Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 247 Wen Shu, You're Back!

After descending the stairs, Ye Qingqing looked at the two of them with a smile, but when she inadvertently caught sight of Yuan Siyi's flushed face, she couldn't help but think: could it be that her husband had done something?

"Si Yi..."

"Qing Qing, I still have things to do, we can talk another day!" Yuan Siyi ultimately couldn't get past her inner turmoil, and although it had been Ye Qingqing who brought up the matter, she still couldn't engage in normal conversation—at least, not right now.

"Husband, how did your chat go?" Ye Qingqing was utterly confused; had it been successful or not?

"As you wished."

...

August 12, time for moving, relocation, ancestral worship, blessing.

Early that morning, a throng of people stood outside the Song Family's door.

They were all neighbors who had heard that the Song Family had been graced by a distinguished person, who had come back to rebuild the ancestral shrine, and so they came to show their support.

At nine o'clock in the morning, a platform was erected outside the newly built ancestral shrine, and Wen Shu, dressed in ceremonial attire, slowly ascended the platform.

Facing the ancestral tablets within the great hall, he first offered up three sticks of incense before commencing the solemn ancestral worship.

The grandeur of the ceremony drew countless onlookers to record the moment with their phones and post it online, quickly garnering millions of likes.

But just as the ritual reached its critical juncture, Wen Shu, who had been dancing elegantly, suddenly stopped, his whole body collapsing to the ground as though he had lost control.

Song Yun, who was below the platform, rushed up immediately, only to find Wen Shu's lips were purple, and his body was convulsing uncontrollably.

He took Wen Shu's pulse, yet it was strange that there seemed to be nothing unusual in his body.

Song Yun frowned slightly, wondering if Wen Shu's body was simply not coping due to fatigue from the strenuous past few days.

He called over two people to help Wen Shu to a room to rest, while he took over the half-finished ceremony.

In the heat of August, with the sun blazing high, Song Yun, dressed in heavy clothing, danced the intricate and obscure dance; by the end, he was drenched in sweat, almost on the verge of collapse.

Without a moment's rest, he headed towards the room where Wen Shu was resting.

Upon pushing open the door, the room was empty.

Had Wen Shu awoken by himself?

However, after searching every possible place, Song Yun found no trace of him!

With questions mounting, Song Yun headed to the surveillance room, and after reviewing footage from nearby cameras, he saw that just minutes after Wen Shu had entered the room, a man in a mask stealthily opened the door, and upon leaving, was shouldering a large sack!

Damn it! Wen Shu must have been kidnapped!

Song Yun was incredibly agitated at this point; Wen Shu hadn't left the village for very long, so it was unlikely to be the work of outsiders—more likely it was the handiwork of those bastards lurking in the shadows of the hidden families!

Thinking of the various oddities in the village, Song Yun was genuinely concerned for Wen Shu's safety.

"Dad, I need to step out for a bit!"

After explaining the situation to Song Bu, Song Bu looked deeply troubled.

How dare they cause disruption on such an important day for the Song Family—had they no fear?

"Do you need me to accompany you in the search?"

"The house needs to be looked after. I'll have Bao Ding accompany me; his second soul might be able to help."

Hearing his son's response, Song Bu nodded and said, "Just let Qing Qing know and then come back as soon as possible. I'll deal with the pressure from the hidden families."

Song Yun hurried to find Ye Qingqing, who was welcoming guests in the great hall, and upon seeing his anxious demeanor, Ye Qingqing's eyes sharpened as if sensing that some dangerous event was descending upon them.

"Wen Shu has been kidnapped!"

"!!"

Even though Ye Qingqing's acquaintance with Wen Shu was short-lived, the young girl's purity and innocence had indeed made many take a liking to her.

He had never expected that they would dare to make a move on the Song Family's territory today, clearly harboring the intention of catching them off guard in their moment of complacency.

"Husband, you must be careful! The baby in my belly and I are waiting for you to bring Wen Shu back home!"

Ye Qingqing softly said as she straightened Song Yun's collar.

Song Yun embraced his wife and called Huang Baoding, who was on the lookout, to drive them away.

After over two hours on the road, Song Yun once again arrived at the outskirts of the jungle where someone had set up a Formation.

The jungle at this time was lush and full of vitality, not at all like a place that harbored any danger.

Song Yun found the entrance and, with Huang Baoding, sped through the jungle, arriving in a whole new world.

The second soul within Huang Baoding's body now took control, and she took a deep breath and said faintly, "There have been people from the hidden families here."

Song Yun clenched his fists, ready to fight at a moment's notice.

After an hour's trek, from atop a slope, Song Yun gazed into the distance at the village that had nearly trapped him.

What shocked him was that the village now showed no signs of habitation, and at the entrance, there seemed to be a person lying on the ground!

Without hesitating, Song Yun approached the entrance and saw that it was indeed Wen Shu, who had been kidnapped!

What on earth was going on?

Song Yun also found it difficult to understand the thoughts of those people from the hidden families.

"Wen Shu, Wen Shu..."

He called out softly.

At this time, Wen Shu was deep in a terrible nightmare, in which the village was being consumed by a great fire, with countless people wailing in the flames. They were shouting, "The sacred object! Return our sacred object!"

Then their heads all turned together, looking directly at Wen Shu with hollow eyes filled with angry flames.

"Why aren't you dead yet, you witch! Give us back our sacred object!"

"Wen Shu! You destroyed the village! You're a murderer! You are the betrayer of the village!"

Wen Shu, in agony, squatted on the ground, shaking her head wildly, murmuring, "I'm not... I didn't kill anyone... I was just trying to protect myself..."

In reality, Song Yun saw that Wen Shu's complexion was getting worse, and without thinking too much, he slapped her beautiful face several times.

It was rough but effective.

Wen Shu's body jolted as her eyes fluttered open.

"Where are we...?"

Having just woken up, Wen Shu seemed a bit slow to respond. She looked around, and the scenery was painfully familiar.

When she looked at the dilapidated view of the village, her pupils shrank suddenly. The scene from her dream... had become reality!

She slowly stood up and walked like a zombie towards the interior of the village.

Song Yun sighed and reluctantly followed behind her.

As he stepped through the archway, Song Yun felt as if a fog had clouded his alertness, making him quite uncomfortable.

But the strength of the fog was so weak that a slight increase in focus allowed Song Yun to shake it off.

It was different! The village had changed too much compared to before!

"Wen Shu... you've returned..."

A gaunt villager sat at the doorway of his fire-ravaged home, speaking weakly.

"You are Grandpa San... how did you become like this..."

The Grandpa San in Wen Shu's memory was strong and sturdy, nothing like the skeleton-like old man before her!