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

The convicts' speed increased significantly, and their heavy steps continued to advance along the long road.

Everyone was exhausted, and at noon, the long-awaited gong finally sounded, signaling a break in the performance.

There was a clang sound, followed by the officer's rough shout.

"Everyone stop and rest here. You can take care of yourselves."

"Oh my God! We can finally stop and rest." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaohao, you stay here, I'm going to collect firewood." Deng Lihua put the luggage next to Huo Zihao, dragged her tired body, and slowly walked into the woods beside the official road.

Huo Shuixian was also extremely tired and her eyes were blurry with hunger. She glanced at Deng Lihua, then sat down on the ground weakly, not moving.

Huo Jianjie immediately went to find Murong Ling'er. Seeing that she was about to get up, he quickly said, "Ling'er, you must be very tired after carrying Kanchen'er for so long. You should rest first. Dad will go find some firewood for you."

Huo Jianjie's eyes were full of love and care, as he knew very well the hardships his daughter had gone through.

When Huo Jianjie saw Murong Ling'er was about to go into the woods, he quickly held her down and turned around and hurried into the woods.

Seeing this, Murong Ling'er did not refuse. She took out the pots and pans from the package and placed them neatly on the ground.

She looked at the tired crowd and thought to herself: It’s not enough to just eat some wild vegetables and dry food, we have to nourish their bodies.

So she rested for a while, then got up and went into the woods.

The forest is lush with trees, and the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows.

Murong Ling'er walked cautiously, observing her surroundings with sharp eyes.

After a while, she found the traces of a hare.

The hare had brown-gray fur and its ears were erected alertly. Murong Ling'er approached it quietly, holding her breath and staring at the hare's every move. When the moment was right, she pounced and grabbed the hare tightly with both hands.

Murong Ling'er happily returned to the resting place with the wild rabbit, pulled out a sharp dagger and started dealing with it.

I saw that she was skilled and quick in her movements. She quickly skinned and gutted the rabbit and then cleaned it carefully.

By the time Huo Jianjie brought back a pile of firewood, Murong Ling'er had already put the processed rabbit aside for later use.

Huo Jianjie was greatly surprised to see the equipment such as pots, pans, and utensils. He did not expect his daughter to be so thoughtful. He felt touched and relieved.

"I bought this quietly at the post station last night."

Murong Ling'er explained this lightly.

When Huo Jianjie heard this, he was stunned at first, and then he woke up as if from a dream and suddenly realized.

Last night, not only did Murong Ling'er pay extra to stay in a single room, but several fugitives also paid out of their own pockets to stay in single rooms and bought a lot of things.

Even Deng Lihua took advantage of this rare opportunity to secretly buy some dry food in case of emergency.

When the fire was burning brightly and the pot was set up steadily, Fu Yinong inadvertently saw other convicts using pots and pans skillfully.

The scene was lively yet had a touch of everyday life.

Chifeng naturally noticed these situations, but he didn't say anything.

After all, his duty was to send these people to the place of exile safely. He was too lazy to care about what happened along the way or what the convicts did as long as it was not too outrageous.

Murong Ling'er carefully took out two pots and three bowls from her space. She began to operate them skillfully. The big pot was filled with delicious rabbit meat, and the small pot was filled with fragrant rice.

When Huo Jianjie saw the white rice, he initially thought that it was bought at the post station last night, so he didn't say anything.

At this moment, his mind was more focused on how to take care of his family and how to cope with this long road of exile.

On this side, Deng Lihua finally started a fire, but when she looked up, she saw Huo Jianjie accompanying Murong Ling'er. He didn't even glance at her, let alone help her share the burden of taking care of the children.

She was instantly furious, the resentment surging in her heart, but she had nowhere to vent it.

Huo Shuixian was also full of dissatisfaction. She bit her lip and looked at Huo Jianjie's back with a wronged look, then lowered her head, her eyes silently reddening.

Her heart was filled with jealousy and hatred towards Murong Ling'er. Why could that bitch easily receive her father's attention and companionship? In what way could she not compare to her? The more Huo Shuixian thought about it, the angrier she became, and the flames of jealousy burned more vigorously in her heart.

In Huo Shuixian's eyes, Murong Ling'er was only relying on her pretty face and delicate and artificial demeanor to attract her father's attention. She felt that Murong Ling'er had no real ability at all and was just relying on pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy.

I am not inferior to my father in terms of appearance or talent, but my father seems to be blind and ignores my kindness.

Huo Shuixian secretly vowed that she must find an opportunity to teach Murong Ling'er a lesson and win back her father's heart from her.

Every time she saw Murong Ling'er's smug smile, Huo Shuixian felt that it was the biggest mockery of herself, and the hatred in her heart increased a little more.

She clenched her fists, digging her nails deep into her palms, as if this could ease the anger and resentment in her heart.

“They have pots!”

Chu Yinyin's voice full of surprise suddenly rang out. She saw that several fugitives actually took out iron pots. She was immediately surprised and envious, and couldn't help shouting.

"What's so strange about that? If you have money, you can buy it quietly at the post station."

Chuchu's tone was calm as water, not a hint of surprise.

In her opinion, which family among these exiles didn't have some private money hidden away? Only their Chu Palace was mercilessly searched by the Jinyiwei.

"Sister, why don't you buy some pots and bowls? How am I supposed to eat?"

As soon as Chu Yinyin heard what her sister said, she immediately started complaining, her tone full of childish dissatisfaction.

Chuchu rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "Can you carry all these things?"

When Chu Yinyin thought of the heavy weight of the pot and bowl, the scene of herself struggling to move forward emerged in her mind, and she suddenly became silent like a deflated ball.

But after a while, she couldn't help but grumble again: "But we only bought food. How inconvenient it is to not have a pot to cook! Others can cook something hot, but we can only eat dry roasted food."

Chu Yinyin felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke, her voice beginning to tear up. "Sister, look, others can make soup and stew rice, but we can only eat this tasteless barbecue. I also want to drink some hot soup and eat some hot rice."

Chu Chu frowned and said, "Alright, alright, stop complaining. It's good enough to have these to eat. Just be content!"

Chu Yinyin bit her lip and stopped talking, but she still felt very unhappy.

At this time, Chu Lingfeng was concentrating on stringing the meat that Chu Chu bought last night into skewers, and then roasting them over the fire.

Most of the prisoners chose to barbecue directly, which was simple and rough.

Soon, the entire rest area was filled with the rich aroma of barbecue. The aroma filled the air and teased everyone's taste buds.