Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 697 - 696 At Least, It’s Not So Desperate

Chapter 697: Chapter 696 At Least, It’s Not So Desperate

"But why didn’t Yu Linglong completely kill Xiaoyao when she saw her?" Leng Ji still felt it was unlikely.

"What if even she herself does not know that Xiaoyao is actually Ali!"

Fu Ning truly believed that Xiaoyao was Ali!

"Yu Linglong was a disciple of Mr. Wu Chenzi. Regarding the forbidden technique of face-swapping, Mr. Wu Chenzi must have mastered it. As long as we find him, we can determine if Xiaoyao’s face has been tampered with."

The more Fu Ning thought about it, the more she felt it was possible.

As long as they found Mr. Wu Chenzi, they could confirm whether Xiaoyao was indeed Ali or not!

"Prince..." Leng Ji looked at her, hesitant to speak.

But Fu Ning had already made up her mind, "I will go find Mr. Wu Chenzi! Only Mr. Wu Chenzi can discern the truth!"

"Miss Fu!" Seeing that she really intended to leave, Leng Ji urgently said, "Miss Fu, Prince... The Prince left to search for Mr. Wu Chenzi."

"What? You have already thought of this?"

Fu Ning was somewhat overjoyed, "So that means, the Prince has also long suspected that Xiaoyao could really be Ali!"

"What use is suspicion?" Leng Ji said with a helpless expression.

"I want to help the Prince; I can’t just wait here doing nothing!"

Fu Ning’s body might not have fully recovered, but that didn’t hinder her from taking care of affairs outside.

She had already rested enough over these past few days.

On one hand, her elder brother went to look for Long Ziyue to investigate who Ali might have seen the night she had returned.

On the other hand, she would help the Prince find Mr. Wu Chenzi, hoping Mr. Wu Chenzi could discern Xiaoyao’s identity.

Lastly, there was one more thing: to continue investigating who Yu Linglong had been in contact with. Perhaps that could lead to news of Ali.

"Leng Ji, we must bring Xiaoyao back. Whether she is Ali or not, she is a good girl and we must protect her!"

Fu Ning left.

Leng Ji was a bit troubled.

He also wanted to bring Xiaoyao back. Couldn’t you see that in these past two days without Xiaoyao, the Prince had almost turned into a walking corpse?

Yet, despite almost turning the Imperial City upside down, Xiaoyao’s whereabouts remained unknown.

Where were she and Jian Wuying now?

...

Xiaoyao and Jian Wuying had indeed left the Imperial City but hadn’t gone far.

They stayed in a small village by the sea just outside the Imperial City.

Why they didn’t immediately leave the Imperial City far behind, Xiaoyao didn’t know.

And for some reason, she didn’t feel like asking.

It was quite nice here, not too far from the Imperial City.

The feeling of despair wasn’t as profound.

Surprisingly, her mood was somewhat better.

At least, they were not utterly far away.

"Master, I caught these fish myself, take a look."

At dusk, Xiaoyao came back carrying a basket full of fish.

At this time, the fishermen no longer went out to sea. If anyone wanted something to eat, they would catch some seafood near the shore or in shallow waters.

The villagers didn’t fancy seafood; they were tired of it from having it so often, but Xiaoyao liked it.

Ye Qingying had never had any particular requirements for food, but seeing her return barefoot, his face couldn’t help but darken.

"In the middle of winter, doing this is harmful to your health!"

He quickly took the basket from her hands.

"Quick, go change into dry clothes, soak your feet in hot water, and put on socks and shoes."

"Okay." Xiaoyao patted her hands and turned to walk away.

Ye Qingying, carrying the basket, entered the kitchen.

This was a small civilian house they had temporarily rented. Although somewhat dilapidated, Ye Qingying had cleaned it very thoroughly.

Having lived there for a couple of days, it could be considered comfortable.

But as soon as Ye Qingying entered the kitchen, his eyes immediately darkened, fixed on the somewhat rundown window of the kitchen!

"Who’s there? Come out!"