"I don't know what you're talking about." Although Chu Qianli's aura was imposing, Xiao Yao merely stared at her coldly.
It seemed she was not intimidated at all.
Chu Qianli increasingly felt that this young girl before her was indeed not simple.
Who exactly was she?
She had known Ye Qingying for so many years and had never seen a woman by his side. When did he pick up this girl?
Qingmei and Hongchou came out from inside. Hongchou shook her head and said, "No."
"But there's medicine smell everywhere in this bedchamber," Qingmei, who was more sensitive to poisons, frowned. "Your Majesty, it's an antidote."
An antidote?
So, this dead girl had been hiding Fu Ning all along?
Chu Qianli didn't want to waste words with her, her expression instantly turned grim. "Where is Fu Ning?"
"I don't know," Xiao Yao said calmly. "I haven't used any antidote either. I did treat Fulong earlier. Your Majesty, if your people don't understand medicine, please don't speak carelessly."
"Are you mistaking wound medicine for an antidote?" she scoffed.
Chu Qianli looked at Qingmei.
Qingmei nodded solemnly.
It was indeed an antidote. Although the smell was faint, she could still detect it.
Moreover, there was a decaying scent in this bedchamber, suggesting that someone deeply poisoned had been here.
Chu Qianli walked towards the inner hall.
She herself was a renowned physician and would know once she went in to smell it.
As Chu Qianli entered, Xiao Yao instinctively moved her feet towards the door.
These people didn't seem easy to fool.
It was best to leave quickly!
However, before she could take a step, Chu Qianli's cold command came from the inner hall behind her: "Take her away!"
With Prince Xuan absent, no guard in the Wuzhou Garden dared to stop Chu Qianli.
Therefore, when Xiao Yao was taken away by Qingmei and Hongchou, the guards could only watch anxiously, not daring to intervene.
Chu Qianli took Xiao Yao back and locked her in the woodshed.
Qingmei and Hongchou personally tied her to a wooden frame.
Xiao Yao glared at Chu Qianli, but remained silent.
Chu Qianli also stared at her, surprised that this girl had such good martial arts skills, but her moves seemed somewhat unfamiliar?
She was only relying on her inner force to resist Qingmei and Hongchou.
"Who exactly are you? Is Ye Qingying your master?"
But these sword moves lacked spirit, appearing as if she hadn't learned them for long.
She had seen Ye Qingying make his moves; those were truly fast, precise, ruthless, and fierce.
Xiao Yao's moves clearly lacked killing intent.
"How long have you been by Ye Qingying's side?"
Xiao Yao still didn't speak. It wasn't that her martial arts were inferior to theirs, but she felt that her moves were difficult to recall.
There were many moves in her mind, but when she used them, she felt restrained.
Even she didn't know why.
Perhaps it was because she had amnesia and couldn't remember things, but she likely had learned quite a bit of martial arts before.
With too many martial arts moves, she couldn't remember which styles or schools they belonged to.
The more she tried to recall, the less she could execute them.
Unintentionally, Hongchou managed to lock her acupoints.
Her shoulder still ached faintly. Fortunately, only her acupoints were sealed, and her meridians were not injured.
Chu Qianli stepped forward, pressing close to 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're talking about."
"The moves you just used were Ye Qingying's sword techniques. Do you still want to deny it?"
Chu Qianli stared intently at her face, always feeling that this face was somewhat strange.
Her skin was clearly excellent, moist and translucent, but why was her face so sallow?
Why was the skin tone of her face so vastly different from that of her body?