and then said: "He is very hot, I don't know what will happen to him."

Cong Lu arrived at the sick bed, saw the situation, and said nothing.

After a while, she said in a low voice: "Brother, did I also look like this back then?"

"You burned for five full days back then. If it wasn't for your brother's incompetence, you might not have had to burn for five days." Every time he thought about the situation back then, Cong Ji hated Concubine Shu who covered the sky with his hands and the Zhou family who stood by and watched.

"It's not my brother's fault. My brother was in danger back then, but he never thought of abandoning my sister. I know that my brother once knelt in front of the imperial physician's office and begged the imperial physician to treat me. However, the imperial physicians cared about Concubine Shu, and no one dared to pay any attention to her." Brother, my brother was young at that time, full of pride, how had he ever suffered such humiliation? My brother always kept the best food for me, and my brother himself often ate something that was about to rot. But I complained to my brother ignorantly, why do I have to use those foods that I don’t like, I don’t know how hard my brother worked to get those foods.” Cong Lu stretched out her arms and hugged Cong Ji and said, “I’m sorry for my brother , I have been dragging my brother down."

Cong Ji shook his head and said: "You didn't feel sorry for me, I never thought you dragged me down, and I forbid you to think so."

"Brother treats me better." Cong Lu withdrew from Cong Ji's arms, and then frowned, "Won't Ah Xun be burnt like me?"

"It's not stupid, you just have good and bad spirits." Cong Ji sighed, "I don't know if Ah Xun will be burned to be stupid."

If Ah Xun really had the intention to seek the court and usurp the throne, in fact, it would be good to be burned stupidly, so that he would not be able to get to the bottom of it. Ah Xun could have a good death and be buried in the imperial palace if his reputation was preserved. The mausoleum will be enshrined by later generations.

Cong Lu said melancholy: "How could Ah Fei burn so badly? I don't know when it will get better?"

Cong Ji couldn't be sure whether Cong Lu's high fever was intentional and whether there was a conspiracy, so he looked at Cong Lu and said, "Luzhuer, come out with me."

Cong Lu didn't know, so she followed Cong Ji out of the Chuxue Hall and into the Sizheng Hall.

Cong Ji said straight to the point: "I'm afraid Ah Fei is not as innocent as he appears, Lu Zhuer, you must be careful of Ah Fei."

"But Ah Fei is seriously ill now, even if he tries to harm me, there is nothing he can do." Cong Lu thought about it, "Brother thinks that Ah Fei's illness may be his trick?"

Cong Ji was noncommittal: "In any case, it's better for you to be more careful about Ah Fei."

Cong Lu said seriously: "I made a note of it, but I choose to believe Ah Fei, after all, Ah Fei once blocked the arrow for me, if it wasn't for Ah Fei, the one who got hit by the arrow was not me, but my brother who was protecting me. Losing his life, if Ah Xun has the heart to make trouble, why should he do that?"

"Maybe he is just using his own life as a gamble to win the trust of our brothers and sisters." Cong Ji didn't intend to tell Cong Lu about many things, but Cong Lu has recovered, and it is impossible to hide under his wings forever , So he opened his lips and said, "A Shang has an affair with Xue Juan, and Xue Juan is pregnant with Ah Shang's flesh and blood."

Cong Lu was startled, and then said clearly: "Brother thinks that Ah Xun ordered Xuejuan to assassinate brother with my hand?"

Cong Ji did not deny it: "I do have this doubt."

"I will be careful about Ah Xun, brother don't need to worry about me." Cong Lu naturally hoped that Zhou's actions had nothing to do with Ah Xun, and also hoped that Ah Xun did not instigate Xue Juan, but hope is just a hope, the truth is unknown, brother Since she has such doubts, she should protect herself well, so as not to implicate her brother again.

Cong Ji kept a close eye on Cong Lu from the dark guard early in the morning, and instead of saying anything, he asked, "Luzhuer, how is your homework?"

Cong Lu said humbly: "I am very dull, far inferior to my sister-in-law."

Hearing Cong Lu mention Wen Qi, Cong Ji's heart was sweet: "You are not stupid, but if you don't understand, you can ask Zi Tong."

Cong Lu declined and said: "I'm afraid I'll disturb my brother and sister-in-law. You have worked so hard to achieve the right result. Now you are all very busy, and you have to accompany Xingyue and Jiayue. You rarely have time alone. If I have If you don’t understand, just ask Mr.

I really don't spend much time alone with Wen Qi. Sometimes, he is busy with government affairs, and after everything has been dealt with, when he lowers his head, Wen Qi has already slept on his legs; sometimes, when he has more leisure, he will Together with Wen Qi, accompany Xingyue and Jiayue for a while, and then go back to the bedroom to go to Wushan Yunyu with Wen Qi.

Cong Ji put away his thoughts and said: "When I am busy with government affairs, you can ask Zi Tong for advice, Zi Tong will definitely be happy to do so."

Cong Lu's kindness was hard to turn down, so she had no choice but to agree.

The siblings chatted for a few more words, and Doctor Zhang came suddenly.

Cong Lu knew that Imperial Physician Zhang had something important to do, so she said goodbye and left.

Imperial Physician Zhang reported: "Wei Chen has developed the Bizi Tang for His Majesty to drink."

Cong Ji was overjoyed: "Really?"

Imperial Physician Zhang replied: "How dare I deceive Your Majesty? But at present, this soup needs to be drunk before the cloud and rain to take effect. I will try to improve it and try to drink a bowl every month. It will be enough." .”

"That's very good." Cong Ji said politely, "Please trouble Zhang Aiqing."

After dinner, Cong Ji and Wen Qi sat face to face, each dealing with the government affairs at hand.

At the second quarter of Haishi, Cong Ji took out the wolf hair from Wen Qi's hand, and said softly, "It's time to rest."

Wen Qi nodded, and after taking a bath, Cong Ji hugged her onto the imperial couch.

Cong Ji kissed Wen Qi's forehead: "Mei Shan."

"Husband is so stingy." Wen Qi conjured up a shark tail and wrapped Cong Ji's feet with it, "Forget it, there will be a fierce battle tomorrow, so I will forgive my husband."

Cong Ji laughed and said: "Yes, it was really a fierce battle, Zitong needs to rest and recharge his spirits."

"I will take a leave of absence tomorrow, and I won't go to the Hanlin Academy. I will be with my husband all day long." Wen Qi stroked Cong Ji's ankle with his tail fin and said, "No matter what kind of fierce battle, I can bear it. Mei Shan."

"Thank you, lady." Cong Ji flicked out the candle, "Mei Shan."

Wen Qi was originally joking, so he used the word "fierce battle" to describe it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a vicious battle.

As soon as it entered the fifteenth day of February, the bloodthirsty desire immediately permeated every tendon of Cong Ji, but fortunately his mind was still there, otherwise, he would have rushed out to start a killing spree.

He was struggling to suppress his bloodthirsty desire, and at the same time, kissed Wen Qi's side cheek and said: "Zitong, wake up."

Wen Qi didn't fall into a deep sleep, and immediately opened his eyes. The candle had been extinguished by Cong Ji, so he could only look at Cong Ji through the moonlight.

Cong Ji's condition seems to be much more serious than the previous [-]th day, even more serious than last year's July [-]th.

Since the feet are easier to bear, he changed the shark tail into two feet, and then said softly: "It's okay, husband, don't worry about me."

"I'm sorry." Cong Ji took the ointment, and he didn't even have the strength to kiss Wen Qi well, and he had occupied Wen Qi.

Wen Qi was caught off guard, feeling a little hurt, but he didn't want to tell it, lest Cong Ji feel distressed.

He put his arms around the back of Cong Ji's neck, almost pleading: "Husband, husband, kiss me."

Cong Ji lowered his head, and kissed Wen Qi's lips, the kiss was hard and urgent.

Cong Ji has always been gentle, and has never kissed herself so roughly, which makes Wen Qi wonder whether Cong Ji has been poisoned with the same strange poison as before.

If the strange poison back then was indeed placed on the "peach noodles", and Cong Ji accidentally cut his finger, and then got infected with the strange poison through the "peach noodles", it is impossible for Cong Ji to be infected by the "peach noodles" by such a coincidence. "Cut your finger?

And Cong Ji is not a careless person, since he thinks that "Peach Noodles" may be strange, he will definitely not touch "Peach Noodles" with his bare hands, let alone repeat the same mistakes and get his fingers cut by "Peach Noodles" again.

Perhaps it was because his heart was pleasing to Cong Ji, the pain became more and more obvious, but he was still immersed in it.

He is copulating with Cong Ji, and Cong Ji is his male shark, even if it is the pain that Cong Ji gives, he accepts it gladly.

He tried his best to cater to Cong Ji's plunder, his mouth was full of blood, not only his mouth and lips, but also other places were bleeding.

Cong Ji knew that he had hurt Wen Qi, but his body was out of his control, and he ignored Wen Qi's life and death, and only cared about enjoying the beautiful and obedient prey.

"Zi...Tong..." He squeezed out a voice between his teeth, took a breath, and retreated desperately. With a movement of his fingers, the candlestick fell into his palm immediately.

Wen Qi suddenly saw Cong Ji discarding the candle, and wanted to stab the needle point on the candlestick into his heart, so he quickly covered Cong Ji's heart with his palm, and said sharply, "Put it down!"

"Zitong." Cong Ji pushed Wen Qi's hand away, got down on the imperial couch, and distanced himself from Wen Qi, "Zitong, I may kill you, so you leave quickly, and then order someone to kill you." This bedroom is temporarily sealed, so I can't go out."

Hearing this, Wen Qi remembered the scratches on the walls of Danquan Hall, and he would never allow Cong Ji to harm himself again.

He was about to go in front of Cong Ji, when he moved his feet, he felt severe pain.

He endured the pain and got off the imperial couch. Every step he took was suffering, but he still insisted on coming to Cong Ji.

Cong Ji thought that Wen Qi was going to leave, and wanted to put on a coat for Wen Qi, but he was afraid that he would touch Wen Qi's skin.

Seeing Wen Qi standing still in front of him, he assured Wen Qi: "Leave quickly, Zi Tong, don't worry, I will be safe and well."

However, Wen Qi turned a deaf ear and knelt down.

He was eager to push Wen Qi away, but instead he pressed down on the back of Wen Qi's head forcefully with his left hand.

Wen Qi was in pain from Cong Ji's exertion, and the wound beside him made him tremble all over.

Cong Ji hurriedly withdrew his hand and backed away again and again.

Wen Qi coughed continuously, and after a while, he stood up, seeing Cong Ji's distressed eyes, he smiled and pressed forward with every step.

Cong Ji was forced to a corner, unable to retreat.

Wen Qifu knelt down again, and after a while, he was pushed away by Cong Ji.

"Husband." He called out, then bowed his head and kissed Cong Ji's right hand holding the candlestick.

After a while, Cong Ji threw the candlestick to the ground, and carried him onto the imperial couch.

It hurts, it hurts so much that it reminds him of the suffering during the caesarean section. For a while, he can't tell whether the caesarean section hurts more, or it hurts more now.

His face was pale, he stared at Cong Ji, rubbed his cheek against Cong Ji's, and said in a hoarse voice, "Husband, let's get through this February [-]th together."

Cong Ji felt like a knife was piercing his heart, but he was helpless. He could only witness his atrocities helplessly.

Not long after, Wen Qi passed out from the pain, and when he woke up, it was already dawn.

His first reaction was to kiss Cong Ji's forehead and comfort him, "I'm fine, don't be afraid."

When it was almost noon, he passed out again, and when he woke up again, it was almost dusk.

He looked at Cong Ji, and the scratches all over Cong Ji pierced his eyes impressively.

He made sure that he didn't leave so many scratches on Cong Ji's chest, and asked, "Husband, did you harm yourself? Do you remember that you promised me that you would never harm yourself again?"

"I'm sorry." Cong Ji was afraid that he would kill Wen Qi, so in order to suppress his bloodthirsty desire, he had to kill himself.

"I am my husband's female shark, and my husband is my male shark. It is only natural for a female shark to mate with a male shark. Husband, please don't hurt yourself anymore." Wen Qi kissed Cong Ji's lips, and said with a hand that had almost fallen apart. He hugged Cong Ji's neck with his hands.

In order to prevent Cong Ji from harming himself again, he ordered himself not to pass out again, and he held on to his spirit, and finally survived the fifteenth day of February.

Cong Ji let go of Wen Qi, lit a candle, and looked at Wen Qi carefully, his eyes turned red.

Wen Qi's lips were bitten off by him, his waist was covered with bruises, and there were even scars there.

"It doesn't hurt." Wen Qi kissed Cong Ji's eyelids and said, "It doesn't hurt, don't worry."

"Obviously it hurts." Cong Ji carefully circled Wen Qi's waist, and kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"It's not my husband's fault." Wen Qi rested his chin on Cong Ji's shoulder, closed his eyes, and confirmed to Cong Ji, "Have you ever touched the 'peach face'?"

"I have never touched 'peach noodles'." Cong Ji understood, "Zi Tong thinks I have been poisoned by that strange poison again?"

"Well, my husband must thoroughly investigate why I was poisoned by that strange poison again." Wen Qi was tortured for a full day and night, and he had no strength, and passed out immediately.

Cong Ji was so distressed that she shed tears, put Wen Qi on the imperial couch, ordered someone to bring water, and ordered Imperial Physician Zhang to bring ointment.

He first wiped off the blood from Wen Qi's body tremblingly, cleaned the wound, and then applied medicine to Wen Qi.

Then, he changed the blood-stained bedding and put on a clean bedding, and looked at Wen Qi for a while before dealing with the scratches on his body.

Then, he got on the imperial couch and pulled Wen Qi into his arms.

This time, the bloodthirsty desire was fierce. As Wen Qi said, he should have been poisoned by that strange poison again.

It was he who didn't notice for a while, and made Wen Qi suffer.

"I'm sorry." He rubbed Wen Qi's hair and said in a soft voice, "It's a misfortune for Zitong to meet me. I always make Zitong suffer."

Wen Qi woke up after being in a coma for ten hours. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and was immediately hugged by Cong Ji.

"I thought..." Empress Cong Ji was so frightened that she didn't dare to say any ominous words.

Wen Qi felt that there was pain everywhere in his body, but he patted Cong Ji's back to comfort him: "I even survived the caesarean section, and the minor injuries are not worth mentioning."

Cong Ji blamed himself and said: "I know that I have taught Zi Tong to suffer, and even bleed, why should Zi Tong lie to me?"

"Okay, it hurts." Wen Qi bit Cong Ji's earlobe and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to stay in bed for a few days, and during that time, I'll trouble my husband to take care of me."

Cong Ji promised: "I will definitely serve Zi Tong well, and Zi Tong can send me anyway."

"Then I won't argue with my husband." Wen Qi said sternly, "Actually, you don't have to blame yourself so much: first, it's not because of your husband, you are also a victim; Remember not to stay in it, for fear of poisoning me; third, I heard..."

He blushed and said: "It will bleed the first time, this time it will make up for the blood that should be shed the first time."

Wen Qi said it lightly, and Cong Ji heard it, feeling even more guilty: "I don't know what will happen on the fifteenth day of next month?"

"On the fifteenth day of the next month, Husband Xu has already obtained the antidote from the person behind the scenes." Wen Qi said with a light smile, "Why do you need to worry about the sky?"

Wen Qi is obviously coquettish and coquettish, but he keeps comforting him.

Cong Ji kissed Wen Qi's hair and said, "Don't be brave."

Wen Qi said truthfully: "It hurts a lot, but there is a little bit of joy indistinctly, it must be because I am happy with my husband."

Cong Ji replied: "I am also happy with Zitong."

Wen Qi asked curiously, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Ten hours and a quarter of an hour." Cong Ji hugged Wen Qi a little tighter.

"I thought it must have been more than a day." Wen Qi said coquettishly, "I'm hungry, I want to eat, and His Majesty will feed me with his own hands."

Cong Ji ordered people to pass on the meal, and prayed in his heart: I hope that from now on I can protect Zitong thoroughly and never hurt Zitong again.