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

Under the escort of the Golden Eagle King, Zhao Hao moved steadily towards the capital city across the vast sky, as if the God of Destiny had opened up a smooth road for him to the core of power, and arriving in the capital city was just a predetermined node in the long river of time.

At this time, in a corner of the earth, Lin Yi and his family were trapped in the quagmire of exile and suffering terribly.

Emperor Zhao's thunderous rage caught everyone off guard. The imperial edict was like an icy shackle that instantly changed the fate of everyone in the Lin Mansion.

They were ruthlessly driven out of their former place of wealth and glory, and without even having time to pick up the traces of their past lives, they embarked on an unknown road of exile amid the scolding of the escorting officials.

The spring sunshine shines on the road ahead of them, and the roadside is full of colorful flowers and green grass. This should be a picture full of vitality and hope.

However, for everyone in the Lin Mansion, this was just a backdrop of fate's mockery.

Compared with Murong Ling'er's previous arduous journey through the ice and snow, they seemed to be grateful for the relatively mild climate.

But people's resentment would not dissipate because of a little comfort from the outside world. The Lin family was full of complaints and resentment, and the curses were shot at Lin Yi like sharp arrows.

Lin Yi, once the pride of the Lin family, has now become the target of public criticism for the family's decline. The public's abuse is like a surging tide, completely drowning him.

What's worse, when the escorting officers were occasionally negligent, some people even tried to snatch his meager food. He was like a lonely leaf swaying in the wind. If it weren't for the remaining dignity of the officers like the last life-saving straw, he would have been beaten all over by this wave of malice.

But Lin Yi just endured it all silently, he knew very well that this was the bitter fruit of his own making.

He was once blinded by his temporary victory and thought that He Hong was like meat on a chopping board, with no power to turn over. However, he never expected that this seemingly dead "meat" could burst out with enough power to subvert the Lin family in desperation.

In this endless pain and self-blame, his only comfort was that when he visited He Hong, he learned some truths. The prince was not the mastermind hidden in the darkness, and the collapse of the Chu family was not caused by him.

But this ray of hope has led to more doubts as dark as the abyss. If the prince is innocent, then who is this person who has such omnipotent power that he can uproot the deeply rooted Chu family?

Behind the Chu family, the favor of the imperial concubine is like a towering mountain, and the power of military families such as the Lin family is like an iron wall. When they unite, they almost control half of the Great Zhao Kingdom.

Lin Yi had also pointed the finger of suspicion at Emperor Zhao on countless lonely nights.

After all, at the pinnacle of power in the State of Zhao, if the Emperor of Zhao wanted to take action, it seemed that no one could stop him, but he quickly rejected this idea.

Although Emperor Zhao did not show extraordinary talent in governing the country, his admiration for military force was deeply rooted in his bones. The national style of the Great Zhao State, which emphasized military power over culture, was the best example of this.

How could an emperor who regarded military force as the foundation of his country cut off his own arm and give the enemy country an opportunity to take advantage of him?

From the subtle arrangement that the Lin family was exiled instead of being slaughtered, and from the fact that they were exiled to the northern frontier guarded by Prince Chu, Lin Yi could vaguely sense the deep meaning and restraint hidden under the anger of Emperor Zhao.

Lin Yi struggled hard in the thick fog, but he could never see the blue sky. The figure of the real murderer behind him lingered in his mind like a ghost, yet was elusive.

Until Chu Er, the secret guard beside Chu Lingfeng, caught up with their down-and-out team like a meteor in the dark night.

"Mr. Lin, the prince was assassinated and disappeared!" Chu Er's low and rapid voice instantly broke the peace in Lin Yi's heart.

"Chu Er, what is going on? Why would the prince leave the capital?" Lin Yi was extremely surprised. His eyes were as big as copper bells and his face was full of disbelief.

"Mr. Lin, the story has to start from Leizhou City..." Chu Er paused slightly, as if organizing his thoughts, and then told Lin Yi everything he knew like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

Lin Yi felt as if struck by lightning when he heard the thrilling past.

He didn't expect that the conspiracy of the person behind the scenes was like a big net that had been woven long ago, which was closed in so quickly and accurately, and that an important figure like the prince was easily included in it.

When Lin Yi thought of the cruel killers from foreign lands mentioned by Chu Er, he felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to his heart.

He seemed to see an invisible black hand, controlling everything in the darkness. First, the Chu family collapsed, then the entire Lin family was exiled, and then the prince was assassinated and disappeared. Who would be the next to be swallowed by this darkness? Would it be another aristocratic family, or a senior official of the Zhao State?

The more Lin Yi thought about it, the more frightened he became. He felt like a flying insect trapped in the center of a spider web. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the increasingly tightening constraints of fate.

But now, he can hardly protect himself and has long lost his former power and status. He can only survive in this exile team. How can he have the extra energy to pay attention to the complicated situation in the capital?

Just when Lin Yi was filled with depression and seemed to be completely swallowed by the darkness, Chu Er's voice sounded again, like a faint but precious ray of dawn.

"Master Lin, our prince has ordered me to stay by your side for the time being. If Master Lin has any orders, Chu Er will be ready to go through fire and water."

Lin Yi raised his head slightly, a hint of surprise and gratitude flashed in his eyes.

Before he could speak, Chu Er continued, "Miss Murong also has something for me to pass on." After that, Chu Er took out a bulging cloth bag from his clothes and handed it to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi took the cloth bag with doubts. The rough touch seemed to carry Murong Ling'er's warmth and kindness.

He slowly opened the cloth bag, his breath catching for a moment. Inside was a neatly arranged stack of silver bills of varying denominations, which, at a glance, amounted to several thousand taels.

In an instant, Lin Yi felt mixed emotions.

He understood that Murong Ling'er had returned all the money he had paid her to help take care of Chu Lingfeng, and even gave her an extra thousand silver notes!

Once upon a time, as the eldest son of the Lin family, he had everything he wanted. Wealth and status were like air that he was born with, and he never cherished them.

But now, he has fallen so low that he has to rely on the help of a little girl from the past to barely make a living.

The fickleness of fate was like a loud slap in the face, leaving him unsure whether to shed tears for the timely help or to smile bitterly at his current misery.