CHAPTER 2000: CHAPTER 2002: NOWHERE TO BE FOUND

"There’s 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 Chuxia’s expression was somewhat frenzied, and quickly explained, "If someone took them away, it means we should extend the search outward. Xiaxia, don’t be too sad. If someone took them, it means the child is fine; otherwise, they wouldn’t take a..." dead body!

Who would be idle enough to carry a dead body back? Just look at Prince Le and Yang Dongxue. They weren’t taken, indicating they’re dead beyond saving.

But Yangyang was taken, which means there’s still hope for Yangyang.

"Right, you’re right!"

Despite her inner sorrow, Yang Chuxia’s mind didn’t stop thinking.

If they were truly dead, there shouldn’t 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 — 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 Zi’an waved to the people around him, including Ye Yi.

"Xiaxia, let’s go up first. We’ll 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 hadn’t left yet. Upon seeing them come up, he quickly asked, "How did it go?"

"Prince Le is dead, and Yangyang is missing."

Seeing Ye Zi’an and Yang Chuxia remaining silent, Mu Shaoling responded.

"Dead? Confirmed?" Baili Yan’s expression was slightly dim, but the joy in his eyes couldn’t be hidden.

"It should be him," Mu Shaoling replied, "There’s also an arrow in his body."

After all, it was his brother who died, so Baili Yan didn’t say much.

"What about Yangyang? Why is he missing?"

"We didn’t 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 Chuxia’s gaze was too sharp, too forceful, making Prince Zhuang instinctively step back two paces.

He then retorted, "What nonsense are you saying?"

"Hmph! You’d better hope I’m talking nonsense! If you really shot those arrows, don’t blame me for being rude."

"You!" Baili Yan, aggravated, flicked his sleeves and said, "I’ll just assume you’re upset and talking nonsense."

The corpses of Prince Le and Yang Dongxue were taken back, but Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an remained, continuing the search, yet after four days, no news at all.

The Capital City was plastered with notices from Prince An’s Mansion.

Some people did bring children to the door, but it was immediately obvious they weren’t the right ones.

"Who do you think took Yangyang? Logically, the cliff isn’t far from the Capital City, if it were locals, they should have seen the notice."

"No matter who it is, I’m temporarily grateful, at least my son should still be alive." Ye Zi’an closed his eyes and continued, "I’ve already sent for Lele to be brought back, and as for the two little ones, let Qingrui bring them back to Funan."