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

"Wow, wow, wow... Mom, my feet hurt."

As soon as Huo Zihao sat down, he couldn't wait to take off his shoes and cried out in grievance.

He felt as if his feet no longer belonged to him. Every inch of his muscles was sore, and the soles of his feet were covered with blisters. The slightest movement caused piercing pain.

When Deng Lihua heard her son's cry, her heart ached. She hurried over and carefully took off Huo Zihao's socks.

When she saw the bloody blisters on the soles of his feet, tears immediately welled up in her eyes. With a trembling and sobbing voice, she shouted to Huo Jianjie who was not far away, "Master, please come and take a look! Zihao's feet are so badly injured that he can't walk at all."

Huo Jianjie heard the shouting and rushed over.

When he saw Huo Zihao's blisters that had already festered and were oozing pus and blood, his brows were tightly knitted together, and his face was full of heartache and worry.

"Dad, wuwuwu..." Huo Zihao had tears in his eyes and looked at Huo Jianjie pitifully, his eyes full of grievance and pain.

At this moment, Huo Shuixian, who was sitting on the ground resting, also took off her socks.

She also had blisters on her feet, and the pain made her face look very ugly.

Seeing Deng Lihua and her son looking at their father with a pitiful and helpless look, Huo Shuixian suddenly felt unhappy.

"Dad, my feet hurt too, and I have blisters."

Huo Shuixian said this with a hint of complaint, and deliberately glanced at Deng Lihua and her son and raised her voice, as if she was competing for favor with Huo Zihao.

Deng Lihua couldn't help but glare at Huo Shuixian after hearing this and said, "Shuixian, your brother is still young, can't you be more accommodating?"

Huo Shuixian refused to give in and replied, "Why wouldn't I give in? I'm in a lot of pain too. Does that mean I'm not my father's daughter anymore?"

"How can you be so ignorant, kid!" Deng Lihua said angrily.

"Hmph! You only know how to favor your son!" Huo Shuixian also got angry.

The two of them were arguing with each other.

Seeing this, Huo Jianjie shouted, "Stop arguing! Isn't it chaotic enough?"

The two of them finally quieted down, but they were still staring at each other, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Huo Jianjie sighed deeply.

In this desolate wilderness, with no village or shop nearby, where could he find medicine? He subconsciously turned his head to look at Murong Ling'er, who was not far away. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he finally decided to go to the official to buy medicine.

Huo Jianjie walked towards the officer and said with a smile, "Sir, my foot is badly injured. Could you please sell me a bottle of medicine?"

The officer glanced at him sideways and said coldly, "Humph! Medicine is expensive! What are you going to buy it with?"

Huo Jianjie quickly took out some small change from his pocket, handed it over, and said, "Sir, this is all I have. Please be kind."

The officer weighed the small change in his hand, then reluctantly took out a bottle of medicine and tossed it to him, saying, "Here! You're lucky!"

Huo Jianjie thanked him profusely and came back with the medicine.

Huo Shuixian had been hoping her father would go find Murong Ling'er and get some food from her.

But when she saw that her father did not go to find Murong Ling'er, but spent money to ask the officials to buy medicine, her heart was suddenly filled with disappointment, and her face became even gloomier.

However, at this time, Huo Jianjie came back with medicine for his injuries.

"Dad, why don't you ask my sister for..."

Huo Shuixian had just begun to speak when she was abruptly interrupted by Huo Jianjie.

Huo Jianjie said with a serious face, "Narcissus, don't go to Ling'er to ask for anything. She doesn't owe us anything. Instead, it's our Huo family that owes her. Besides, it's not easy for her to raise a child alone."

Huo Shuixian was already extremely angry that Huo Jianjie ignored the food and free medicine that Murong Ling'er could provide, and instead chose to buy them from the officials at a high price.

Being interrupted at this moment, he was even more furious and shouted loudly: "Dad, Murong Ling'er is now able to help us, why don't you want her things? We can't make ends meet, and you are still talking about your backbone!"

But when she saw her father, who usually had a mild temper, now had a gloomy face and a serious expression that was almost harsh, Huo Shuixian's voice unconsciously lowered, but she still looked unconvinced.

Deng Lihua hurriedly advised, "Shuixian, don't talk to your father like that. Your father has his reasons for doing this."

But Huo Shuixian was still very angry. She felt that her father was too partial.

In her opinion, since Murong Ling'er is capable, why doesn't she take care of her family? She would rather give benefits to outsiders than care about her own family. How can she be worthy of being a member of the Huo family?

On the other side, Murong Ling'er was carefully counting the big package that He Mufeng and others gave her.

The contents of the package were extremely rich. In addition to bottles and jars of various medicines for injuries, such as hemostatic medicine, swelling-reducing ointment, and detoxifying pills, there were also several high-quality and precious medicinal herbs.

In addition, there was a thick stack of silver notes in considerable amounts, a rich variety of food including sweet cakes, delicious dried meat, fresh fruits, warm fur coats, and thick bedding made of high-quality materials, soft and comfortable, and even a token symbolizing identity.

While counting, Murong Ling'er was thinking in her mind that with these things, and adding some daily necessities from the space into it, she wouldn't have to worry about anyone discovering the secret of the space.

She thought about the pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and some clothes in the space. If they could be put together in the package, it would be much more convenient to use them in the future, and she wouldn't have to rack her brains to find excuses to explain the origin of the things.

When Murong Chen saw the thick blanket in the package, his eyes lit up and he danced with joy. He smiled brightly and said, "Mom, this is great. There are blankets in here. We don't have to worry about being cold even if we sleep in the wilderness at night."

The mother and son happily packed the packages, then took out the large quilt and carefully spread it on the ground.

At this moment, Chiffon appeared with several villagers.

The village chief of Shuiliwei Village looked at the sixty or seventy fugitives outside the village with a very cold expression.

He turned his head, his gaze fixed directly on Chifeng, and said sternly, "Master Qi, it's not impossible for you to use this place to rest, but these fugitives must not enter our village. If we discover that anyone is causing trouble in the village, I will not let them off lightly."

Chifeng hurriedly smiled, nodded, and bowed as he replied, "Don't worry, Village Chief! We will definitely not cause any trouble to the village."

After hearing this, the village chief snorted coldly and was about to turn around and take the villagers back to the village.

At this moment, a convict couldn't help but shout angrily: "Humph! It's just a shabby village, what's so great about it? Why won't you let us in?"

Upon hearing this, the village chief's expression instantly became uglier.

Chifeng shouted angrily, "How dare you! Apologize to the village chief immediately!"

Even though the convict was dissatisfied, he did not dare to disobey Chifeng's order and apologized reluctantly while mumbling.

Murong Ling'er and Chu Lingfeng witnessed this scene and were very curious as to why Qifeng was so polite to the village chief.

The officers were busy setting up camp, planning to rest here for a while.