Chapter 19: The Prince's Past, the Physiognomy of the Han King
In the inner hall of the Han Palace, Ye Han, who had just come out of the customs, and the two princes were sitting opposite each other, but there was a long gap in between.
Ye Qingran was holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and he was still blowing hot air into his palm. He usually likes to stick to Ye Han's side, but now he can only stay away from that guy.
This is not because he is angry about what happened at the beginning, but because Ye Han is cold and cold at this time, so people can't get close to half a point at all.
When Ye Han just came out, Ye Qingran didn't believe in this evil, so the frostbite on his hands has not been relieved until now.
Ye Qingyu looked at Ye Han, who was cold on the other side, and seemed to want to taste tea, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "How did you get this?
Ye Han brought the teacup to his lips, and the originally hot tea turned cold before he entered his mouth, and even felt a little like it was about to freeze.
In desperation, he had no choice but to put the water glass back on the table, and sighed: "No way, there is always a price to be paid for the blessing of misfortune." ”
"Let's not talk about this yet, Qing Yu, I'm going to borrow the teleportation array, do you have any way?"
"Teleportation array?"
Ye Qingyu was a little puzzled when he heard this, and asked: "Although the teleportation array is not easy to open in normal times, it is not uncommon for princes and princes to use it, do you still need to ask me for help in this kind of thing?"
Ye Han only smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said: "No way, now King Han is on the verge of death in the eyes of everyone, so I can leave, but King Han must stay in King Han's Mansion." ”
"I see. It's just that you want me to create a false identity for you, and it's not that hard. ”
Ye Qingyu looked at Ye Han's sneering appearance, and couldn't help but feel happy. In any case, Ye Han's ability to induce qi into his body is a great thing.
Although the power of the Han King's Mansion is not weak, this world is respected by strength after all. If the Han King can't practice for a day, this Han King's Mansion can't be truly stable for a day.
Now Ye Han's only shortcoming has also been invisibly made up by the system, and no one can use cultivation to restrain him in the future.
Even if the two brothers did not inherit the throne of the king in the future, having Ye Han, the king side by side, was enough to protect them for a lifetime.
Ye Han is indeed in a very good mood now, not only because he has successfully broken through the warrior realm, but because when he broke through, the familiar prompt sound of the system came from the sea of consciousness again.
[Drip... Congratulations to the host for breaking through the samurai realm and the system side quest is opened. Progression: Complete the first ring and break through the Samurai Realm. Rewards: Fame worth 300 points, one chance to draw a lottery, sect construction order - Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Note: The avenue is boundless, and when you first enter the path, you hope that the host will make persistent efforts. 】
Needless to say, the sect construction order and fame value, what really excited Ye Han was this lottery opportunity. He had looked at the lottery system, and everything in it was a rare treasure.
Ye Qingyu looked at the young man who was as warm as jade opposite, and his eyes showed a touch of brilliance.
Maybe even Ye Han himself doesn't know that his eyes are different from ordinary people, and there is a dazzling brilliance in them, which is a look that ordinary people don't have, and people can't help but respect from the bottom of their hearts.
Just like back then, when he faced all kinds of difficulties from the court, tried his best to mediate from them, and won a respite for himself and Qingran, when he was alone, all he thought of was to ask for help from this person.
He remembered that Qingran was slapped by the Seven Emperor Brothers, and his porcelain doll-like face was swollen like a steamed bun. And the grandmother who took care of their two brothers in Qingping Palace repeatedly warned them not to provoke the Seven Princes again.
Qingran was still stupidly asking her why, but Mama didn't answer him, just shook her head and sighed.
Although Mama didn't say it, he, Ye Qingyu, knew the reason. Ye Chenjun, the son of the seventh prince, is not only favored by his father, but also has a grandfather who was named the king of Zhennan. Compared with the two of them, who have no mother and no family, they are naturally different.
He didn't know where he got the courage to go out of the imperial city alone and knock on the gate of the Han Wangfu. He said to the gentle man, "Would you like to be our stranger and help us become kings?"
How Ye Han responded to him at that time, Ye Qingyu couldn't remember clearly, he only knew that from then on, Ye Han had been completely tied to the two of them.
Ye Han looked at the opposite side holding the teacup in his hand, but he didn't put the tea in his mouth for a long time Ye Qingyu, he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, obviously this Eighth Highness was distracted again unconsciously.
Just when he wanted to get up, his eyes fell on Ye Qingyu's face, but his expression suddenly froze.
Outsiders say that King Han has no last resort and plans to secure the world, but in fact, Ye Han is actually not good at calculation, and the layout is not meticulous.
The reason why he gives people a sense of magic and trickery is because he can always anticipate the enemy's opportunities whenever he is arranged, so he will give people a sense of mystery of an unpredictable prophet.
In fact, in the final analysis, it was because of his old profession in his previous life.
Although in this world, the image of Zhou Tian's stars is different from the previous life, and the technique of stargazing and divination is difficult to use, but it has no effect on other physiognomy techniques.
After he was reborn in this world, he never dared to expose his physiognomy to the outside world, after all, this kind of calculation method has never appeared in this world, if it is spread, it is still a trivial matter to attract people to covet, and if the identity of the traverser is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable.
However, although he is not exposed, this arithmetic is often used.
In a person's life, everything he says, knows, and does is manifested in the 12 signs of physiognomy. The terrible thing about the physiognomy is that he can deduce his past, present and future by virtue of a person's face.
Even many unspoken anecdotes and secrets, these people can calculate a lot. It can be said that in front of them, there are no secrets at all.
It is not so much that Ye Han is the first to anticipate the enemy, but that he already knows the calculations of those people, so he can naturally enter the game and break the game.
Ye Han relied on these at the beginning, so that when he was on his mission to various dynasties, he was able to maneuver between the nobles of all parties and retreat.
It's just that the six princes live in a simple place, and rarely meet Ye Han, if not, how can he be calculated by that person.
And just now, he saw that above the Palace of Doom between the eyes of the Eighth Emperor Ye Qingyu, a black aura suddenly extended out of thin air, almost obscuring half of his aura above the Palace of Doom.
Ye Han frowned slightly. The palace of misfortune, the Lord is healthy, and the four bodies are healthy. There is a black aura in the palace of ill and misfortune, which makes the divine light not visible, and it is generally the face of people who have not recovered for a long time or are terminally ill.
In this world where martial arts prevail, almost everyone has some cultivation, the so-called disease calamity, the impact of this world is very small, if there is a gray shroud in the palace of ill spirit, it is mostly injured by the hands of demon beasts.
And the eighth prince has a cautious personality, he doesn't often go out of the palace, and there are so many masters in the court, Ye Han really can't imagine that anyone can hurt him, and let this black qi be so thick.