Another few days passed.

Li Xuan has learned well after the lesson of the last time, and he no longer dares to let Princess Ankang practice easily.

Looking back on the last experience, he still had a weak leg and couldn't extricate himself.

Although he relied on the sacrificial spirit of feeding the tiger with his body last time, he was able to suppress the cold power that erupted in Princess Ankang's body, but he was also extremely consumed.

The cold breath in Li Xuan's body almost disappeared, and all of them were carried to the depths of the meridians of the limbs and bones by that mysterious power.

He can only reextract it from his body little by little, and it took a few days to recover about 30%.

But no matter what, it's good that the cold breath hasn't disappeared, otherwise Li Xuan won't have to cry to death.

And he also discovered that the cold breath that was extracted from his body was even more pure, as if it had been purified.

Overall, it's a blessing in disguise.

But after such a fuss, Li Xuan was also able to get a glimpse of the secret of Princess Ankang's weak physique.

As long as Princess Ankang exercised a little, that cold power would emerge from her dantian.

If Li Xuan hadn't used his body to help her resolve it, I was afraid that Princess Ankang would have a serious illness again this time.

Thinking about it this way, Princess Ankang's frailty can also be regarded as a protective mechanism for her body, preventing her from doing any sports that may endanger herself.

That day, she only practiced a little bit of one of the Tiger Shape Ten Styles, and that level of chill broke out, if it was more intense, I am afraid that even Li Xuan would not be able to help her suppress it.

"If my strength is stronger, I may be able to help Ankang suppress more chills."

Li Xuan understands that his strength is still too poor, and he has only just stepped into the ninth grade.

There's still a long way to go.

But it also gave him a glimmer of hope.

Maybe when Li Xuan can help Princess Ankang dispel all the chill in the dantian one day, maybe her illness can be cured without medicine.

"I have to continue to get stronger, and I have to drink some Tiger Essence Blood tonight, and I have to recover from the cold breath quickly."

"When the time comes, I should be able to help Ankang suck that weird chill again."

Li Xuan still clearly remembers that Princess Ankang slept very comfortably that day, and even blushed when she woke up.

This is the time when Li Xuan has seen Princess Ankang's face the best and her expression the most pleasant since now.

Without the sick appearance of the past, the sick beauty has become a real little beauty.

With a goal in mind, Li Xuan continued to concentrate on extracting the cold breath in his body.

……

Yanqu Palace.

Deng Weixian recently fell in love with sweeping the floor, and after finishing his work every day, he went to help others sweep the floor.

Even if the floor is spotless, he is willing to sweep it twice.

While sweeping the floor, he looked at the sky and looked out of the palace gate.

"Well, it's much harder than the little table in the tail row."

Deng Weixian couldn't help but sigh secretly.

He can also feel people pointing at him lately, and he can always hear some strange discussions behind his back.

In particular, some talented people will cast encouraging and appreciative glances at him, and even sneak over to him and shout "work hard" at him.

Deng Weixian didn't understand where to start.

But in order to complete the task entrusted by his godfather, he can only continue to work hard.

"Little Dengzi, what are you waiting for?"

Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded behind Deng Weixian.

"Grandpa Huang."

Deng Weixian turned around quietly and bowed indifferently.

This Huang Gonggong was responsible for assigning work to Deng Weixian, and when he came to Yanqu Hall on the first day, this person also brought him a familiar environment.

Huang Gonggong looked in his twenties, a pair of eyebrows were raised high, his face was feminine, and he had a lazy look on his face.

"Little Dengzi, I've always been optimistic about you, don't let me down."

"The small table is gone, I've been distressed for a few days, and if you don't have it anymore, I can't stand it."

Huang Gonggong said and slapped a palm on Deng Weixian's shoulder, and then clasped his five fingers hard, and the sharp nails pierced down.

But Deng Weixian's face did not change, and with a slight effort, the muscles on his shoulders contracted for a while, and they were as hard as iron.

His Tiger Ten Styles were not practiced in vain, especially a pair of arms, after being infused with strength, it was difficult for ordinary people to hurt him.

Huang Gonggong wanted to teach Deng Weixian a lesson, but he found that the other party's body was hard and bone-like, and his carefully trimmed nails couldn't get in, so he couldn't help but be deflated.

"What my father-in-law taught me is that Xiao Deng Zi remembered it."

Deng Weixian did not blindly have a tough attitude, although his body was hard, his mouth was soft.

Huang Gonggong immediately glanced around, and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he also borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, too lazy to continue to worry about him.

He was originally responsible for bringing Xiao Deng Zi and the small table, but the small table committed an accident in just a few days, so he was also punished by the father-in-law of the printing room for poor control.

The small table is gone, and the extra work is all done by Huang Gonggong now, and he has to go all the way to the prison to send a new little eunuch.

Regarding the small table, Huang Gonggong considered himself unlucky.

After all, he didn't see it at all, the cowering little fat man was so cowardly and weird.

But Huang Gonggong has always been more at ease with Xiao Dengzi.

As a result, in the past two days, new rumors have spread in the Yanqu Palace, and the protagonist is still the little Deng Zi under his hands.

Huang Gonggong has already lost a small table and can't lose Xiao Dengzi anymore.

Not to mention that the father-in-law of the printing house will not spare him, even if it is the work of these two people, he will not be able to do it.

That's why there is a warning now.

Huang Gonggong saw Deng Weixian absentmindedly sweeping the floor, and kept looking outside the palace gate, and knew that the rumors he heard were not far from ten.

"These little eunuchs who have just been purified are trouble, and they always have false illusions."

"That thing is not a leek, it can grow after ga, so it can't be stopped."

Gonggong Huang saw that Deng Weixian was strong and strong, and he didn't want to fight him, but he reminded him at the end:

"Do your duty and don't get into trouble."

Deng Weixian nodded in agreement and didn't say anything.

Huang Gonggong turned to leave, but his eyes began to roll slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, there was a sudden bustle outside the gate of the Yanqu Palace, and the movement of twittering was heard from afar.

Deng Weixian hurriedly turned around and continued to sweep the floor in the direction of the palace gate, looking for Wang Suyue's figure.

As soon as people came in, they saw Deng Weixian sweeping the floor by the door abruptly, covering his mouth and snickering one by one.

Gonggong Huang, who had not walked out a few steps, glanced back and happened to see this scene, only to see a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Without the golden hoop stick, I still want to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace."

"I can't help myself!"

Gonggong Huang didn't care about Deng Weixian anymore, but left on his own, ignoring the hustle and bustle at the palace gate.

Apparently, he already had other plans.