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

On the third day of March, all the scabs on Wen Qi's wound had peeled off, and the newborn skin was so delicate that it turned red when touched.

After Cong Ji got off the morning court, he went straight back to the bedroom, changed out of court clothes in front of Wen Qi, put on regular clothes, washed his hands, and prepared to apply medicine to Wen Qi.

He sat cross-legged on the imperial couch, picked up Wen Qi's waist, and made Wen Qi's waist/hip fall into his arms.

He didn't care about it, and solemnly applied medicine to Wen Qi, but Wen Qi was completely red, and even bit the brocade quilt with his mouth open.

"The wound has healed. From tomorrow onwards, there will be no need to apply any more medicine." After taking the medicine, he put on obscene trousers for Wen Qi. Suddenly seeing Wen Qi biting the brocade quilt, he said in bewilderment, "What did Zitong bite the brocade quilt?"

Wen Qi let go of the brocade quilt, and cast a sideways glance at Cong Ji: "It's because I already know the taste of my husband's food, and I haven't tasted it for many days, and I miss it very much."

"No." Cong Ji refused firmly, "Although your wound has healed, but the skin looks fragile, I may hurt you again."

On the 26th of last month, Wen Qi's wound was shocking, and on the [-]th of last month, Wen Qi's wound was even more frightening.

Fortunately, as a mermaid, Wen Qi's recovery ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Cong Ji kissed Wen Qi's swollen cheeks: "How will you be in a few days?"

"Not good." Wen Qi said boastfully, "My skin can be easily broken."

"Zitong's skin can be broken by blowing bombs." Cong Ji coaxed softly, "Zitong, can you be good?"

Wen Qi was echoed by Cong Ji, his eyes and brows were full of amorous feelings, he shook his head and said, "No, today is the day."

"I'm sorry." Cong Ji put Wen Qi on the imperial couch, and then got off the imperial couch, "I'm going to bring Xingyue and Jiayue here."

"Your Majesty is really stingy, and I am really wronged to be a queen." Wen Qi turned his back and ignored Cong Ji.

Cong Ji had no choice but to get on the imperial couch again, and hugged Wen Qi from behind.

Wen Qi clasped Cong Ji's wrist: "I want my husband's hand."

Cong Ji understood, followed Wen Qi's strength, and covered her hands.

Wen Qi hummed softly, and after a while, he turned around and put his hands around Cong Ji's neck.

After a long time, Cong Ji kissed away the thin sweat on Wen Qi's forehead, and wiped it clean for Wen Qi. Later, he was about to wash his hands, but Wen Qi said expectantly: "I want to see my husband eat up all of it. "

So, he lowered his head and ate all the dirt on his fingertips.

Wen Qi stared at Cong Ji intently at first, but after a while, he became embarrassed.

After eating, Cong Ji rinsed his mouth and washed his hands before returning to the imperial couch and asked seriously, "Does Zitong still feel wronged?"

"I'm very wronged." Wen Qi asked the truth, "How many days will it be?"

Cong Ji loved Wen Qi who boldly courted him, and said with emotion: "As for the matter of Yunyu, Zitong has been reborn."

"It's really because my husband indulged me. Does my husband like being courted by me?" Wen Qi also felt that he had changed a lot, and he was more calm in the face of desire/thoughts. The one who thought his body was disgusting and seriously Wen Qi who vomited out is a thing of the past.

"I like being courted by Zitong." Cong Ji combed Wen Qi's long indigo hair with his fingers, "It should be three or five days in a few days."

Wen Qi opened his mouth and bit Cong Ji's palm: "My husband is too perfunctory, how many days are three or five days?"

Cong Ji replied: "Five days."

Wen Qi couldn't bear to refute and said: "Three days."

"Okay." Cong Ji put forward a condition, "Once you see blood, you must stop immediately."

"En." Wen Qi put away his thoughts, and said seriously, "Today is the third day of March, and Cong Xun's body should arrive in Linyun soon, right?"

"It's not today, it's tomorrow." Cong Ji comforted, "Zi Tong, don't worry, I have ordered Ming Da to open the coffin before burying Ah Fei, and see if there is any abnormality in the body."

"That's good. My husband should be more careful these few days, in case Cong Xun comes back from the dead, and set a trap in advance." Wen Qi originally wanted to suggest that Cong Ji cremate Cong Xun's body to avoid future troubles, because everyone in the dynasty Believing that only when the body is intact can he enjoy the offering, he had no choice but to never mention the cremation, considering Cong Ji's brotherhood with Cong Shui.

If Cong Xun could really come back from the dead, cremation would be tantamount to burning him alive.

But so what?

If Cong Xun can really come back from the dead, then Cong Xun's death from illness is a fake death. If Cong Xun is innocent, the innocent will clear himself, so why fake death?

He doesn't have a heart of stone, but Cong Ji is his reverse scale, and he will never allow anyone to hurt Cong Ji.

Cong Ji warned: "Zi Tong also needs to be careful."

"If Cong Xun is still alive, it must be Husband. As for me, I can only threaten Husband. But he wants to take me away from this palace. It will be very difficult. Therefore, Husband don't have to worry about me." Wen Qi licked/licked Cong Ji's lips, "Husband, hurry up and bring Xingyue and Jiayue here."

Cong Ji had already ordered people to search the Chuuxue Hall carefully, but found nothing, but he and Wen Qi had feigned death, so there is no guarantee that Cong Xie would not do the same.

"I'm going to bring Xingyue and Jiayue here, and Zitong will wait a moment." As he walked towards the Danquan Hall, he wondered if Cong Xun had set a trap, where would he have set the trap?Where is the most favorable place for Congsha?

He couldn't think of an answer for a while, so he summoned Qin Xiao and ordered him to thoroughly investigate the nine faults.

As soon as he stepped into the Danquan Hall, he immediately put away his serious expression, and said to the two little milk babies: "Father hug."

Xingyue was the first to throw herself into his arms from the nurse's arms, and then, not to be outdone, Jiayue also threw herself into his arms.

"Father, father..." the twins chirped and said in a childish voice, "Daddy, I want Daddy."

"Father will take you to see Daddy." Cong Ji never taught twins to call himself "Royal Father". In front of twins, he was just their biological father, not the king of a country. "Father" is just for the convenience of distinguishing Wen Qi who taught them to call him "Daddy".

He carried the twins to the bedroom, and Wen Qi was looking forward to it.

Wen Qi took over the twins, looked at Xingyue and said: "Xingyue originally looked neither like her husband nor me, but now she looks more and more like her husband."

Cong Ji also looked at Xing Yue and said, "What Zitong said is not bad."

"Xingyue is like a husband, and Jiayue is like me. I am very happy." Wen Qi raised his head and kissed Cong Ji's lips, and immediately retreated, "When my husband becomes a wise king, my dream will come true."

Cong Ji naturally remembered the dream that Wen Qi once told him, so he said with a smile: "It's not a dream come true, the reality is obviously better than Zi Tong's dream, I never had a harem, and I never drafted a draft, and Zi Tong gave birth A pair of dragon and phoenix twins were born instead of just a boy. It's a pity..."

Wen Qi asked in confusion, "What's the pity?"

Cong Ji said with regret: "It's a pity that if I want to be a wise king, I must work hard to govern. I can't keep Zitong from going to court every day, let alone make Zitong's clothes disheveled all the time."

Wen Qi blushed: "Husband, don't talk nonsense in front of Xingyue and Jiayue."

Cong Ji took the rattle, shook the rattle, and attached Wen Qi's left ear: "If I talk nonsense, kissing my Zitong is a reckless act."

Wen Qi said unreasonably: "I'm going to do something wrong."

After saying that, he kissed Cong Ji's lips heavily.

Jiayue's attention was already attracted by the rattle, while Xingyue pointed to her lips and said, "Kiss, I want to kiss."

Wen Qi kissed Xingyue's forehead, and Xingyue was not satisfied: "Kiss, kiss."

Wen Qiyi said sternly: "Lips are reserved for loved ones to kiss, fathers can't kiss."

"The one you like..." Xingyue tilted her head like a parrot, and seemed to understand half of it. After a long while, she shouted again: "Father, kiss."

Cong Ji also lowered his head and kissed Qin Xingyue's forehead.

He still had something important to do, so he put down the rattle, and said to Wen Qi: "Zitong, in half an hour, the wet nurses will come and take Xingyue and Jiayue away. Although your wound has healed, you still need to rest more. "

Wen Qi asked solemnly: "Husband, what happened?"

"Nothing happened. Shen Aiqing has already tried all members of the Zhou family, and today the judgment is made. I want to go and listen in." Cong Ji can trust Shen Xinyi naturally, but since the matter is too big, it's better to go and listen.

Wen Qi nodded, indicating that he knew, and asked again: "Is your husband going out of the palace to Dali Temple?"

"Yes, I'm going out of the palace to Dali Temple." Cong Ji originally put Zhou's family in the sky prison, but later handed them all over to Dali Temple for the convenience of Shen Xinyi's trial.

"My husband, take care." Wen Qi grabbed Xingyue's right hand with his left hand, and Jiayue's left hand with his right hand, waved at Cong Ji, and said to the twins, "Xingyue, Jiayue, father I'm going to deal with political affairs, so I can't accompany our father and son for the time being."

"Political affairs?" Xingyue was full of confusion.

And Jiayue waved to Cong Ji proactively.

Cong Ji also waved to Wen Qi and his son: "I will try to come back as soon as possible."

Then, he left the palace, took a carriage, and arrived at Dali Temple.

Shen Xinyi was waiting in front of Dali Temple, saw Cong Ji, saluted, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please come with me."

When they arrived at the court, Cong Ji sat on the side, while Shen Xinyi sat in the hall.

Shen Xinyi said to the guard: "Bring the former servant of the Ministry of Punishment."

After the former minister of punishment was brought, he knelt down in the hall, seeing Cong Ji, he immediately begged for mercy.

Cong Ji ignored it, and ordered: "Shen Aiqing, let's start."

Shen Xin slapped the gavel, and the verdict officially began.

Cong Ji drank the capstone flowers served by the servant, and listened to Shen Xinyi beheading the former servant of the Ministry of Punishment for public display.

Officials are supposed to serve the country and the people. It is only natural that they pay the price of their lives for such things as enriching their own pockets, oppressing the good, murdering and setting fire.

All the judgments were not over until the sky was full of red clouds.

Shen Xinyi's judgments were all correct, and Cong Ji only made minor adjustments.

After the verdict was over, Cong Ji said politely: "Shen Aiqing has worked hard."

"This is the job of this official." Shen Xinyi suggested again, "Your Majesty, the officials of the Zhou family have almost been uprooted this time, resulting in too many vacancies. This official believes that it is necessary to quickly select good candidates to fill the vacancies."

As Shen Xinyi said, after the elimination of the Zhou family, there are too many official positions, but it is not easy to choose good talents to fill the vacancies.

Cong Ji had already considered this question, and said, "What does Shen Aiqing think about the establishment of Enke?"

Shen Xinyi said frankly: "I think it is very good to open Enke, after all, it is the time to seek talents."

"I will choose a day to issue a decree to open Enke." Cong Ji was determined to return home, and he had no time to chat with Shen Xinyi, and before he finished speaking, he had already left Dali Temple.

On the sixth day of March, Cong Ji visited Wen Qi, but Wen Qi did not see any blood.

On the seventh day of March, Wen Qi returned to the Hanlin Academy to perform the duties of editing and writing.

On the tenth day of March, at a quarter of a hour, a figure sneaked into the Qifeng Hall not far from the sleeping palace.

Xifeng Hall was originally the residence of the Empress. Since Wen Qi shared the bed with Cong Ji every day and had never set foot in Xifeng Hall, only the servants who regularly cleaned the Qifeng Hall would set foot here. Now it is Zishi and it is empty one person.

The lead wire of fire/powder is hidden in Qifeng Hall.