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

Before he could figure out why, Imperial Physician Zhang had already arrived at the Danquan Hall.

He stretched out his left hand for Imperial Physician Zhang to check his pulse.

After Doctor Zhang had diagnosed the pulse, he withdrew his hand and said straight to the point: "Why does Your Majesty order you to ask for my pulse every day?"

Today, it is because he is afraid that his master will be poisoned, so he ordered himself to ask for his pulse every day.

Physician Zhang understood, but he was always tight-lipped and would never tell Wen Qi.

Therefore, he just smiled and said: "How can the humble minister know about His Majesty's thoughts?"

Wen Qi couldn't judge the authenticity of Zhang Taiyi's words for a while, and asked tentatively: "What do you think His Majesty is thinking?"

Imperial Physician Zhang said respectfully: "I don't dare to speculate."

Wen Qi then asked: "Does Your Majesty think that there is something wrong with me, so he ordered you to ask for my pulse every day?"

Imperial Physician Zhang avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "I asked for the master's pulse for thirteen days in a row, but I didn't see anything wrong from the master's pulse."

Wen Qi said helplessly: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you anymore, just go down."

"Weichen resigns." Imperial Physician Zhang was about to step down, but was stopped by Wen Qi: "I still want to ask Imperial Physician Zhang for advice."

He cupped his hands and said, "Master, please."

Wen Qi worked hard to overcome the shame, and asked as usual as much as possible: "Between the broken sleeves, should the superiors use sheep intestines?"

Physician Zhang replied: "If the superiors use sheep intestines, the recipients will be free from illness."

Wen Qi asked: "If it can be cleaned up in time, will there be no worries about getting sick?"

Imperial Physician Zhang nodded, and added: "The premise is that the superior does not have the willow disease."

Vaginal willow disease cannot be concealed, it will appear on the surface of the body, and even damage the vital parts.

Wen Qi confirmed that Cong Ji did not have the disease of willow.

He asked again: "Did Doctor Zhang ever remind His Majesty to use sheep intestines, otherwise, I might get sick?"

Imperial Physician Zhang didn't answer, but found an excuse: "I have important matters to attend to, so I will resign."

Wen Qi became more and more curious about the real reason why Cong Ji used sheep intestines, but it was a pity that Cong Ji would not tell it frankly.

Nine times out of ten, Imperial Physician Zhang would report to Cong Ji what he asked just now, but he didn't care.

He no longer thinks about it, no matter how hard he thinks about it, there will be no result.

He sat in front of the book case and put all his thoughts on "Zi Zhi Tong Jian".

After half an hour, he felt hungry, he obviously had eaten breakfast.

Is it because of the exhaustion of too much energy in these [-] days?

He ordered his servant to go to the Shangshi Bureau to ask the imperial chef to make fried yellow croakers and ring the bells. Afterwards, he no longer had the time to study "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", and he just waited for the fried yellow croakers to ring the bells.

It took a lot of effort for the yellow croaker to fry and ring the bell, and it took nearly a stick of incense before it was sent to the Danquan Hall.

The yellow croaker fried bell was carried in a food box, and it was not damaged by the cold wind. It was steaming hot, and it almost kept the taste when it came out of the pan.

Unfortunately, Wen Qi couldn't eat hot food, so he had to wait for the fried yellow croaker to cool down a bit before putting the fried yellow croaker into his mouth.

Even though the fried yellow croaker has cooled down a bit, it is still crispy. One bite, the sound is like a bell, and the juice of the fish immediately flows out from the layers of bean curd skin as thin as a cicada's wing, and spreads all over the place. mouth.

Not long after, he had already emptied a plate of fried croakers.

He took a brocade handkerchief, wiped off the oily stains on his lips, and rubbed his belly again, before he buried himself in the study of "Zi Zhi Tong Jian".

Since he couldn't sit for a long time, after a cup of tea, he could only go to bed with "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" in his hands.

The bed was so comfortable that he couldn't help feeling sleepy.

When he woke up, the sun was already setting and Cong Ji did not show up.

After he finished his dinner, night had fallen, but Cong Ji still didn't show up.

Cong Ji should never show up again?

The breeding period has passed, and Cong Ji is no longer his male shark.

Thinking of this, the slightly lower body temperature made him feel cold all over his body.

As the night grew darker, he closed "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", got on the bed, and curled up.

While half asleep and half awake, he suddenly heard Cong Ji's footsteps, opened his eyes immediately, and sat up.

"Your Majesty..." He called out in a low voice, grabbed Cong Ji's sleeves, and buried his head in Cong Ji's arms.

Cong Ji stroked Wen Qi's hair and said, "Why don't you rest?"

"I..." He paused, "I'm waiting for Your Majesty."

Cong Ji sighed and said, "What are you waiting for me to do? Just take a rest."

Because Your Majesty is my male shark.

No, not anymore.

Wen Qi came out of Cong Ji's arms, sat up straight, and smiled: "I just lied to Your Majesty, and I didn't wait for Your Majesty."

Cong Ji's mouth was bitter, but his face didn't show it, and he said with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Qi shook his head: "The breeding period is over, and I don't feel any discomfort."

"That's good." Cong Ji said with a smile, "Seeing that you are well, I am relieved, Mei Shan."

Seeing that Cong Ji turned around to leave, Wen Qi hurriedly held Cong Ji's hand.

Cong Ji asked suspiciously, "What else do you need?"

Wen Qi took a deep breath, made up his mind, and said shamelessly: "If Your Majesty misses me, I can be His Majesty's female shark again."

Cong Ji was noncommittal: "Warm prayer, sleep well."

"Wen Qi is waiting for His Majesty in this Danquan Hall." Wen Qi watched Cong Ji walk out of the Danquan Hall, and the moment he closed the door of the hall, all his strength seemed to be drained.

He originally only wanted Cong Ji to give him a one-night spring feast, but Cong Ji generously gave him too many spring feasts, teaching him to be insatiable.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." He couldn't sleep alone, thinking about Cong Ji and went out once.

Afterwards, his heart and body were full of emptiness, he stroked his belly, and thought: I'm afraid this belly won't bulge up again?

He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and he just fell asleep at midnight.

Dongfang turned pale, he got up, dressed, washed, and went to Chongwen Museum.

There was no one in the Chongwen Hall, so he sat down alone.

Not long after, classmates came one after another, and Cong Xun was among them.

Cong Xun saw Wen Qi, walked up to Wen Qi, lowered his voice and said, "Wen Qi, I have something to tell you, can you go out with Gu?"

Wen Qi nodded, followed Cong Shui out of the Chongwen Hall, and arrived at a nearby bamboo forest.

Cong Xun hesitated to speak, and after a long while, he finally said: "Brother Guqing dotes on you. Although you have no status, you may be able to enter the Central Palace and be conferred the title of Empress. You should advise your majesty to put state affairs first, and not to be a queen." Don't indulge in beauty."

I will definitely not be able to live in the middle palace and be canonized as the empress.

According to what Cong Xun said, Cong Ji delayed state affairs for himself on those [-] days, so Zhou Chu...

Even though he was depressed, Wen Qi was keenly aware of Cong Xun's implication, so he asked, "What's going on?"

Cong Xun replied: "Zhou Chu's [-] elites have fought our army several times, and each has won or lost. As for the current battle situation, I don't know."

There must be a battle between the Southern Jin Dynasty and Zhou Chu, but Wen Qi did not expect this battle to come so quickly.

Wen Qi frowned and said, "When did this happen?"

"Seven days ago, during Choushi, Zhou Chu raided our army." Cong Xun reminded, "The battle is tight these days, so don't pester the emperor, so as not to delay the opportunity of the battle."

It is about three thousand miles from the border land bordering Zhou and Chu in the Southern Jin Dynasty to this capital. If there is an urgent [-] miles, it will only take about four days for Cong Ji to receive the urgent report.

In other words, three days ago, Cong Ji had received the urgent report, and three days ago, he was in the reproductive period.

Cong Ji didn't mention this to him, if it wasn't for Cong Xun, he wouldn't have known about it.

After school, he didn't go back to the Danquan Hall, but went straight to the Sizheng Hall.

He asked the servant to report, and the servant went to report by himself. When he was young, he came out and said: "Your Majesty asked the master to go back to the Danquan Hall. When your majesty is free, he will definitely go to the Danquan Hall to see the master."

He listened carefully, and there were not only Cong Ji alone, but at least five people in the Ideological and Political Hall, who seemed to be discussing countermeasures.

He didn't want to go back to the Danquan Hall, so he simply sat in the pavilion with double eaves not far from the Sizheng Hall.

When the spring was cold and the wind was blowing from all sides of the pavilion with double eaves, fortunately he was not afraid of the cold.

From Riyan to Rending, the door of the Ideological and Political Palace was just opened, and the officials in official robes came out in a file.

Seeing this, he rushed to the gate of the palace and bumped into Cong Jiman's arms.

Cong Ji supported Wen Qi, and after standing still, he said distressedly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I have something to ask Your Majesty." Wen Qi withdrew from Cong Ji's arms and entered the Sizheng Hall instead.

Cong Ji closed the palace door and pressed his temple wearily: "Just ask."

Wen Qi asked bluntly, "Did Your Majesty delay the battle because of me?"

Cong Ji asked without answering, "Why do you think so?"

"I heard that Zhou Chu raided our army seven days ago, His Majesty should have received an urgent report three days ago, and three days ago, I was pestering His Majesty." Wen Qi always felt that his reproductive period was not worth it in the face of national affairs. I mentioned, "Why didn't His Majesty abandon me at that time?"

Cong Ji said frankly: "I did receive the news of Zhou Chu's surprise attack on our army three days ago, but I have already anticipated various situations and wrote to General Duan stationed in the border area the strategy to deal with various situations. The grain and grass have already arrived at the border, and I have not delayed the battle because of you."

Wen Qi questioned: "Really?"

Cong Ji said solemnly: "Really."

Wen Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Your Majesty has been prepared. If I miss the opportunity to defeat the Southern Jin army, I am afraid that ten thousand deaths will not be enough to atone for my sin."

Cong Ji raised his finger and touched Wen Qi's lips: "Don't mention death, it's unlucky."

Wen Qi pushed Cong Ji's hand away and asked, "How is the battle going?"

Cong Ji said briefly: "The outcome is uncertain."

Judging from Cong Ji's expression, the battle situation was obviously not optimistic.

In the face of national affairs, the pain of not getting what you ask for is insignificant.

Wen Qi said sternly: "Your Majesty will swallow mountains and rivers with anger and dominate the situation, and the little Zhou Chu is nothing."

Cong Ji smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind words."

Wen Qi bowed to Cong Ji: "I don't want to disturb Your Majesty, Mei Shan."

"I'll take you back to Danquan Palace." Cong Ji walked away, looking at Wen Qi, and said apologetically, "I'm afraid I won't have time to take care of you until the war is over. You must take good care of yourself. If you have something important, you must Speak and listen to me, don't try to be brave."

"Your Majesty don't need to worry about me." Wen Qi said timidly, "Can I hold His Majesty's hand?"

Cong Ji didn't answer, and took Wen Qi's hand.

This hand was a bit too cold, he put it into his clothes, and asked: "Have you been waiting for me outside?"

Wen Qi said indifferently: "Merren are not afraid of the cold."

After arriving at the Danquan Hall, Cong Ji covered Wen Qi's hands, and he didn't let go until the hands became warmer.

Wen Qi swept across his empty hands, then stared at Cong Ji, and said in an insatiable way: "Can I kiss Your Majesty?"

Cong Ji lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Wen Qi stood on tiptoe and kissed Cong Ji's lips. It was not a deep kiss, and she retreated as soon as she touched it.

He and Cong Ji had clearly done more extreme things, but this kiss taught him to cherish it all the more.

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