Chapter 9: The Nine Emperors
Half an hour later, Ye Yuhan entered the palace.
Because the Nine Emperors are still minors, they have not yet been crowned kings and live in the palace.
Ye Yuhan's understanding of the Nine Emperor Princes only stayed in the rumors in the market, these were all learned from the maids that she lived in Yiyuan, so she didn't know exactly where the Nine Emperor Princes lived!
"Don't scream, or I'll kill you!"
Ye Yuhan grabbed a eunuch casually and grabbed his neck with one hand.
The eunuch trembled with fright and nodded his head again and again.
"Take me to the Nine Emperors!"
As soon as he heard that Ye Yuhan was looking for the Nine Emperors, the eunuch shook his head again and again.
The Nine Emperor Princes are the key protection objects of the Imperial Palace, and he cannot let the Nine Emperor Princes fall into any danger.
"Don't talk nonsense, lead the way!"
The eunuch cowered and showed the way, and soon arrived at the Moqi Palace, which looked like a castle from a distance, and there was nothing around that could affect it.
It is enough to see the emperor's love for him.
Ye Yuhan let go of the eunuch's neck, but he didn't worry that he would scream, so he directly knocked the person unconscious.
The Moqi Palace was shrouded in darkness, and the entire palace seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Night Yuhan slipped in silently.
But as soon as she approached the courtyard, countless hidden weapons flew out of the shadows.
Night Rain's heart sank, and immediately recited the incantation, and countless branches grew out and quickly wrapped her.
The hidden weapon hits the branches of the tree and makes a clanging sound!
After a while, the sound outside stopped, and the branches that wrapped the night rain and cold retreated silently.
Syllable!
At this time, in the dark courtyard, the lights suddenly turned on.
The bright courtyard is like daytime.
"Who is here, who dares to trespass on the courtyard of this prince."
Suddenly, a childish voice came, attracting the attention of Ye Yuhan.
I saw a figure of about one meter standing at the gate, dressed luxuriously, with a wrinkled face, and a trace of majesty on his body.
After Ye Yuhan saw the figure clearly, he couldn't help frowning, and secretly wondered in his heart, could this be the Nine Emperor Princes?
Didn't you say thirteen or fourteen? Why is that the height of an eight- or nine-year-old child the same?
Let him teach her how to refine medicine? All right?
Noticing the strangeness in Ye Yuhan's eyes, Qi Moyi's face became more and more ugly, and his little hands were clenched into fists.
Damn woman, not to mention breaking into his bedroom at night, dared to look at him with such eyes!
"What do you see? I don't bow when I see this prince! ”
After doing mental construction for a while, Ye Yuhan finally accepted the reality and thought of his intention. couldn't help but remove all the expressions on his face, and said, "Nine Emperor Princes, I came to you to teach me how to refine medicine!" ”
As soon as he heard that she was asking for help, Qi Moyi suddenly became arrogant.
"The skills of this prince are not passed on!"
When he finished speaking, he turned and left.
The open door seemed to invite the night rain and cold to enter the door.
Ye Yuhan followed.
In the spacious hall, everything was neatly arranged, and there was no one to serve.
The night rain swept around, but his eyes fell on Qi Moyi's body again.
Although he is not very old, his face is quite marked, and he is still somewhat similar to the third prince, and it is not difficult to imagine that he will also be a troubled character when he grows up.
"Ugly bastard, what are you staring at this prince?"
Qi Moyi was a little embarrassed by the night rain and cold, and said unhappily.
Hearing someone say that she was ugly, Ye Yuhan immediately sank his face and glared at Qi Moyi fiercely, his eyes were full of warnings.
Qi Moyi knew that he was at a loss, so he took the initiative to talk: "Actually, your face can still be saved, as long as this prince refines the Huanyan Pill, after you take it, you will be able to recover as before!" But who hates you so much that you poisoned your face, tsk, it seems that you are also very annoying! ”
Hearing Qi Moyi talking to himself, Ye Yuhan didn't bother to ink with him, and directly threw out the mask of the man in black, and said coldly: "It's this person who asked me to come to you, I will participate in the medicine refining ceremony in three days, and I will take the first place!" ”
Seeing the black mask thrown out by Ye Yuhan, Qi Moyi's words stopped abruptly, staring at Ye Yuhan with an incredible face, holding the mask in both hands, holding it in his hand, but his mood could not calm down.
This...... Isn't this the mask of the Six Emperor Uncles? How could it be in her hands?
"You said six...... The owner of the mask asked you to come to me? What can be proven? ”
Qi Moyi still didn't believe it!
Ye Yuhan rolled his eyes: "Isn't the mask the best proof?" Could it be that this man is a liar? ”
"You're not allowed to say that!"
As soon as he heard Ye Yuhan say that the owner of the mask was not, Qi Moyi immediately sank his face.
Seeing this, Ye Yuhan stopped talking.
And Qi Moyi didn't talk nonsense, handed the mask to Ye Yuhan again, and began to explain some of the most basic common sense of alchemy.
Alchemists are also divided into seven levels, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, according to color, among which the purple rank is the most powerful alchemist. The pills that were refined were also high-grade pills.
The general level of the alchemists of the Blue Feather Country is only at the Green Rank.
As he spoke, Qi Moyi flicked his fingers, and a cluster of lilac flames burned in his fingertips.
Ye Yuhan showed a look of surprise.
Qi Moyi explained in a timely manner: "This is the practice of the alchemist, the open flame synthesized with gas, used to refine the elixir, as the rank rises, the flame will also change color, and the lowest of them is the red flame, which is similar to the fire burning by the object, but the lowest level!" ”
"You try, I'll see what color of open flame you can make!"
Qi Moyi withdrew his fingers and looked up at Ye Yuhan.
When it came to refining medicine, Qi Moyi's expression was serious, and his little face was stiff, full of the appearance of a little adult.
can let her use qi to synthesize, Ye Yuhan suddenly made a difficulty, she can't do it at all.
Brush!
Night Rain Chill drove the spell, a tiny twig, wrapped around her fingertips. A cluster of red flames burned at her fingertips.
It even makes a sizzling sound.
Accompanied by a burnt smell.
Qi Moyi heard the voice, and smelled the smell wafting in the air, his brows furrowed: "What smell?" ”
Ye Yuhan quickly shook his hand, and the flames on his fingertips disappeared.
And the charred branch also dispersed silently.
Qi Moyi was not surprised by the red flame released by Ye Yuhan, but just sighed faintly: "You are really the lowest-level alchemist, in just three days, you want to compete with those who have worked hard for decades, you are not joking with me?" ”
Ye Yuhan looked casual, and chuckled: "Doesn't that depend on whether you teach well or not!" ”
The corners of Qi Moyi's mouth twitched, and he just wanted to pick and choose.
In three days, let him turn a waste material who can't refine medicine at all into a genius, he really doesn't have this ability, but this person was called by the Sixth Emperor Uncle, and he thought that he was also recognized by the Sixth Emperor Uncle, and it is estimated that he will not be too stupid.
Then he can give it a try!