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

Hearing this, the servant obediently went to fetch a dagger and presented it to Cong Ji.

Cong Ji took the dagger, and while playing with it, looked at the young shark.

He was thinking about whether to cut a piece of shark meat first and taste it, but he didn't think that before the dagger touched the young shark's skin, his heart softened.

After a series of accidents, he has long lost his original soft heart. Now he clearly has a heart as hard as a stone, so why would he be soft-hearted to this young shark?

He couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind, so he didn't bother to think about it anymore, the left and right young sharks were already in his pocket, if he was soft-hearted, he could just keep them first, and he was only 27 years old, it was too early to die, so there was no rush Eat shark meat.

He threw the dagger on the ground, then dipped the ointment on his fingertips, and continued to apply the ointment on the young shark.

For some reason, he always felt that the scars on Xiaosha's body were an eyesore, and he had to heal quickly.

Wen Qi originally thought that he was about to see blood, but when he saw Cong Ji dropped the dagger, he breathed a cautious sigh of relief.

At this time, he had the strength to feel ashamed, so he hastily stretched out his hands to cover the scales below his navel, which contained his symbol as a male shark.

Seeing this, Cong Ji understood and was not embarrassed.

After he applied medicine to the rest of the young shark's wounds, he handed the ointment to the young shark.

Wen Qi took the ointment from Cong Ji, turned his back, applied the ointment himself, and returned the ointment to Cong Ji.

Cong Ji didn't take the ointment, but said softly: "This ointment must be applied three times a day, don't forget."

Wen Qi was stunned, and suddenly heard Cong Ji's advice: "Don't put the ointment in the water until it is completely absorbed, remember."

Why did this tyrant care about him so many times because he has exhausted all the organs in order to ascend to the throne, his feet are full of bones, and he has no compassion at all?

——Wash his body with sea water, moisten his lips with balm, ask him if it hurts, now apply ointment for him, and tell him.

Wen Qi was full of doubts, but still nodded obediently.

Cong Ji had finished reviewing all the memorials, and there was nothing left and right, so he sat down next to Xiao Yu.

Wen Qi didn't know what Cong Ji wanted to do, and waited silently for the ointment on his body to be completely absorbed.

After a while, he looked at Cong Ji timidly, then pointed to the pool.

"If you feel uncomfortable, go back to the pool." Cong Ji had a lot of cruel staff, and he did it himself, but when he saw the timid eyes of this young shark, his heart softened again.

Wen Qi was afraid that the pool water would splash on Cong Ji and make Cong Ji furious, so he slowly slid along the edge of the pool into the pool.

Seeing that the young shark disappeared without a trace, Cong Ji thought of torturing the young shark.

Strangely, as soon as Xiaoyu poked his head out of the pool, his thoughts immediately dissipated.

Could this young shark be able to turn him back into his soft-hearted self?

"Come here." He beckoned to Xiaosha.

Wen Qi didn't dare to disobey Cong Ji's order, and quickly swam to Cong Ji.

Cong Ji stretched out his hand involuntarily, and as soon as his fingers touched the hair of Xiaosha, his whole body suddenly calmed down, and the tyranny that soaked his bone marrow seemed to have never appeared before.

Since he was a child, he has been taught the way of being a wise king, but he actually doesn't care much about whether he can succeed to the throne, he cares more about whether the world is clean and the sea is clean, and the martial arts are cultivated.

However, ever since he survived the poisonous poison that year, he was determined to teach everyone to bow their heads and obey their ears. In order to achieve his goal, he made a lot of tricks, many of which were sinister ones.

He finally ascended to the throne as he wished, and then was forced to become a tyrant—he couldn't control his tyranny, and once his bloodthirsty desire came up, he had no choice but to order his servants to put him on death row for committing crimes. for him to torture.

At first, he hated himself very much, and even mutilated himself because of it, but unfortunately self-harm did not bring him back to his senses.

As time went on, he gradually became numb. Anyway, the death row prisoner should die, so what if he died at his hands?

The young shark in front of him brought him back the peace he had not seen for a long time, and he immediately decided not to eat the young shark.

Compared with immortality, this peace is more precious.

Seeing Cong Ji's gentle demeanor, Wen Qi rubbed his forehead against Cong Ji's palm flatteringly.

Cong Ji glanced at the two servants, motioned them to leave, and then asked Xiao Jiao: "What's your name?"

The original name was not mentioned in the script, so Wen Qi replied: "My surname is Wen, and there is only one word praying for each name."

Cong Ji was puzzled: "Can you read?"

Seeing Wen Qi nod his head, he immediately spread his palms.

Wen Qi wrote his name on Cong Ji's palm with his right index finger.

Cong Ji said sincerely: "Wen Qi, it's a good name."

Why is this tyrant completely different from what is described in the story, is it not the same as him?

But he had no way of verifying it. If he made indirect remarks, he was afraid that he would alarm the tyrant, and if the tyrant was not the original one, he would definitely cover up his identity. If the tyrant knew that he had suspicions, it would only increase the danger.

He didn't think about it anymore, and wrote in Cong Ji's palm: This name was chosen for me by my mother.

Cong Ji smiled and said, "Where is your mother? How about taking her into the palace and reuniting with you?"

Although Cong Ji's tone was gentle, Wen Qi didn't think that Cong Ji's proposal was really to reunite him with his mother.

This Cong Ji must think that his mermaid may not be enough to make him immortal, so he wants to use him to attract more mermaids?

He didn't know where Yuanchen's mother was, Yuanchen was trapped in a cage when he was young, and was used as a bead-producing utensil, either he was separated from his mother, or his mother died long ago.

And his own mother must have entered the underworld, under the imperial order of Zhu Jiu Clan, it is impossible for his mother to survive.

He suddenly remembered the last words his mother had said to him before she was escorted away by the officers and soldiers: "Qi'er, the greatest blessing in this life is to be your mother. You go well, and Auntie will spend the rest of her life with you." I pray for you, I hope you will have a strong body in the next life, be able to make great achievements, and have a lot of children and grandchildren."

He obviously failed his mother's blessing. After becoming this young shark, he would neither have a strong body nor be able to make great achievements, let alone be full of children and grandchildren.

Aunt, I'm sorry.

Cong Ji couldn't get Wen Qi's reply for a long time, so he didn't get angry, but waited patiently.

Wen Qi made up his mind: my mother has already passed away.

"Sorrow." Cong Ji's eyes dimmed, "My mother's queen has passed away long ago. Ever since she gave birth to my royal sister, her health has deteriorated day by day. Before the royal sister was one year old, she passed away. That day In 12, I was only [-] years old. After that, I lost my mother's protection and lived with my imperial sister. It became increasingly difficult..."

Four years after his mother passed away, he, the crown prince, was unsurprisingly deposed. The life of the deposed crown prince was not easy, and even a small servant could bully him.

He didn't want to starve to death, and he still had a young imperial sister to feed, so he had to look for food everywhere, and even snatched food from the cat raised by the same concubine.

He subconsciously stroked his right cheek, which had been scratched by the cat.

He never liked to complain. He didn't understand why he complained to Wen Qi, so he pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Cong Ji's voice stopped abruptly, so Wen Qi stared at Cong Ji suspiciously.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Qi suddenly lowered his head. Cong Ji shouldn't have said these things to him, and it was only natural that Cong Ji didn't want to go any further.

Cong Ji often misses his mother, but in fact, he misses the innocent self who seems to be a young man who cares about the country and the people, but is actually innocent.

One person and one shark were relatively silent, and after a while, Cong Ji broke the silence: "It's already dinner time, do you want dinner?"

Wen Qi stroked his lower abdomen, which was empty.

Before he was alive, he was never picky about food, but when asked by Cong Ji, what came to his mind were fish, shrimp and seaweed. Is it because of this body?

He raised his finger and wrote: fish, shrimp, and seaweed are all acceptable.

Cong Ji said apologetically: "I'm afraid there is no seaweed in this palace, I ordered people to fetch seaweed, it will take some time, I'll let you eat fish and shrimp first."

Wen Qi was flattered: Thank you, Your Majesty.

Cong Ji raised his voice to call the servant, and gave detailed instructions.

Half an hour later, the waiter moved the round table made of rosewood, and then filled it with imperial meals.

Wen Qi smelled the aroma and felt even more hungry.

A waiter walked to the poolside with a food table and put it down.

Wen Qi swam to the food table and was about to eat, but because Cong Ji didn't speak, he didn't dare to move the bamboo chopsticks, so he could only look at Cong Ji eagerly.

Cong Ji's heart became softer, he looked at Wen Qi and said, "Eat."