"Thereâs no water flow here, the carriage fell down and remained in its place, and there are no signs of dragging. I suspect that the person might have been taken away, otherwise, alive or dead, they should be here."
Mu Shaoling saw that Yang Chuxiaâs expression was somewhat frenzied, and quickly explained, "If someone took them away, it means we should extend the search outward. Xiaxia, donât be too sad. If someone took them, it means the child is fine; otherwise, they wouldnât take a..." dead body!
Who would be idle enough to carry a dead body back? Just look at Prince Le and Yang Dongxue. They werenât taken, indicating theyâre dead beyond saving.
But Yangyang was taken, which means thereâs still hope for Yangyang.
"Right, youâre right!"
Despite her inner sorrow, Yang Chuxiaâs mind didnât stop thinking.
If they were truly dead, there shouldnât be no body found in the carriage. If alive and not taken, they should still be here.
Yang Chuxia observed the surroundings, and upon closer inspection found the cliff a bit strange â too quiet, without birds, not many plants, no streams, nothing, so quiet it was unnerving.
Looking at the other side of the cliff, it seemed as if a mountain was split in half, creating this narrow gap.
"Let some people go around and see, check if anyone lives above."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ziâan waved to the people around him, including Ye Yi.
"Xiaxia, letâs go up first. Weâll post notices. If someone took Yangyang, they should bring him back upon seeing the notice."
Yang Chuxia nodded, but was pondering who shot those two arrows.
Her gaze swept across the corpses of Prince Le and Yang Dongxue, and she added, "Go back and confirm if it really is them."
After climbing up from the bottom of the cliff, Baili Yan hadnât left yet. Upon seeing them come up, he quickly asked, "How did it go?"
"Prince Le is dead, and Yangyang is missing."
Seeing Ye Ziâan and Yang Chuxia remaining silent, Mu Shaoling responded.
"Dead? Confirmed?" Baili Yanâs expression was slightly dim, but the joy in his eyes couldnât be hidden.
"It should be him," Mu Shaoling replied, "Thereâs also an arrow in his body."
After all, it was his brother who died, so Baili Yan didnât say much.
"What about Yangyang? Why is he missing?"
"We didnât find anyone in the carriage."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia suddenly turned and glared at Baili Yan, "Were those two arrows shot on your orders?"
Yang Chuxiaâs gaze was too sharp, too forceful, making Prince Zhuang instinctively step back two paces.
He then retorted, "What nonsense are you saying?"
"Hmph! Youâd better hope Iâm talking nonsense! If you really shot those arrows, donât blame me for being rude."
"You!" Baili Yan, aggravated, flicked his sleeves and said, "Iâll just assume youâre upset and talking nonsense."
The corpses of Prince Le and Yang Dongxue were taken back, but Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziâan remained, continuing the search, yet after four days, no news at all.
The Capital City was plastered with notices from Prince Anâs Mansion.
Some people did bring children to the door, but it was immediately obvious they werenât the right ones.
"Who do you think took Yangyang? Logically, the cliff isnât far from the Capital City, if it were locals, they should have seen the notice."
"No matter who it is, Iâm temporarily grateful, at least my son should still be alive." Ye Ziâan closed his eyes and continued, "Iâve already sent for Lele to be brought back, and as for the two little ones, let Qingrui bring them back to Funan."