Born to be King [Quick Transmigration]

The harem of the Yuan Dynasty was recognized as the cleanest and most well-managed harem.

After the death of the first queen, the beauties in the palace came from all corners of the country, competing for beauty.But it's amazing that there has never been any scandal of concubines fighting in such a harem, and no outsiders have heard of any concubine's unscrupulous actions to disturb the emperor's heart and court——

In short, in private, the courtiers felt that the king of the Yuan Kingdom was quite blessed.

In the harem of the Yuan Dynasty.

A beautiful-looking woman stared at the figure of King Yuan who was leaving, but her expression was not that of a little girl's coquettishness, but rather a nausea that wanted to vomit.

"Disgusting..." The woman used her fingernails to draw a shallow mark on the palm of her hand, with forbearance on her face.

"Qinglian, why do you think Ben Gong wants to kill people when he sees this dilapidated thing? He wants to tear his body into pieces, drag out all his intestines, and use it to light a sky lantern!"

Facing her personal maid, she said such bloody words without hesitation.

The imperial concubine Wen Yue had a strong resentment surging in her chest, she wanted to kill someone, the master of the harem.He actually dared to kiss her and take her to bed, it was so disgusting that it made her vomit!

How many women's bodies has his hand touched?Exaggerated smile, disgusting body... what right does he have to do these things to her, he is obviously a low-level bastard, but she, she is——

Wen Yue gasped heavily, and her thoughts just now seemed to come to an abrupt stop.Veins popped out of her forehead, and she retched again and again: "Look for someone, I want to know the cause of this hysteria."

Qing Lian possessed her body: "Your Majesty, are you looking for an imperial physician?"

Wen Yue gritted her teeth loudly, her complexion was cloudy, and she said almost without thinking, "What's the use of an imperial doctor? They know the reason for the shit!"

"Go, find a fortune-teller, I want real capable people and strangers." Wen Yue barely suppressed the murderous intent towards King Yuan. False expression.

Wen Yue went to the side hall and met Gu Yunting, the only sister of King Yuan.Gu Yunting has a quiet temperament, after seeing Wen Yue, he poured tea obediently, Wen Yue held her hand to exchange pleasantries, but occasionally there was a trace of hostility and publicity in his eyes.

She had to win over Gu Yunting.But Wen Yue couldn't remember why she thought so.

in prison.

Ding Zheng looked sluggish, and was tortured on the verge of collapse.During the interrogation, he inevitably confided a little about care.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and swallowed the next words abruptly, and the people in front of him probably didn't notice... It's okay.

Ding Zheng lowered his head, but he was not as desperate as the other prisoners who came here. He had a chance to go out without loss.But if he confides about the young master, the young master will be mistaken for a smuggler and hunted down.

It would be fine if the young master was safe and sound, but if he fell ill and died during the wrong pursuit...

Ding Zheng shivered for a moment and thought, sooner or later he will be fished out by Shun Teng, and in the end, let alone let others accept his kindness, I am afraid that it will be difficult to ask for death.

Ding Zheng thought he had concealed it, but he didn't know that his intermittent words and eyes fell into the eyes of the person in charge of the torture.

This person, Chen Linzhi, stroked his hat, and instead of continuing to torture Ding Zheng, he sent someone to investigate the matter, and the findings were quickly handed over to him.

Ding Zheng got care from a certain channel, and it finally fell into Luo Zhifeng's hands. Chen Linzhi did not hide the fact that he slowly uttered a few sentences from Ding Zheng's mouth, and outlined the situation through this vague expression. Out of the general context of what happened——

At this time, Chen Linzhi felt quite amusing.Before looking for Ding Zheng, Luo Zhifeng, who looked like a sick and weak son, never stayed by Ding Zheng's side.

How did he know about the photo in Ding Zheng's hands, and no one else had contact with Luo Zhifeng?

As for the identity of Luo Zhifeng that Ding Zheng was trying his best to conceal, Chen Linzhi found it a little funny. He knew the faces of several young masters in the capital, but Luo Zhifeng was not among them.

After thinking about it carefully, Chen Linzhi probably knew Luo Zhifeng's identity.

He should be a weak young man who has been in contact with those blond foreigners, and he is also a fortune teller with the ability to predict and understand people's hearts.

After foreseeing that Ding Zheng would "steal" the care of someone with similar identities to him, Luo Zhifeng used the name of the one in the capital to give Ding Zheng a small warning.

The small rubies hanging from the corners of Luo Zhifeng's clothes and some dangling Western-style gold ornaments can be used as supporting evidence of his identity.

And... Chen Linzhi's eyes showed a trace of exploration and longing for Luo Zhifeng, a mysterious fortune teller.

This fortune teller was like a gust of wind, coming and going without a trace, even the deceived Ding Zheng could only falter and haw some common features in him, and he didn't know anything else.

Even the people around Chen Linzhi had to dig three feet to find any traces of Luo Zhifeng and confirm his identity.

Before that, Chen Linzhi sneered at the trend of physiognomists rising up in Liang Guo, thinking that those physiognomists were nothing but idiots and magic sticks who had the guts to deceive the king.

However, Chen Linzhi never expected that among the fortune-tellers whom he thought to be liars, there were actually people with real skills!

The weakness revealed by Luo Zhifeng is also better explained. He must have suffered from five disadvantages and three deficiencies, revealing too much of God's will, so he suffered backlash and coughed up blood constantly.

After Chen Linzhi confirmed Luo Zhifeng's "identity", he couldn't help but start thinking—has he learned any immortal technique?Will it have the ability to prolong life?In this way, the reclusive physiognomist suddenly appeared in the Yuan Kingdom. Could it be... Could it be that he foresaw the existence of a heaven-sent person in the Yuan Kingdom?

When thinking of the last possibility, Chen Linzhi gasped heavily, his heart was beating wildly, and even his eyes were cloudy.

Longevity, fate, these are all temptations that no one can resist!He must not let go of this opportunity!

Chen Linzhi's eyes flickered a few times, and he whispered to the person next to his ear: "Find out where that physiognomy master is staying, and tell him...Wen Yue, Concubine Wen Gui, please see me. As for that Ding Zheng? Continue to be imprisoned." , let him dream of becoming a great success."

"Ah... isn't that cousin of mine depressed recently, and even a hospital doctor can't find out what's wrong with her? I think she needs a capable physiognomist." His voice faltered, and he said to himself.

Chen Linzhi wanted to use Wen Yue's identity to win over Luo Zhifeng first, and his cousin would not object to bringing such a person into the circle.

Chen Linzhi raised his eyes to the sky, with excitement in his eyes - Ding Zheng was afraid that he would not have imagined that the one who tortured him was not a small fish or shrimp, but a noble man who came here to experience it on a whim.

And Chen Linzhi's identity is the relative and cousin of Concubine Wen Gui of Yuan Kingdom.

It was such a seemingly coincidental coincidence that Luo Zhifeng not only got his identity card from Ding Zheng, but Ding Zheng who was caught was also "coincidentally" tortured by Chen Linzhi, a "big man" in his spare time, and asked Chen Linzhi to follow him Hearing the news about Luo Zhifeng from his mouth, he took the initiative to weave an identity for Luo Zhifeng without mistakes——

After that, Chen Linzhi had the idea of ​​actively recommending Luo Zhifeng.

One link after another, which made Luo Zhifeng seem to be blessed by heaven.But after peeling off the cocoon, you will be alert to the horror of such a "coincidence".

If there are bystanders watching this rather dramatic development, I'm afraid they can't help but ask - is all this really just a coincidence?

The people under Chen Linzhi were very smart, and they also knew the master's cautious tone, and they didn't dare to neglect the distinguished guest who was going to look for them.But such a slow search does not know how long it will take, and it is too rigid, which adds a lot of difficulty to this matter.

Just when they couldn't find Luo Zhifeng for a long time and were at a loss for what to do, this young man's physicist appeared in front of them at such a good time.

Luo Zhifeng's black and white eyes, with ink-stained eyes, just looked at them directly without any pause.

Half of his cheeks were exposed under the bamboo hat, and his gaze gave these subordinates a nameless sense of awe, which seemed to come from an illusory intuition.

The subordinates couldn't help trembling. Looking at each other, they realized that Luo Zhifeng knew that they were looking for him, and he appeared in front of himself and others on his own initiative.

What kind of photographer would have such a skill?

It's as if...you can see through people's hearts.

After a short silence, they quickly picked up the things to do, and invited: "The imperial concubine wants to talk to the husband."

"Oh?" They heard the mysterious and unpredictable physiognomist smile, and in a blink of an eye, he coughed up a few red plums while covering his lips. He really looked weak, but what he said made people feel tight, " Is it the invitation of the imperial concubine or your master?"

The subordinate was silent, looking at each other in a panic.

They heard the gentleman's reassuring tone and smiled again: "It's just a casual talk... It doesn't make much difference who invites you. Since the imperial concubine invited you, then go."

Luo Zhifeng's tone was light and ethereal, as weak as his voice, but it hit the bottom of people's hearts with a thousand weight.

After welcoming Luo Zhifeng into the carriage, the young man who was at the front remembered what Chen Linzhi wanted to explore, and asked actively and respectfully, "I wonder if I could ask, what is your master good at?"

The incense in the carriage lingers, covering every object around with a hazy veil, as if creating a charming dream.

Luo Zhifeng's voice sounded a little unreal to these people's ears, like a dream.

These subordinates thought that Luo Zhifeng would talk about fate, so that he could continue the conversation.But what he didn't expect was that Luo Zhifeng threw out an answer that he didn't expect much.

"Some overseas insights."