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

Chapter 262 Seeking Help from Siqi

The sun is shining brightly, filling the quiet courtyard.

Fu Yuzhang, a young man who is known for his calmness and self-control, now seems anxious.

He was wearing a black gown with fluttering sleeves, as if carrying a heart full of worries. There was an unspeakable anxiety between his brows, and his usually deep eyes were now filled with confusion and doubt.

Lu Zhiran, his wife, has been missing for five days.

Fu Yuzhang went to investigate Ding Liang privately, but found no news at all.

He couldn't help but feel a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart, as if the whole world was against him.

In this helpless situation, Fu Yuzhang thought of Si Qi.

Siqi, the martial arts master who once appeared next to his wife.

Now only a master like Siqi can help him.

So, Fu Yuzhang set out on the journey to the Siqi mansion that Lu Zhiran had arranged for him.

The twilight is like water, and the breeze blows by, bringing bursts of coolness.

He walked through many dark alleys and finally arrived at the mansion where Siqi lived.

The door of the mansion was closed, which looked a bit desolate.

Fu Yuzhang took a deep breath, walked forward and gently knocked on the door.

Soon, footsteps were heard from inside the door, and then a man dressed as a servant opened the door.

He looked Fu Yuzhang up and down and asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"I'm Fu Yuzhang from the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion. I asked Siqi to come and see me." Although Fu Yuzhang's voice was arrogant, it revealed a hint of urgency.

Upon hearing this, the servant showed a hint of surprise on his face, and then turned around to report inside.

After a while, a man in white clothes and with an extraordinary temperament walked out.

He is Siqi.

Si Qi's gaze lingered on Fu Yuzhang for a moment, then he smiled and bowed, saying, "It turns out that it is Young Marquis Fu who has come to visit me. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. Please follow me."

Fu Yuzhang followed Si Qi into the mansion. The mansion was filled with pavilions, towers, winding paths, and a sense of elegance. The two of them sat down in a quiet courtyard, and Si Qi asked, "I wonder why Young Marquis Fu came here this time?"

Fu Yuzhang's heart tightened when he heard this. He took a deep breath and told Si Qi everything about Lu Zhiran's disappearance. Si Qi frowned and was silent for a moment before speaking: "This matter is indeed difficult. But please rest assured, Master Fu, I will do my best to help you find your wife."

Fu Yuzhang couldn't help but feel grateful when he heard this. He quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your help, Brother Si! If you find anything, please let me know."

Si Qi smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, Young Marquis Fu. I'll send someone to get the news right away."

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and then Fu Yuzhang stood up and said goodbye.

As he walked out of the gate of the mansion, he couldn't help but think to himself: This Siqi is not bad!

I hope I can help him find Lu Zhiran as soon as possible.

Siqi stood at the door, watching Fu Yuzhang's figure gradually walking away.

Until the people walked away, Siqi's face became completely gloomy.

Siqi's face was handsome, but also a bit fierce. His deep eyes contained a subtle tenderness and determination. His brows revealed a natural majesty that made people dare not approach him easily. However, at this moment, his face was terribly gloomy, like the calm before the storm.

He had only been away for a while when Lu Zhiran disappeared. Fu Yuzhang, this loser, couldn't even protect a woman.

He will definitely find a way to rescue Lu Zhiran.

……

The night was as dark as ink, shrouding this ancient manor.

Deep in the manor, a secret room is hidden in heavy shadows, as if isolated from the world.

At this moment, Lu Zhiran is imprisoned here by Ding Liang. Her fate is like being shrouded in night, full of unknowns and fears.

Lu Zhiran's face was still beautiful, but her eyes lacked the agility of the past, and had an unspeakable melancholy. Her long hair was like a waterfall, but it was a little messy because it had not been combed for a long time, just like her mood at the moment. She was wearing a plain white dress, which was originally an elegant and refined dress, but it looked dull because of the dimness of the secret room.

The air in the secret room was damp and stuffy, as if even breathing had become difficult. Lu Zhiran curled up in a corner, hugging her knees tightly with both hands, trying to dispel the fear in her heart in this way. She looked up at the tightly closed iron door, her heart filled with a desire for freedom. However, the iron door was as cold and ruthless as Ding Liang's heart, isolating her from the outside world.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps broke the silence of the secret room. Lu Zhiran's heart suddenly tightened, and she looked towards the door nervously, only to see Ding Liang's figure slowly appear in her sight. He was dressed in black, with a sneer on his face, and his eyes revealed ridicule and disdain for Lu Zhiran.

"What? You still refuse to give in?" Ding Liang's voice echoed in the secret room with a hint of amusement.

Lu Zhiran bit her lower lip tightly and did not answer. She did not want to bow to this cold-blooded man, and she did not want to lose her dignity. However, facing Ding Liang's threats and coercion, what should she do?

Seeing that Lu Zhiran didn't answer, Ding Liang's sneer grew even stronger. He walked in front of Lu Zhiran, squatted down, and stared at her with his cold eyes. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate Lu Zhiran's heart, leaving her nowhere to hide.

"Do you think you can escape from my clutches?" Ding Liang's voice was low and cold, as if it could freeze a person's soul.

Lu Zhiran closed her eyes, unwilling to look Ding Liang in the face. Her heart was filled with despair and helplessness, and she didn't know how to face this cold-blooded man. However, just when she was about to give up, a firm belief rose in her heart.

She opened her eyes, with a determined light in them. She looked at Ding Liang and said word by word: "Even if I am in darkness, I will not bow to you. I will fight for my freedom in my own way."

Ding Liang was shocked by Lu Zhiran's gaze. He didn't expect that this weak woman would have such a firm belief.

He stood up and said coldly: "Okay, then I'll see how long you can hold on."

Being locked up here for the whole day without seeing the sun, you’re not scared, right?

Then two days, three days... four days until she was completely terrified of it.

Ding Liang's words were like cold arrows, piercing Lu Zhiran's heart. She clenched her teeth, with an unyielding light flashing in her eyes.

She knew that she couldn't back down, and she couldn't let Ding Liang look down on her.

After saying that, Ding Liang turned and left, leaving Lu Zhiran alone to face the long dark night. Lu Zhiran knew that she still had a long way to go, but she was ready to meet the challenges of the future.

As time passed, Lu Zhiran endured the torment of loneliness and darkness in the secret room. She tried to keep herself awake and not let fear erode her heart.

The dark times were very difficult.

Lu Zhiran began to recall her past experiences, trying to find some motivation to keep going. She thought of her family and the happy times they had spent together. Those laughter and joy seemed to become particularly clear in the darkness. She thought of her dream, the dream of exploring the unknown and pursuing the truth, the dream that once filled her with passion and courage.