After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

As soon as everyone entered the old temple, they collapsed to the ground like deflated balls.

Murong Linger carefully placed Chu Lingfeng on the ground, told him to look after Murong Chen, then turned and walked out of the old temple.

Outside the old temple, the cold wind was howling, and the sky and the earth were covered in white, like a blanket of silver.

Murong Ling'er, holding a long sword, walked straight into the woods on the side without hesitation.

She was agile and in a few quick strokes she chopped down a pile of thick sticks and picked up a lot of firewood. Then she hurried back to the old temple with the spoils.

"Mom!" As soon as Murong Chen saw Murong Ling'er coming in, he immediately greeted her excitedly.

"It's really too cold, Chen'er, come here, let me make a fire and warm you up."

Murong Ling'er carried Murong Chen to the woodpile and took out the flint to make a fire.

Chu Lingfeng sat beside the fire, and the jumping flames gradually warmed his frozen body. After a while, the old temple gradually became warmer because of this warm fire.

Chifeng and his men also built a fire. After walking for dozens of miles, everyone was exhausted. Seeing that everyone was sitting around the fire and eating, and no one was making trouble, Chifeng's expression suddenly softened a lot.

Chu Lingfeng's gaze shot towards the sharp-faced official like a sharp sword, and anger burned in his heart.

He saw the officer staring at Murong Ling'er with lustful eyes, and such rude behavior made him furious.

The officer named Hong Liu was so frightened when he met Chu Lingfeng's murderous eyes that his neck shrank.

However, after a moment, he seemed to feel that he could not show weakness, and glared back fiercely, cursing obscenely: "You dead cripple, what are you looking at?"

Chu Lingfeng narrowed his eyes, which were filled with danger. He spoke slowly, his voice as cold as ice: "If you look at her like that again, watch out for your dog eyes!"

Hong Liu's eyes wantonly wandered over Chu Lingfeng's legs, his eyes filled with malice and ridicule, not disguising it at all. He taunted her sarcastically, "Hey! You damn cripple, are you attracted to her? Humph, don't you even consider whether you're worthy of her?"

At this time, Wang saw her son being humiliated and was about to open her mouth to scold the official, but was stopped by Chu Yinyin.

Chu Yinyin said anxiously, "Mom, don't meddle in other people's business."

Wang looked at Chu Yinyin with anger on her face and asked, "Yinyin, he is your elder brother, how could you let him be humiliated?"

Chu Yinyin's face was full of irritation. She said, "Mom, what's the situation now? We are exiles. What can we do if we can't bear it? I don't want to be beaten again."

Wang's anger suddenly stopped when she heard this. She thought about how her family had fallen into a situation where they had to bow to lowly officials. The strength she had maintained collapsed in an instant. Wang was full of grievances and helplessness, but she did not dare to show it and could only shed tears silently.

Hearing Wang's suppressed crying, Murong Ling'er, who was originally squatting on the ground, frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

She slowly stood up, holding the stick tightly in her hand, and walked towards Hong Liu step by step.

Hong Liu watched Murong Ling'er's oppressive figure approaching, and fear surged in his heart. He kept backing away, his mouth trembling as he said, "You...what do you want to do?"

Murong Ling'er had a blank expression on her face and said in a cold voice: "Aren't you good at talking? What do you think I want to do?" After that, she raised the stick and swung it down with lightning speed, hitting Hong Liu's shoulder heavily.

"Ah!" Hong Liu screamed and fell to the ground, covering his shoulder in pain. His face turned pale in an instant and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"He provoked me first, so you can't blame me." Murong Ling'er spoke calmly, her eyes sweeping across Chifeng's face.

Chifeng's face turned ashen and he was extremely angry, but he knew how powerful Murong Ling'er was and did not dare to act rashly.

He glared at Hong Liu fiercely, his eyes seemed to say: "Look at the trouble you've caused!"

Hong Liu was shocked and frightened. He never expected that Murong Ling'er would fight back so decisively. At this moment, he could only secretly regret his reckless behavior.

Chifeng's heart was burning with anger, but his reason told him that they were no match for Murong Ling'er.

If a fight really breaks out and Murong Ling'er is forced into a desperate situation, and she kills the officials and escapes, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After weighing the pros and cons, Chifeng decided to hold back his anger for the time being. He glared at Hong Liu and said sternly, "Behave yourself. If you cause trouble again, I won't let you off easily!"

Hong Liu was unwilling, but he could only swallow his anger. He glared at Murong Ling'er and Chu Lingfeng fiercely, as if his eyes were saying that this account would be settled sooner or later.

Huo Shuixian's gaze moved back and forth between Murong Ling'er and Hong Liu, with a complex light flashing in her eyes. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, thinking to herself: This conflict is getting more and more interesting, and the situation is becoming more and more confusing. I wonder what exciting things will happen next?

Huo Jianjie frowned tightly, his face full of worry. He knew very well that this conflict was just the beginning and the subsequent development was unpredictable. He couldn't help but worry about Murong Ling'er's fate.

He opened his mouth to speak, but felt that it was inappropriate to say anything at this time, so he had no choice but to give up.

In the depressing and silent atmosphere, Murong Chen took small steps to Murong Ling'er's side.

Seeing Murong Ling'er concentrating on fiddling with the wood and vines in her hands, Murong Chen asked curiously, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Murong Ling'er's hands kept moving. The wood was quickly cut and polished under her manipulation, and soon it became the right shape.

"Your Uncle Chu has difficulty with his legs, so Mom made him a simple wheelchair. This way, he can travel more easily and won't delay everyone's journey."

Hearing this, Murong Chen looked over, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a hint of admiration appeared.

Upon hearing this, Wang quickly wiped away her tears, stood up with a look of surprise, and said in a voice filled with excitement, "Miss Murong, are you telling the truth?"

"Yeah!" Murong Ling'er nodded and began to fiddle with the wood in her hand seriously again.

She measured the dimensions carefully and used the tools in her hands very skillfully. The wood gradually took shape under her carving, and the parts were precisely pieced together. The woven vines served as support for the armrests and backrest, increasing comfort.

After a busy period, the simple version of the wheelchair was finally completed.

When Chu Lingfeng was helped to sit in the wheelchair, a hint of surprise and emotion appeared on his face. Although the wheelchair was simple, it was very sturdy. The vines on the armrests were soft and flexible, allowing his hands to be placed comfortably.

The angle of the backrest is just right, giving him enough support, and the wheels roll very smoothly without any lag.

Wang and Chuchu watched from the side, their hearts filled with gratitude.

Murong Ling'er carefully adjusted the position of the wheelchair to ensure that Chu Lingfeng sat comfortably and steadily.

Murong Chen stood aside, his eyes flashing with excitement, as if he was proud of his mother's masterpiece.

As everyone set out on the road again, Chu Lingfeng sat in a wheelchair, feeling this rare convenience. He looked at the road ahead, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He knew that this wheelchair was not just a tool, but also a token of Murong Ling'er's love and care. In this difficult journey, this warmth was like a ray of sunshine, illuminating his way forward.