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

Murong Ling'er took Murong Chen towards the residence arranged for them.

The houses of the Tang family are unique. They are built against caves, cleverly utilizing the natural structure of the caves. Huge stones are piled up to form solid walls at the entrances of the caves. The walls are carved with exquisite patterns, including ancient totems and auspicious patterns.

The roof of the house is paved with thick wooden boards covered with a thick layer of thatch, which is both warm and rainproof.

These houses are scattered throughout the valley, connected by winding paths. From a distance, they look like a mysterious village hidden in the valley.

The arrival of Murong Ling'er and her group undoubtedly caused a stir among the peaceful Tang family.

Even after the exiles had gone into their respective rooms, the Tang clan members were still gathered in the yard, with surprised expressions on their faces, whispering about the burning of the Misty Forest and the arrival of these uninvited guests.

Tang Muyang stared at Tang Xiangling solemnly, his words filled with accusations: "Xiangling, you really shouldn't have brought them into our clan. Our clan has lived in seclusion here for decades and has always been safe and sound."

"Even if the Misty Forest burned, as long as we stayed inside, the outside world wouldn't easily disturb us. But now you've disturbed this peace. If these people harbor evil intentions, our people can no longer withstand any more setbacks."

Tang Xiangling's face was full of panic. She really hadn't thought it through at the time. She just saw these people in such a miserable state and looked so miserable. The Tang family's land happened to be the only way to go out. She couldn't bear it, so she took the initiative to bring them back.

Hearing her father's harsh words at this moment, she woke up from her dream, and endless regret surged in her heart. She lowered her head, bit her lips tightly, and tugged at the corners of her clothes with her hands nervously, her eyes full of self-blame.

When Tang Muyang saw his daughter like this, he sighed inwardly, his face full of worry. He didn't have much time left, and his daughter grew up in this isolated place like a paradise. Her heart was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, and her kindness was almost naive. She had never experienced the dangers of the outside world, nor did she understand the complexity and volatility of human hearts.

He knew very well that if the people he brought back today really had ill intentions, then the entire Tang family would probably face a catastrophe. By then, everything that the Tang family had worked so hard to protect would be in vain, and the position of the next clan leader might have to be handed over to someone else helplessly.

When he thought of this, Tang Muyang frowned even more tightly, and the sorrow in his heart surged like a tide.

"Chief, although the burning of the Fantasy Mist Forest was an accident, from another perspective, this may not be entirely a bad thing. In the past, in order to go out to exchange supplies, the tribe members could only take the risk of walking on the dangerous cliff path, and they might be crushed to pieces if they were not careful. Now that the forest is gone, a relatively safe path has been opened up. In the future, we don't have to take risks when we go out." An old man in the tribe said slowly.

"Yes! Clan leader, everything in the world has two sides. We might as well think more about the positive side. Maybe this is a turning point given by God to our Tang family!" Another clan member also echoed.

Everyone discussed the burning of the Misty Forest one after another, and gradually realized that there were pros and cons, and it wasn't just a worrying side.

Especially after hearing Tang Xiangling say that these fugitives would leave early tomorrow morning and would not stay in the tribe for long, everyone's concerns dissipated a lot, and they all expressed that they no longer had any objections.

Murong Ling'er listened quietly for a while, and couldn't help but agree with what Chu Lingfeng had said before.

The Tang family members are indeed all sincere people, and each of them is simple, kind, hospitable, without any hypocrisy or affectation.

That night, the Tang clan's territory was exceptionally quiet and no accidents occurred.

The next morning, before dawn, a hazy morning mist enveloped the entire valley.

Murong Ling'er was meditating in the room as usual. Her breathing was even and long, and a faint spiritual aura emanated from her body.

Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door broke the silence, followed by Huo Jianjie's anxious cry: "Ling'er, something bad has happened. I got up early to check on Narcissus, but she wasn't in the room. I don't know where she went."

Huo Jianjie's shout instantly woke up Murong Chen who was sleeping.

The little guy rubbed his eyes and asked dazedly, "Mom? What's wrong?"

Murong Linger gently stood up, walked to the bed, gently touched his head, and said softly: "It's okay, you sleep a little longer, mother will go out to take a look."

After saying that, she straightened her clothes, walked quickly to the door, opened it, and saw Huo Jianjie standing outside the door with an anxious look on his face, a hint of panic in his eyes.

After saying this, Murong Ling'er took light steps and slowly opened the door with her hand.

At this moment, Huo Jianjie had completely lost his usual composure and looked extremely panicked. His hair, which was usually combed meticulously and smoothly, was now scattered messily on his shoulders. He had no time to tidy it up. He just kept pacing back and forth at the door, rubbing his hands together, as if this could ease his inner anxiety.

As soon as Murong Ling'er opened the door, he rushed forward and shouted in a trembling and anxious voice: "Ling'er, Narcissus is missing!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Ling'er's eyebrows immediately furrowed tightly, forming a beautiful "川" character. A hint of doubt flashed across her eyes, and she asked softly, "Is she the only one missing? Where are Aunt Li and Zihao?"

Huo Jianjie stamped his feet anxiously, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He gasped and said, "They and their mother are here, but Narcissus is missing!"

After saying this, he slammed his thigh hard again, his face full of regret. "I was so tired after a long day of traveling on the mountain road yesterday that I didn't even have time to talk to Narcissus. Who would have thought that after just one night, she would disappear inexplicably! What should I do now?"

Murong Ling'er raised her hand slightly and gently placed it on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. She said softly, "Don't worry. I'll have someone search the area carefully. Maybe she finds it interesting and will go out for a walk on her own and come back soon."

After comforting Huo Jianjie, Murong Linger walked straight towards Chifeng's residence.

It was still dawn at this time. Chifeng was stretching his muscles in the yard. When he saw Murong Ling'er rushing over, he knew that it must be an urgent matter.

Murong Ling'er briefly explained the purpose of her visit. Without saying anything, Chifeng immediately summoned more than ten yamen runners. These runners were all well-trained and, under the leadership of Murong Ling'er, quickly launched a carpet search in the territory of the Tang family!