After rebirth, my elder sister wants to steal my husband!

Chapter 248 Pounce

Fu Yuzhang's heart sank to the bottom. He let go of Xiaoying's shoulders, turned and walked to the window.

The night was as dark as ink, with twinkling stars, but they could not illuminate the haze in his heart. He looked at the dark night sky outside the window, his heart filled with endless worries and uneasiness.

Lu Zhiran, his wife, is the softest person in his heart.

She was gentle, virtuous, considerate, and the soul of their family. Now that she had suddenly disappeared, Fu Yuzhang felt unprecedented panic and helplessness.

He recalled every detail of his acquaintance with Lu Zhiran, and an indescribable sadness welled up in his heart.

Fu Yuzhang took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions. He knew that the most important thing now was to find Lu Zhiran.

He turned to Xiaoying and said, "Go gather some people and search the places you have been to before to see if there are any clues."

Xiaoying nodded quickly when she heard this, with a hint of determination in her eyes. She knew the urgency of the moment and the great responsibility she had.

She turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Fu Yuzhang.

"Remember," Fu Yuzhang's voice was low and powerful, "Don't miss any corner. Any clue may be related to the safety of the lady."

Xiaoying nodded solemnly and left quickly.

Her figure gradually disappeared into the night, but her determination was as firm as the stars in the night sky.

The study room was quiet again, but Fu Yuzhang's heart was like a turmoil. He sat in front of the desk, clenched his hands into fists, and his knuckles turned white from the force. He closed his eyes, and the figure of Lu Zhiran appeared in his mind, that gentle face, those bright eyes, and the two dimples when she smiled... Everything was as clear as yesterday.

He recalled the moments when they met, and those sweet and warm times unfolded in his mind like a picture scroll. They had admired flowers, tasted tea, recited poems and painted together. Although those days were dull, they were full of happiness and satisfaction. But now, Lu Zhiran suddenly disappeared, making him feel unprecedented panic and helplessness.

Fu Yuzhang knew that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. He stood up, walked to the window, opened it, and let the night wind blow over his face. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all his worries and anxieties into his lungs, and then exhale them one by one.

He looked out the window at the dark night sky, but there was a firm belief burning in his heart. He believed that as long as he didn't give up, he would be able to find Lu Zhiran. He believed that their fate would not end here.

After an unknown amount of time, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the study. Fu Yuzhang turned around and saw a servant running in hurriedly, panting and saying, "Master, there is... news about the Madam!"

Fu Yuzhang's heart skipped a beat. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed the servant's shoulder, and asked anxiously, "Tell me quickly, where is Zhiran?"

The servant calmed himself down and replied, "Master, someone found traces of the lady in an abandoned temple outside the city. It is said that the lady was abducted by several masked men, but the details are still unclear."

Hearing this, Fu Yuzhang's eyes flashed with determination. He let go of the servant's shoulder, turned around and said to Zixiang, "Zixiang, quickly prepare the carriage and horses. I want to go pick up Zhiran in person!"

Upon hearing this, Zixiang quickly nodded in agreement.

She turned and left, and soon came back with a few maids, holding some dry food and a water bottle in their hands.

When Fu Yuzhang saw this, he couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.

He knew that these maids were Lu Zhiran's confidants, and they were always worried about Lu Zhiran's health.

Fu Yuzhang changed into a nightgown, walked out of the study, and came to the gate of the mansion. At this time, the carriage was ready and the horses were fed. He got on the carriage and said to the servant driving the carriage, "Leave the city and go to the abandoned temple!"

The carriage started slowly and drove out of the mansion. Fu Yuzhang sat in the carriage, his heart full of anticipation and nervousness. He knew that he was about to face an unknown adventure, but he also believed that as long as he did not give up, he would be able to find Lu Zhiran.

The night was as dark as ink, dotted with stars. The carriage sped away in the silent night, leaving only a long track on the road...

The night was as heavy as ink, and Fu Yuzhang's heart seemed to be shrouded in darkness.

He held the sword tightly, and with a firm but slightly anxious step, he entered the seemingly abandoned temple. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, like a falcon searching for prey in the dark night.

The temple was dead silent, with only the sound of the wind blowing through the dilapidated doors and windows. Fu Yuzhang looked around, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

He felt that there seemed to be no trace of Lu Zhiran here, but rather a trap carefully set up by the masked man.

He walked to the center of the temple and scanned every corner, looking for any possible clues. However, he found nothing except dust and dilapidated Buddha statues.

His heart began to sink and a deep sense of loss came over him.

The torch carried by the servant flickered in the air, illuminating Fu Yuzhang's angry and distorted face.

He was wearing a black robe and had a sharp sword on his waist, the sword light flashed coldly in the night. His eyes were full of anger, as if he wanted to burn the night to ashes.

Fu Yuzhang was so angry that he kicked the servant who had delivered the message. The servant rolled several times before he could barely keep his balance.

"Where are the people? Didn't you say the lady was here?"

The servant was scared to death.

He knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "My Lord, I also heard others say that..."

It is said that Fu Yuzhang was instantly furious. He had the personality of a bully and was only obedient in front of Lu Zhiran.

But in front of others, he is still very bad.

"Who told you that?" Fu Yuzhang's voice was cold and sharp, like an icicle in the cold winter, piercing into the servant's heart. His face was full of anger and dissatisfaction, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were flashing with anger.

The servant was frightened by Fu Yuzhang's aura, and his voice trembled even more: "It was... a beggar outside the mansion. He said he saw the lady being taken away by a group of masked men, and said they entered this abandoned temple..."

"Beggar?" Fu Yuzhang sneered and interrupted the servant. "How dare you believe the words of a beggar? Do you think I, Fu Yuzhang, am a fool?"

The servant was so frightened by Fu Yuzhang's words that he trembled all over. He knew that he had caused a great disaster, and he kowtowed and begged for mercy: "My Lord, please calm down. I was in a hurry and believed the beggar's words. Please forgive me this time!"