Before confiscating their property, they emptied the imperial city and exiled them!

When Liu returned to the main hall, Song Huai'an had already gone to the village chief's house.

He had no choice but to find Song Huaiting and say with a worried look, "Shijun, Shijun has gone to town!"

After Liu finished speaking, everyone in the room was startled.

In particular, Madam Chen looked at her with a worried expression: "When did this happen?"

The information is accurate.

Chen's words revealed panic, and Su was afraid that she couldn't handle it, so she quickly went over and supported her arm.

With a sob in her voice, Liu said, "I don't know when he went, but Shilan said he went to town to buy some dried plums for her?"

Upon hearing this, Chen trembled so badly she almost fell over.

Fortunately, Mrs. Su was there to support her.

With a trembling hand, Chen pointed to the doorway and said, "Go find someone quickly, go find someone quickly!"

It was already dark, and Song Huai'an and his family had been waiting at the village entrance for some time.

Song Huaiting was originally assigned to stay at home to guard the village, but now he can only go to the village entrance to discuss things with his elder brother.

Knowing her husband's temperament, Liu grabbed his arm and repeatedly gave him instructions.

"You absolutely must bring my son back to me!"

Song Huaiting frowned, sighed, and left helplessly.

After Liu fell to the ground, she covered her face and cried. Although Song Yetong and Song Shijun usually liked to bicker.

But Song Shijun was, after all, her younger brother.

Song Yetong was still worried after hearing about his accident.

Song Yetong walked to Liu's side and gently comforted her, "Mother, my brother is a lucky man, he will definitely be alright."

But her voice trembled slightly.

At this moment, Song Huaiting arrived at the village entrance and, upon seeing Song Huai'an, helplessly recounted his family's situation.

Song Huai'an asked anxiously, "Any clues?"

Song Huaiting shook his head.

If Song Shijun hadn't returned by this time, things would likely have turned out badly.

Song Huai'an sighed: "We can't take the villagers on a risk."

Then he turned to Song Wenjing and said, "You stay here to guard Peach Blossom Village. Your second uncle and I will go into the city to find Song Shijun's whereabouts."

"Should you stay here? I'll take some men to search." Song Wenjing knew the danger of leaving the village now.

"No, my second uncle and I are just going to investigate. Don't worry, we won't take any risks."

Lin Xiaoxiao had just given birth, and Song Huai'an couldn't bear to let his son take the risk.

Although Song Wenjing was unwilling, he could only obey his father's arrangement. Song Huai'an and Song Huaiting packed their things quickly and headed to town. The two of them had tense faces and were full of worry the whole way.

Upon arriving in town, even from a distance, a pungent smell of blood filled my nostrils.

The smell was so strong it was nauseating, as if the entire town had been soaked in blood.

With trepidation, they cautiously began their search throughout the city.

They proceeded with extreme caution, fearing they might miss any clue that might lead them to Song Shijun.

However, after a thorough search, Song Shijun was still nowhere to be found.

Song Huaiting's gaze would occasionally sweep over the corpses lying on the ground, which resembled his son's figure, his heart filled with fear and reluctance.

He didn't even have the courage to go up and check to confirm, for fear of seeing the scene he least wanted to face.

Just then, Song Huaiting suddenly caught a glimpse of light flashing in the corner of the wall. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was a familiar jade pendant.

The jade pendant was warm and smooth, with exquisite patterns carved on it. It was the very item that Song Shijun always wore close to her body!

His hands trembled as he picked up the jade pendant. The moment his fingertips touched it, a chill rose from the depths of his heart. "Brother, this is Shijun's..." Song Huaiting's voice trembled noticeably, and his eyes reddened.

Upon hearing this, Song Huai'an's face turned ashen, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The two clutched the jade pendant tightly, following the clues left in the corner of the wall. Finally, they arrived at a long-abandoned mansion.

The mansion looked eerie and terrifying, with its gates tightly shut and overgrown with weeds. Nevertheless, a strong, pungent smell of blood continued to emanate from within, assaulting their senses.

Song Huaiting and Song Huaian exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed open the courtyard gate.

As soon as you step into the courtyard, the stench of blood becomes even stronger, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Despite their discomfort, the two cautiously made their way into the house.

When they finally entered one of the rooms, they were surprised to find it empty, with only bloodstains and scattered items on the floor, indicating that a fierce battle had taken place there.

However, Song Huaiting held the warm jade pendant tightly in his hand, as if it were the only link between him and his son.

This jade pendant, once worn around her son's waist, now lies forlornly in her palm, silently proclaiming that her son had indeed been to this place.

Despite their best efforts in searching everywhere, the results were still disappointing. Left with no other choice, the two had to return home with heavy hearts.

As soon as she stepped into the house, Liu's eyes were drawn to the jade pendant that Song Huaiting was clutching tightly in his hand.

Her heart leaped into her throat, and she stumbled forward, her voice trembling as she asked, "Where's my son! Where is my son?"

Song Huaiting bit his lip tightly, remaining silent. However, his once resolute eyes were now flushed with red, and tears seemed ready to spill out at any moment.

"Son, I want my son!" Liu became increasingly agitated, crying and breaking free from Song Huaiting's obstruction, she turned and ran towards the door.

Song Huaiting reacted quickly, grabbing her and shouting, "Don't be impulsive! Listen to me, although I found my son's jade pendant, I didn't find his body! We can't be sure he's met with misfortune yet."

Liu grabbed Song Huaiting's arm tightly, nearly collapsing as she roared, "Then why hasn't he returned yet? Give me an explanation! Why won't our son come home?"

Song Huaiting simply held Liu tightly, afraid that she might do something foolish.

Meanwhile, Mu Shilan, having not seen Song Shijun for a while, vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

She originally wanted to find Liu and ask her some questions.

But I never expected to hear such terrible news.

She gripped the door frame tightly with her delicate hands to avoid falling to the ground.

how?

How could this be?

When Song Yetong, who had come to comfort her mother, saw Mu Shilan at the door, she exclaimed in surprise, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing the commotion, Liu, who was inside the house, hurriedly came out.

Although the safety of her son pained her, Mu Shilan was still pregnant.

Liu was still worried about her safety.