Tang Anxia hurriedly pushed the door in, only to see Li Junqi cleaning up the books and pens on the table, and putting them into a mahogany box on the ground.

When Ziyu saw Tang Anxia, she became more confident, and knelt down on one knee to salute: "Your Highness, please think twice!" These pen, ink, paper and inkstones are the rewards of the regent's battles during his lifetime, and they are all the best tributes, and they are your most cherished things. If it is sealed in a box, it will not be a tyrannical thing! ”

Li Junqi's disdainful eyes swept over the so-called priceless treasures, and pursed his thin lips coldly: "What I don't like, I always discard." Useless things, always thrown away. For the sake of their importance to Li Junqi in the past, I sorted them out and packed them into a wooden box to treasure, and left them for useful people in the future. ”

Ziyu couldn't understand why his Royal Highness had become like this, and still knelt down, and admonished over and over again: "Don't! You love to learn words in your life, poetry is your life's favorite, you have used the inkstone on the table for three years and are reluctant to replace, how can you bear to seal everything today. Your Highness, when will your illness get better?! ”

Tang Anxia could feel that Ziyu's emotions were almost collapsed, his tense nerves were almost at the limit, and there was even a little complaint in his tone.

Li Junqi was stunned, obviously, he never expected that his unintentional move would make Ziyu have such a big resistance.

The scroll in his hand was slowly put down, Li Junqi's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he said lightly: "Forget it, let the slave come in and clean up, and put everything in its original position." ”

Perhaps, these scenes are Ziyu's thoughts, the only nostalgia for the highness he admired and admired the most in the past.

Ziyu got up slowly, breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

Tang Anxia was a little dazed, she didn't know to comfort Li Junqi first? Or persuade Ziyu to relax first? Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that Fang Yan's right hand holding the medicine bag was changed to her left hand.

hurriedly took it and squeezed her little hand twice with concern: "This medicine is not light, I have worked hard for you along the way, Fang Yan." ”

Immediately, he quickly handed it to Ziyu's hand: "This is the medicine I went to the Tai Hospital this morning and grabbed for His Highness." The weather is cold, and the cough may become more and more serious, so taking medicine early to recuperate your body can still suffer less. ”

Ziyu didn't take the medicine from Tang Anxia's hand immediately, he looked at her blankly, and then looked at Li Junqi beside him in surprise, as if talking to himself: "However, Your Highness ...... this year." There was no recurrence of coughing, the weather was cold, and he ...... I didn't even cough ......."

Tang Anxia's hand holding the medicine bag almost slipped and fell to the ground, everyone knows that Li Junqi is weak and sickly, every winter medicine does not leave his mouth, will he get better even if he has hysteria?

"Jun Qi......" Tang Anxia called softly, she wanted to listen to his explanation, but she was a little scared in her heart.

Li Junqi picked up the medicine and put it on the table. Raising his eyes, he met the scrutinizing and incredulous gazes of the three people in front of him, and raised his eyebrows dangerously: "I, I do have an ulterior secret, the time is not ripe, don't ask more." But there is one thing that please believe, I will protect Prince Wen's Mansion for one day, and I will protect you for one day. ”

Li Junqi's fingertips gently slid over Tang Anxia's beautiful face, for some reason, he always had an inexplicable pity and pity for this woman, as if there was an inexplicable power surging in his body, encouraging him to get close to her and encouraging him to protect her.

Could it be that this magical feeling is predestined?

Perhaps, this is the dying wish of the original owner of the body?

There are too many unbelievable things in this world that cannot be explained by Li Junqi's scientific theories, and even though he is a doctor from a prestigious university, he still has not found a way to go back to the modern world.

Tang Anxia was stunned by these words, and Ziyu and Fang Yan were also stunned. The three of them looked at each other, obviously not fully understanding the meaning of the words.

Ziyu clenched the long sword at his waist tightly, his handsome face twisted into a tangled ball, and asked as if he didn't understand: "So, you are not our original Highness, are you?" Where is our Highness? Who are you? ”

After that, his face sank, revealing a hidden murderous aura.

Li Junqi obviously felt the hostility he exuded, he was not afraid, and hooked his lips defiantly: "Ziyu, I know that you are strong in martial arts. But, you are no match for me. ”

After all, Li Junqi grew up in a martial arts family from childhood to adulthood, and his ancestors have been running martial arts halls for generations, and he is proficient in swords, guns, halberds, sticks, and sticks, and he also won the Sanda Championship of the Three Realms during college.

Ziyu didn't believe his words at all, and there was a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, I, Ziyu, only recognize one master in my life." ”

As soon as the words fell, the long sword was unsheathed, the sword light flickered, and the sharp blade stabbed mercilessly towards Li Junqi's neck.

Li Junqi reacted quickly, jumped back, his eyes were extremely fast, the two fingers of his right hand clamped the sword body like pinching flowers, and all the strength gathered between the two fingers, resisting the oncoming sword qi.

Ziyu's face was solemn, and he secretly sighed: He actually has such a great internal force? Can you easily parry the Meteor Sword!?

Li Junqi exerted a little force, and the long sword seemed to feel a terrifying aura, and the sword body trembled slightly.

Ziyu suddenly withdrew his long sword, stomped his feet slightly, and his body floated out as if it had no weight, flipped in the air, and the long sword stabbed Li Junqi's ribs with lightning speed like a spirit snake spitting out a letter.

Li Junqi dodged sideways, his feet were agile, and his moves were faster. One palm hit the sword body, the blade of the sword deviated, and the other palm of the backhand pressed Ziyu's wrist, the force was extremely strong, and the long sword fell from Ziyu's hand suddenly.

Li Junqi raised his palm and drew an elegant arc, clenched the hilt of the sword, the chill flowed, and the blade slowly arched upward, piercing Ziyu's throat.

The sword light was brilliant and swift, and it stopped silently in the air.

Ziyu only felt a chill in his heart, although the sword blade did not pierce his skin.

However, Sen Han's sword qi was already imminent, and the sword light was surging like a wave, and a burst of cold qi that struck the muscles and bones of the people attacked, and the lethality of the lightning was impeccable.

Tang Anxia saw the dazzling and ever-changing martial arts mastery with his own eyes, and he was so frightened: "Jun Qi! He's your Ziyu! ”

Li Junqi withdrew his sword abruptly, like thunder to collect his anger, like a river condensing clear light, the long sword returned into the scabbard on Ziyu's waist, and the action was as fast as lightning and breathtaking.

Ziyu was shocked, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he had countless opponents over the years but never been defeated, Li Junqi broke his record of winning a hundred battles and being invincible.

Fang Yan was already frightened, and the moment she saw Li Junqi put away the blade, the whole person rushed to Ziyu in a panic, opened his shirt in a panic, and chattered: "Are you okay?" Are there any injuries? ”