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

At the wedding banquet that ended in tragedy, the leader of the Wanjian Sect and the young master were injured and disabled, and the leaders of the three major sects were also involved.

Since then, the legend of the woman in green has been circulating in the world and has lasted for a long time.

Yuan Qiulu and Wang Lingyue hurriedly left with Wang Shuangshuang and disappeared in the vast sea of ​​​​jianghu. Wang Shuangshuang's life and death became an unsolved mystery.

After causing a big commotion in the Wanjian Sect, Murong Ling'er quietly returned to the exile team.

After this incident, she made an example of someone to scare the others, and the journey became much more peaceful.

"Miss Murong, I cannot express my gratitude enough for your kindness."

Chu Lingfeng witnessed Murong Ling'er's actions and his heart was filled with gratitude and emotion. He looked at her with a deep and long gaze, which contained a hint of emotion that he himself had not even noticed.

"You're welcome. I'm not doing this all for you." Murong Ling'er shook her head slightly. She had really been annoyed by those people surrounding them like flies for a long time, so she took action to deal with them.

A faint smile appeared on Chu Lingfeng's lips. No matter whether Murong Ling'er admitted it or not, this love was engraved in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Chu Lingfeng seemed to have made a great decision and suddenly said, "Miss Murong, I actually have a question that I've been wanting to ask for a long time."

"Oh?" Murong Ling'er gave him a puzzled look.

Chu Lingfeng glanced at Murong Chen, paused, and asked, "I have never met Chen'er's father. Why is Miss Murong raising the child alone?"

This question had actually been lingering in Chu Lingfeng's mind for a long time! Although Lin Yi had told him about Murong Ling'er's life experience, Murong Ling'er and Murong Chen hadn't mentioned a single word about the child's father, which made him very curious.

After hearing this, Murong Ling'er fell silent for a moment.

When she first entered this body, her memory of this period was very vague. She didn't know whether it was because she didn't receive it completely, or because the original owner deliberately resisted and closed off that past. She only knew the general idea and had no idea of ​​the specific circumstances.

Huo Jianjie also asked about Chen'er's background in a vague way, and even guessed that Chen'er was picked up by her.

How did she respond at the time? She thought for a moment and said calmly, "He's no longer alive. Don't mention it again." This was her response to Huo Jianjie.

When Chu Lingfeng heard this answer, he felt a little relieved. He was relieved that the man had disappeared and would no longer have anything to do with Murong Ling'er!

When he came to his senses and realized his own thoughts, he was slightly stunned.

Seeing that Chu Lingfeng remained silent, Murong Ling'er thought he was just lamenting his own fate. She had no intention of explaining further. Anyway, she herself didn't care who Chen'er's biological father was. Perhaps it was true as she said, the man was already dead.

Even if we are still alive, we will probably be far apart and will never meet again in this life.

The dim afterglow sprinkled on the earth. Murong Ling'er and Chu Lingfeng sat facing each other quietly, and the air around them seemed to be frozen.

Not far away, Huo Jianjie stared at them silently, feeling mixed emotions, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

These two people are clearly a match made in heaven, but their fates are so tortuous. Looking back to the past, the general's mansion was suddenly struck by a disaster, and his entire family was wrongly exterminated. That tragedy was like a storm overnight, sweeping away everything mercilessly.

Huo Jianjie's thoughts drifted back to that turbulent moment. He was extremely anxious and took a huge risk. He secretly replaced Xueying's child in the chaos and rushed all the way to a remote farm.

He knew very well that this was Xueying's last bloodline. If there was any mistake, the child would be wiped out in the injustice twenty years ago, like a candle in the wind, completely swallowed by the darkness.

Time flies, and twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the years, Huo Jianjie has been secretly tracking down the mastermind behind the unjust case, but every clue disappeared without a trace like a kite with a broken string.

Not only that, his protection of the child was not perfect. The child lived a very difficult life in the farm family and suffered all the hardships and sufferings of life. He almost accidentally killed his own daughter Narcissus.

Huo Jianjie's brows were furrowed, his face full of pain and self-blame, and his eyes revealed deep regret, as if he was blaming himself for his incompetence.

Suddenly, he seemed to be struck by something, and the letter left by his first wife emerged in his mind.

When his house was searched that day, everything happened too suddenly. He was filled with panic and despair and had no time to savor the deep meaning of the letter.

Now, in this quiet and depressing atmosphere, he re-examined the letter. Every word was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart and making him break out in a cold sweat.

He clearly remembered that he and his first wife had only one child, Narcissus. Although he was unable to be with his wife when she gave birth for various reasons, the midwives who delivered the baby and the maids and servants present all confirmed that his wife had indeed given birth to a baby girl.

But the content of the letter was like a bombshell, shattering all his cognition. Not only did his wife claim that she had given birth to two daughters, she also pointed out with certainty that the other daughter was Ling'er.

How could this be possible? That address was the home of Ling'er's adoptive parents, whom he had personally found for her. Furthermore, Ling'er's face bore a striking resemblance to Xueying's; he would never mistake her.

A hint of doubt flashed across Huo Jianjie's eyes, and then it was replaced by sudden realization.

He gradually realized that this was an insidious trap carefully laid by his first wife before her death, a deadly conspiracy against Ling'er and the entire Marquis's Mansion. She must have known Ling'er's true identity long ago and tried to use Narcissus to achieve her ulterior motives.

Huo Jianjie felt a pang of pain in his heart. He seemed to see the cold and resolute face of his first wife. If Narcissus was selfish and wanted to maintain her position in the Marquis' Mansion and did not want Ling'er's identity to be exposed so that she could return to the Marquis' Mansion, then she would definitely use any means to destroy Ling'er, even at the cost of putting her to death.

If Narcissus, out of consideration for the so-called brotherly love, personally takes Ling'er back to the Marquis' Mansion, once Ling'er's identity is revealed, the entire Marquis' Mansion will suffer a devastating disaster for harboring a criminal.

No matter what choice Narcissus makes, Ling'er is destined to become a victim of this conspiracy and has no hope of survival.

His original wife actually harbored such deep resentment towards Ling'er that her hatred was like a surging tide, enough to drown everything. She wanted Xueying to have no peace even in the afterlife, and her soul to be tormented by pain forever.

Huo Jianjie's mood could not calm down for a long time, just like the turbulent sea, it was difficult to restore the tranquility of the past.

He recalled every little detail of his childhood with Xueying. Their innocent friendship was like a flower blooming in spring, beautiful and unforgettable.

He recalled the years he spent with his first wife. Although they did not have a passionate love, they had always treated each other with respect. He had given her the same respect and love for decades. Even under pressure from the entire clan, he never thought of taking a concubine.

But he never expected that his wife would be so narrow-minded that she would not tolerate his helping hand when Xueying was in trouble, and she would even sacrifice her own daughter to destroy everyone involved in this matter.

Fortunately, Ling'er was a lucky child who survived many hardships and saved her life. This bit of comfort was like a ray of light in the darkness, which prevented Huo Jianjie from sinking completely in guilt, and made him feel that he was not yet ashamed of Xueying who was in the afterlife.

Huo Jianjie slowly raised his head and looked at Murong Linger again.

At this moment, Murong Ling'er happened to look at him. Their eyes met. Huo Jianjie tried hard to force a loving smile, trying to hide the ups and downs in his heart.

However, Murong Ling'er was still keenly aware of his strange expression at that moment, and the complex emotions that flashed across his eyes. It was a deep emotion that she could not understand, as if it hid countless unknown secrets.

But this feeling only lingered in the air for a brief moment before disappearing without a trace, like a shooting star across the night sky.