Qin Ziyuan, who had just kept his mouth shut and did not dare to speak again, now saw the woman who had just come out, screamed in surprise, and widened his eyes in disbelief.
Another her, exactly the same as her?
This...this...where did this come from?
It feels like I'm looking in the mirror.
At this time, the woman who had just come out raised her head and roared at Ziyu: "Qin Ziyu? How dare you, a vicious woman like you, to appear here? Qin Ziyu, please let me out. You vicious woman, please let me out."
I'm going out." On the other hand, Qin Ziyuan was struggling to rush towards Ziyu just like when he came out.
Exactly the same as Qin Ziyuan's words, expressions, and movements when he came in just now.
This, are you trying to impersonate Qin Ziyuan?
Qin Ziyuan was shocked and screamed: "She is not me, she is not me, she is fake, she is fake."
Beiming Changfeng turned to look at Ziyu: "What do you think?"
At this time, the shock in Ziyu's eyes had completely subsided, and a trace of curiosity appeared on his face. He pointed at the woman who came in behind without hesitation and said: "This is fake."
"Oh?" Beiming Changfeng raised his voice at the end.
Ziyu smiled coldly, turned around, pinched Qin Ziyuan's chin, and raised Qin Ziyuan's face; "Ziyuan's resentment towards me is clearly exposed from this face and eyes. He wants to eat my flesh and drink my blood." He said.
After that, he turned to look at the other Qin Ziyuan: "It's harder to paint a tiger's skin than its bones. There is no deep-seated hatred for me in her eyes."
Therefore, it is extremely easy for her to distinguish between real and fake Qin Ziyuan.
Beiming Changfeng nodded when he heard the words. No wonder Ziyu recognized the authenticity without hesitation: "But besides you and her mother, who else can see her flaws." His words were very spontaneous.
Ziyu listened to Beiming Changfeng's words and did not answer immediately. Instead, he walked up to the woman, raised her chin and looked carefully.
The woman didn't resist and allowed Ziyu to take a closer look.
"It's disguise, I guess, although I can't tell that there was any manipulation there." After taking a closer look, Ziyu turned back to look at Beiming Changfeng.
She was interested in disguise and had learned a lot about it, but the one in front of her was so perfect. Although she knew she was a fake Zi Yuan, she couldn't find any flaws. It was really amazing.
"But it is indeed possible to deceive outsiders. What are you planning to do?" When a fake Qin Ziyuan comes out, what is Beiming Changfeng going to do?
"You...you...what are you going to do with me? No, fake me, what are you going to do..." Qin Ziyuan also realized it at this time, and suddenly looked at Ziyu and Ziyu with wide eyes full of fear and resentment.
There is a long wind in the north.
Beiming Changfeng ignored her at all, looked at Ziyu and smiled coldly: "Don't he, King Lingnan, want to get you, then I will give him one."
Send a fake Qin Ziyuan to King Lingnan?
Li Daitao is stiff?
Ziyu's eyes rolled slightly: "What do you mean..."
Beiming Changfeng glanced at the woman disguised as Qin Ziyuan: "The dead prisoner has been planted with poison all over his body."
Beiming Changfeng didn't finish what he said about sending Qin Ziyuan dressed as a death row prisoner with poison in his body to King Lingnan, but the meaning...
Ziyu understands.
"Okay." Ziyu clapped his hands fiercely and said with a smile: "You can catch them all in one go. You are so ruthless."
The Lingnan royal family is not trying every possible means to capture them and go to Lingnan. Now, I will give you a highly poisonous one, whether you are like a pearl or a treasure, or you want to slice it for study.