After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

"Little Li'er? What did you find?" Long Feiye immediately asked curiously when he heard the movement inside.

Qingcheng didn't immediately return to him, but took out the dagger and made a light cut on Mo Yanxin's back. A small porcelain bottle contained the few drops of blood. She took out another vial, dug a piece of ointment and applied it to her wound. After a few breaths, the blood clotted and began to peel.

Qingcheng put her clothes back on again, turned over again, stared at her face for a while, and touched the back of her earmark again.

Immediately began to think, "It's not a disguise... It looks a little like it? Is this a coincidence?"

Qingcheng took out two more pill bottles in her hand, poured one out of each, and stuffed it into her mouth. He patted her cheek with a dagger, "You'd better be an uninformed chess piece, otherwise, anyone who hurts her will die very ugly!" As the words fell, a cold light flashed across his eyes, and in a flash pass away.

Back in the hall, Long Feiye couldn't wait to know, "Little Li'er, how is it? Is there any problem with her identity?"

Yun Haochen immediately pulled her to a chair to sit first, and poured her a cup of tea.

"Li'er, take a rest."

Qingcheng smiled and nodded, "Okay." He took a sip first.

Long Feiye looked at her anxiously, "How is it?"

Yun Haochen glanced at him, "What's the hurry?"

Long Feiye smiled and replied, "Of course I'm in a hurry. After all, she's my cousin, and I still have a marriage contract. If it's a fake, I don't need to marry him?"

Qingcheng looked at him with a smile, "Really? People who don't know, think you have feelings for your cousin in your heart!"

"No, how is that possible? Tell me, what's going on?" Long Feiye hurriedly waved his hand to deny.

Qingcheng nodded, "Let's say it directly, I'm sure this birthmark is real, but this Mo Yanxin is fake."

"What do you mean? Are the birthmarks real? Humans are fake? Isn't the birthmarks on humans?" Long Feiye couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Yun Haochen thought for a while, and then asked: "Li'er means that this birthmark is on the real Mo Yanxin, and then on the fake Mo Yanxin?"

Qingcheng nodded immediately, "Well, that's right."

Long Feiye's eyes suddenly widened a bit, and he couldn't believe it: "What? How to replace human skin? It's not planting trees? There must be scars, right?"

The corner of Qingcheng's mouth evoked a slight smile, "You can't do it, but someone can do it, it's just skin grafting, there's no fuss, but..."

"But what?" Long Feiye immediately asked.

"However, there is no blood transfusion tool in this era, and there is no blood type. Doing such an operation, it is easy to lose too much blood and die..." The coldness in Qingcheng's eyes rose.

There are many question marks in Long Feiye's mind, what blood transfusion tool? And what is the blood type? What does surgery mean? They were all terms he had never heard before, so he couldn't help but feel confused, even Yun Haochen didn't understand it very well.

"Li'er, what do you mean by what you just said?" Yun Haochen asked in confusion.

Qingcheng reacted immediately, they couldn't understand modern vocabulary, and explained quickly: "That is, someone gave two three-year-old children a skin graft treatment. This method is easy to lose too much blood, and if it is serious, it will directly After death, think about it, even if you make a wound on your hand, you will bleed continuously, not to mention gouging out such a big piece of meat!"