The Capital of Xichu

Three months later.

"Your Royal Highness, why don't we stop the search? It's been three months, and we've searched many places, but we still haven't found any traces of the Princess Consort. Perhaps that female corpse is…" Jiang Ying said with great difficulty as he looked at the back of the skinny man in front of him.

Over the past three months, the guards of the Prince Regent's Residence had searched for Yu Yunxi tirelessly and extensively, but they had not found any traces of her. Although they were sad, they firmly believed that the female corpse was Yu Yunxi. Alas, Feng Yili was not willing to accept it.

Feng Yili slowly turned around when he heard Jiang Ying's words. He had lost a lot of weight over the past three months. His eyes were without ripples, making it difficult for people to guess his thoughts. After a long silence, he asked hoarsely, "Where's Junjin?"