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

After that, he took "ten steps" and went straight to the bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest is very remote, it is where he practiced his sword.

The bloodthirsty desire churned endlessly in his heart, which made his sword energy extremely violent, as if he wanted to slaughter all the people in the world.

An hour later, the bloodthirsty desire was still not suppressed, he was sweating profusely, but he was far from exhausted, even though the court clothes on his body were very heavy.

Another hour later, he was urged by bloodlust, and wanted to cut himself with a knife, but suddenly thought of Wen Qi.

Wen Qi once said to him: "If Your Majesty hurts himself again, I will do it with His Majesty."

Wen Qi even used "ten steps" to draw three cuts on the back of his hand, forcing him to agree not to harm himself.

However, by now, Wen Qi shouldn't care if he will harm himself?

He hooked his lips into a smile, lifted the sleeve of his clothes, and slashed his left arm fiercely, and the wound immediately bled profusely.

Really fun.

He sat on the ground, brushed the deep bone-deep wound indifferently, and looked around.

Most of the surrounding green bamboos have fallen down, scattered all over the place, looking a bit bleak.

And his blood is flowing into the green bamboo, dyeing the green bamboo into scarlet.

The passing blood took away most of his physical strength, causing him to be in a trance.

If he is not a tyrant, if he begs for love from Wen, should Wen Qi agree?If Wen Qi agrees, he can make Wen Qi the queen and stay with him for the rest of his life.

courtship... queen...

That's right, the reason why he had the idea of ​​taking Wen Qi as a pet was not because of Wen Qi's appearance, let alone desire, but because he was unconsciously attracted to Wen Qi.

He didn't know love before, so he was so stupid that he didn't even know that he was happy with Wen Qi.

So what about Xinyue?

A tyrant like him is not qualified to please Wen Qi, let alone beg Wen Qi for love.

It is an undeniable fact that what he does is a tyrant, even if he doesn't want to.

Even though he had this realization, the wedding night between himself and Wen Qi still appeared in his mind.

The male queen is shocking, and Wen Qi is a mermaid, so the courtiers will definitely not agree.

But so what?As a tyrant, if anyone dares to obstruct his marriage with Wen Qi, he should be killed.

Wen Qi is not a woman, and there has never been a male queen in history. He has to ask the Shangyi Bureau to redesign wedding clothes for Wen Qi, and he cannot follow the ancestral system.

Perhaps Wen Qi's wedding dress can be the same as his wedding dress, with a little modification.

Wen Qi's face is extraordinary, and Wen Qi dressed in happy clothes must be out of place.

Wen Qi is a man, and he can entertain guests with him without wearing a red hijab and waiting in the new house.

Since Wen Qi is too strong to drink, he has to hold back the wine for Wen Qi, lest Wen Qi get drunk.

After the guests leave, he will hold Wen Qi's hand and go to the new house.

Next, it's time to drink Hebei wine.

After drinking the henji wine, eight out of ten out of ten Wen Qi is already half-drunk.

He will kiss Wen Qi while the candles are flickering, and then untie Wen Qi's clothes, and go to the cloud and rain with Wen Qi.

There are countless people in this world who are addicted to cloud and rain. Although he has never tasted the taste of cloud and rain, he must be extremely ecstasy, right?

It is said that the cloud and rain between the broken sleeves is tantamount to torture for the inferiors, especially those who have not been human.

Wen Qi is squeamish, afraid of pain, probably can't stand it?

If Wen Qi can't stand it, it's okay for him to be the incumbent.

If Wen Qi can bear it, I wonder if he can satisfy Wen Qi?

The next day, Wen Qi might not be able to get up, so he would accompany Wen Qi and read the script with Wen Qi.

Since Wen Qi is a man, he cannot give birth to an heir.

Since he has Wen Qi, he will never marry again.

After a while, he can start thinking about who to pass the throne to...

Suddenly a titmouse flew by, interrupting his delusion.

He looked up at the sky expressionlessly, and thought to himself: This day is absolutely impossible. First of all, I am a tyrant, and Wen Qi would not be willing to commit himself to me; , Xu will pass the poison to Wen Qi; in the end, I have decided to commit suicide and it cannot be changed.

After a stick of incense, his left arm was still bleeding profusely.

After snapping his fingers, a black dog sprang out from nowhere. The black dog must have smelled blood, rushed to Cong Ji, and opened its mouth to bite.

I was eaten by this black dog.

If Wen Qi hadn't become a famous official of the generation, if Luzhu'er hadn't recovered, and if the cause of death of the queen mother hadn't been found out, why not eat him for this black dog?

He pushed back the black dog with a flick of his sleeve, and the black dog fell three feet away from him, immediately stood up and growled at him.

He picked up a stone and threw it at the black dog. The black dog suffered from the pain and ran away with its tail between its legs.

Since this body was still useful, he had to tear off a piece of obscene clothing and barely bandaged his left arm.

Afterwards, he staggered back to the Sizheng Hall, and sent the imperial physician to diagnose and treat him.

Excessive blood loss forced the bloodthirsty to dormant quietly. He lay on the bed, looked at the top of the bed, and passed out after a while.

In that room, after Cong Ji left, Wen Qi couldn't sleep at night, his mind was full of Cong Ji.

For a while, it was the scene of Cong Ji visiting his concubine, and for a while, it was the scene of Cong Ji hugging Jiaoer.

Cong Ji...

Cong Ji is very important to him.

To Cong Ji, he is something that can be discarded at will.

He is indeed a lowly man, eager to get close to Cong Ji's body is more dissolute than the prostitutes in the Goulan courtyard.

After dawn, he got up, dressed and washed, and went to Chongwen Hall to study.

Because Cong Ji couldn't get rid of it in his mind, he didn't hear a single word that the husband said.

After school was over, he was walking towards the Danquan Hall, when a bloody smell suddenly pierced the tip of his nose.

Could it be that there was a murder?

Following the smell of blood, he took a lot of effort and arrived at a bamboo forest.

He had never been to this bamboo forest before, seeing the clean cuts on the green bamboo, he knew it must be Cong Ji's work.

The reason why this place is full of blood is either that Cong Ji killed someone here, or that Cong Ji killed himself here.

Immediately afterwards, he unexpectedly discovered that he would rather Cong Ji kill someone than Cong Ji kill himself.

He must have been caught by Cong Ji's evil spirit to be so perverted.

Thinking of this, he slapped himself hard, and said to himself: "This is my punishment for A Niang."

After the words fell, he returned to Danquan Hall.

After night fell, Cong Ji did not appear.

That's right, Cong Ji categorically rejected his kiss today, and Cong Ji should never share the same bed with him again.

As long as Cong Ji doesn't send him out of the palace for the time being, it will be fine.

In any case, he wanted to stay in the palace for a while.

Where is Cong Ji now?

If Cong Jiruo committed suicide and shed so much blood, his life might be in danger.

What he was thinking made him restless, and the moon was in the sky, so he finally left the Danquan Hall to look for Cong Ji.

Cong Ji's bedroom was connected to the Ideological and Political Hall. He walked to the front of the bedroom and said to Qin Xiao who was guarding outside: "I want to pay my respects to His Majesty, please trouble Lord Qin to pass the message on to me."

Qin Xiao said in embarrassment: "Your Majesty is not yet awake, and the subordinates cannot communicate with the Master."

——He knew that Cong Ji wanted Wen Qi, so he didn't hide it.

Wen Qi's heart suddenly ached: Cong Ji really committed suicide.

He frowned and begged Qin Xiao, "Master Qin, can you let me go in and take care of His Majesty?"

Qin Xiao hesitated for a moment, then turned sideways to make way.

Wen Qi had never visited Cong Ji's bedroom, but he easily found Cong Ji based on the smell of the medicine.

Cong Ji's face was pale, and his breath was very light, as if he was about to die.

He raised his hand to caress Cong Ji's cheek, and sighed: "Your Majesty, why did you harm yourself?"

Naturally, Cong Ji couldn't answer him. He carefully lifted the brocade quilt, and was about to check Cong Ji's wound, when he saw Cong Ji open his eyes.

He met Cong Ji's eyes, and before he could say anything, Cong Ji turned over and suppressed him.

Cong Ji clearly rejected him before, but now he kissed his lips.

He tasted the medicine from Cong Ji's lips and teeth, and it was unbearably bitter.

He was furious and wanted to push Cong Ji away, just like Cong Ji pushed him away.

But as soon as his hand touched Cong Ji's chest, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Forget it, since he was happy with Cong Ji, he simply let Cong Ji do whatever he wanted.

Therefore, he closed his eyes, and reached out to climb Cong Ji's shoulders.

Perhaps it was because of Cong Ji's excessive blood loss that Cong Ji's lips were cooler than usual.

Gradually, Cong Ji's lips and teeth became scorching hot, burning all his remaining rationality.

Cong Ji thought he was having a dream, but unexpectedly, Wen Qi in his arms was not an illusion.

He let go of Wen Qi, looked at Wen Qi's face full of peach blossoms, and then couldn't help but impress small kisses.

He clearly made up his mind to send Wen Qi out of the palace, but one day, his determination was invalidated.

Forget it, since he was happy with Wen Qi, he simply kept Wen Qi until the moment before he completely lost his mind.

When he loses his mind, if Wen Qi kills him, Wen Qi will surely occupy a place in the new dynasty.

From the very beginning, Wen Qi wanted to kill him and tried to assassinate him. When the time comes, Wen Qi should be able to do it.

If he committed suicide, he would no longer be able to help Wen Qi, and it would be better for Wen Qi to start.

Wen Qi didn't know what Cong Ji was thinking, he only knew that Cong Ji was smiling, as if he had thought of something rare and good.

Before he could think about it, he was kissed by Cong Ji again.