The ugly queen wants to divorce her husband

Ye Yongan boldly found the knotted place where the cloth could not be pulled apart with one hand, so she used her hands and mouth together. After several attempts, she was finally able to untie it.

Carefully opening the strip of cloth, you can already see the white fish skin before it reaches the material where the original scar is. There are no fish scales on it and there are no deep lines on ordinary fish, but just because it's not deep doesn't mean there aren't any. There were no traces of stitching. Ye Yongan thought it was just a layer of fish skin applied directly on top.

After unwrapping some cloth strips, Ye Yongan saw faint red blood stains. She was afraid that it would bleed or the fish skin would fall out, so she did not dare to move. After retying the cloth strips, Ye Yongan sat back on the bed, but what happened? Neither could sleep.

After having breakfast delivered by his mother-in-law the next morning, Ye Yongan asked his mute mother-in-law to take her to the high priest.

The high priest sat under the peach blossom tree again and drank tea. Ye Yongan felt that this person was really laid-back, as if he had never seen her do anything serious. It was not that the high priest had higher power than the emperor in Fufeng Kingdom. Ye Yongan has never seen anyone in a high position who can live as leisurely as the woman in front of him.

"Does the wound hurt?"

The high priest took the initiative to ask Ye Yongan.

"A little."

"Since it doesn't hurt, why did you come to me? Don't you hate me very much?"

Ye Yongan gritted his molars and said, "How could it be possible? High Priest, I'm afraid you may have misunderstood. I came to you just to ask when it will get better and what it will be like after I get better."

The high priest took a sip of tea casually, rested his head on his hands and leaned back on the couch.

"It will take a month or two. After it heals, the skin will be the same as an egg with a glass shell. Believe it or not."

Thinking that it was fish skin, Ye Yongan didn't believe it. Shaked his head.

"I might believe pigskin or sheepskin, but you used fish skin because of the texture on it..."

The high priest laughed.

"Don't you think that fish skin is the skin from now on? You want to be a fish, but you can't!"

"Then tell me what's going on. It's all my fault. I have the right to know."

"Right to know?"

The high priest savored the word carefully.

"Are you... someone who has always lived in this world?"

"Then do you think I'm dead now?"

Ye Yongan said angrily.

After saying that, Ye Yongan came to his senses. Could it be that what the high priest just said was a suspicion that she was not from this world? Ye Yongan thought about it and thought it was impossible, so he didn't think more about it.

The high priest stared at Ye Yongan for a long time, making Ye Yongan feel uncomfortable.

"Stop staring at me all the time, and tell me honestly if I will become like a monster."

"Okay, I can tell you, but in exchange you have to tell me honestly whether you are not from this world."

Ye Yongan's heart skipped a beat. He had traveled through time without showing any clues. He didn't know why he was suspected by the high priest.

"Did you say that you lost your memory before? I have read many novels with such plot descriptions in the past."

Ye Yongan's head suddenly exploded. What she just said was a novel. In this era, it should be called a storybook. Could she be wearing it too?

Seeing Ye Yongan's look of being struck by lightning, the high priest felt that he had guessed it well, and she asked tentatively: "How long have you been here?"

"A few months."

Ye Yongan had not yet recovered from the shock and suspicion, so she naturally told the truth when asked. When she realized that she actually told the truth, she really wanted to slap herself.

The high priest suddenly sat up and whispered in Ye Yongan's ear: "If I told you that I came here from another place like you, would you believe it?"

Ye Yongan felt like he was struck by lightning again. Could it be possible to form a group through time travel?

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand. I don't know where you are from. It took me more than two months to come to your Fufeng Road from Dayu Country. I will generally say a few months, so Isn’t it okay?”

The high priest lay back on the rocking chair and said to Ye Yongan: "Why are you nervous? Are you lying? I know what you are afraid of, so I will confess to you first. I have traveled through time. I have just traveled through time." It’s also a memory loss joke that I use sometimes.”

Ye Yongan covered his mouth and opened his eyes wide.

"Don't look like that. You can wear it, but others can't? It can only be said that we are destined. I have been here for almost 20 years, and I never thought that I would meet a time traveler like me."

"What do you want to do to me? Kill me?"

Ye Yongan took a few steps back and stared at the high priest warily. She had not forgotten that the high priest had performed Qing Kung in front of her. She knew martial arts but she did not.

"Haha, it seems that you have read a lot of novels. You are not my enemy. Look at your weakling appearance. Do you think you can pose any threat to me?"