Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 618 - 617: There’s Definitely Something Wrong with This Face

Chapter 618: Chapter 617: There’s Definitely Something Wrong with This Face

"I don’t know what you’re talking about," Xiaoyao said coldly, her gaze on Chu Qianli unwavering.

It seemed that she wasn’t frightened by her at all.

Chu Qianli was increasingly convinced that the girl before her was indeed no simple character.

Who was she exactly?

Chu Qianli had known Ye Qingying for so many years and had never seen a woman by his side. When did he pick up this girl?

Qing Mei and Hongchou came out from the inside at this moment, with Hongchou shaking her head, "None."

"But there’s a medicinal smell everywhere in this bedroom," said Qing Mei, who was particularly sensitive to poison. She frowned and added, "Your Majesty, it’s medicine for detoxification."

Medicine for detoxification?

So, this damned girl, was she really the one who had been hiding Fu Ning?

Chu Qianli didn’t want to waste words with her, her expression turning ugly in an instant, "Where is Fu Ning, exactly?"

"I don’t know," Xiaoyao kept a calm face. "As for any detoxification medicine, I haven’t used any. Just now, I was treating Fu Long, Your Majesty. Please, if your people don’t understand medicinal scents, don’t speak without thinking."

"Is it that you mistook the scent of golden sore medicine for detoxification medicine?" she scoffed.

Chu Qianli looked at Qing Mei.

Qing Mei nodded gravely.

It was indeed detoxification medicine. Although the scent was faint, she could still detect it.

Moreover, there was a putrid smell in this bedroom; likely someone who had been severely poisoned had stayed here.

Chu Qianli walked toward the inner hall.

Being a famous healer herself, she would know just by smelling.

Xiaoyao, subconsciously, moved towards the door as she entered.

These people did not seem easy to fool.

Better to leave first!

But unexpectedly, before she could take a step, the cold command of Chu Qianli came from inside the inner hall: "Take her away!"

Without Prince Xuan, not a single guard in Wuzhou Garden dared to stop Chu Qianli.

So, when Xiaoyao was taken away by Qing Mei and Hongchou, the guards merely looked on anxiously, not daring to intervene.

Chu Qianli took Xiaoyao back and locked her in the firewood shed.

Qing Mei and Hongchou personally tied her to the wooden frame.

Xiaoyao glared at Chu Qianli but didn’t speak.

Chu Qianli was also staring at her, not expecting the girl’s martial arts skills to be so good, yet it seemed like she didn’t quite remember her moves?

It was only with a burst of inner strength that she held her own against Qing Mei and Hongchou.

"Who exactly are you? Is Ye Qingying your master?"

But these sword moves lacked spirit though they had form, indicating that she hadn’t learned them for long.

She had seen Ye Qingying use his techniques, swift, precise, fierce, and brutal.

Xiaoyao’s moves were clearly lacking murderous intent.

"How long have you been with Ye Qingying?"

Xiaoyao still didn’t speak. It wasn’t that her martial arts were inferior to theirs, but she kept feeling as if she couldn’t recall her own techniques.

There were many moves in her mind, yet when she tried to use them, they felt clumsy and constrained.

Even she didn’t know why.

Perhaps it was because she had amnesia, unable to remember things, and she feared she had learned quite a few martial arts in the past.

Too many martial arts techniques to recall, and she couldn’t remember how many different styles there were.

The more she thought, the less she could pull them off.

Unwittingly, she was caught out by Hongchou, who locked her elbow joint.

Now her shoulder was still faintly painful; fortunately, it was only the acupoints that were sealed, and her meridians had not been damaged.

Chu Qianli stepped forward, closing in on her: "Who exactly are you? What is your relationship with Ye Qingying? When did he bring you to his side?"

"I don’t know who you are talking about."

"The sword moves you just used are Ye Qingying’s. Do you still want to deny it?"

Chu Qianli stared intently at her face, always feeling something odd about it.

Her skin was clearly good, radiant and translucent, so why was her face sallow?

Why was the color of her face so vastly different from that of her body?