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

In the inn, Chiffon was arranging breakfast. His eyes were calm and firm as he examined every exile.

On the simple dining table, steamed buns and porridge were steaming. The exiles ate in silence, and the atmosphere was depressing.

After breakfast, Chiffon gathered them together again. He stood tall and straight, speaking in a resonant voice: "Everyone, cheer up and get ready to go!"

No one dared to disobey and stood up one after another.

Chiffon walked at the front of the team, followed by the exiles who were either dejected or resentful.

"Mom, I want to walk later. Please give the carriage to Aunt Yinyin! She is really pitiful."

Murong Chen said this with a firm face, his bright eyes full of pity, because he couldn't bear to see Uncle Chu sad.

Although this little child is young, he has a kind heart.

He remembered seeing Chu Yinyin limping before, and his heart was filled with sympathy. He felt that he was in good physical condition and that walking for a distance would not be a difficult task for him. He believed that he could bear it.

"Sister, I, I can walk by myself." Huo Zihao also quickly expressed his opinion, his tone revealing stubbornness and understanding.

Murong Ling'er looked at the two children with a relieved smile on her face. She nodded and said, "That's good. A man should have a good physique, so proper exercise will be good for you. If you are really tired or can't walk anymore, just tell me."

Chu Yinyin felt very complicated when she heard what the two children said. She didn't expect that the two little guys would take the initiative to give the carriage to her. She felt both ashamed and grateful.

I feel ashamed that I had a quarrel with the children over a trivial matter before, but I am grateful for their kindness and generosity at this moment.

When Chu Lingfeng heard what the children said, his heart was filled with warmth. The children were so sensible and considerate. On the contrary, it made his sister seem even more willful and capricious.

"These two children are so sensible that it makes me feel distressed." Chu Lingfeng said with emotion, looking at Murong Ling'er, "Miss Murong, the way you educate your children is truly admirable. You have taught them to be so kind and sensible."

"Okay, hurry up and eat something and drink some water. Don't cry if you can't walk later!" Murong Ling'er reminded the two children with a smile.

"Hmph! Mom, I won't cry! I'm a man." Murong Chen raised his chin with a proud look on his face.

"Sister, Zihao won't cry either. Zihao wants to be a man!" Huo Zihao also promised.

Along the way, the two talked and laughed, encouraging each other.

"Uncle, do you think we will become heroes as powerful as Uncle Chu in the future?" Murong Chen asked curiously.

"Of course! As long as we study martial arts hard, we will become heroes in the future, protect the weak and uphold justice!" Huo Zihao answered confidently.

As they chatted, they forgot their tiredness and walked a long way without realizing it.

On this side, Deng Lihua and Huo Jianjie looked at the brother and sister talking and laughing from afar, and they felt relieved instantly. They were pleased that Murong Ling'er could teach the children to be so sensible.

However, Huo Shuixian stared at Murong Ling'er intently, and her jealous eyes were like sharp arrows, as if they wanted to shoot several holes in Murong Ling'er's body.

She was filled with resentment and jealousy burning like a flame, and she wondered angrily why no one suggested that she take a carriage when she was also unable to walk. She felt deeply unfair, and her resentment grew stronger.

Murong Ling'er simply ignored the jealous, envious, or resentful gazes around her, and slowly looked up at the gloomy sky above her head.

The thick dark clouds piled up layer by layer, like a huge black curtain, as if they would collapse at any time.

She looked around at the exposed dirt road again. The strong wind had begun to blow up the dust, and her heart was instantly filled with worry.

Chu Lingfeng looked in the direction of her finger, his expression gradually darkening. He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "These dense clouds are definitely not ordinary. Such thick dark clouds are like a mountain about to collapse, pressing down on people and making it difficult to breathe. The howling wind and flying dust are definitely the precursors of an approaching storm."

Murong Ling'er nodded slightly, her eyes filled with worry. "With such bad weather, if a torrential downpour comes, and we're in this place without any shelter, I'm afraid we'll be in trouble."

Chu Lingfeng nodded slightly: "Indeed, we need to find a place to hide as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. However, it is so empty around here that it is not easy to find a suitable place."

At the same time, Chifeng and others also noticed that the sky was gradually darkening.

Chifeng's expression became extremely solemn. He immediately shouted to the officers behind him, "Everyone, hurry up! We must find a place to take shelter before the rainstorm arrives."

As soon as these words were spoken, the convicts were immediately in an uproar.

"What should we do? If we get caught in a rainstorm, we'll be in trouble."

"Yeah! It's out in the middle of nowhere, there's not even a place to hide from the rain."

"God is going to kill us!" Everyone was talking at once, and panic quickly spread among the crowd.

Murong Ling'er looked at the fugitives with concern and said, "Everyone, don't panic. Times like this require us to stay calm."

"Calm down? How can we calm down? It's about to rain heavily, where can we hide?" a convict shouted.

"That's right, isn't this pushing us to death?" another prisoner echoed.

Chu Lingfeng raised his voice and said, "Listen everyone, complaining won't solve the problem. As long as we work together, we will definitely find a way to deal with it."

However, the prisoners' panic did not subside. "Who knows if we can find a place to hide from the rain? We might all get soaked to death here."

Murong Linger shouted anxiously, "Don't lose heart, everyone. As long as we speed up, there might be a cave or a place to take shelter from the rain ahead."

The prisoners continued to complain to each other, and the atmosphere of fear and despair became increasingly strong among the crowd.

At this moment, Chifeng walked over with a dignified look on his face and shouted loudly: "Shut up! Now is not the time to complain, get on your way immediately. If anyone talks any more, don't blame me for being rude!" His voice was like a loud bell, which shocked the convicts into silence instantly.

Chifeng continued, "At this critical juncture of life and death, we can only give it our all. We must hurry forward, as there's still a glimmer of hope. If we waste time here, we'll surely die!"

Under Chiffon's majesty, the convicts were still afraid, but they dared not say anything more. They could only quicken their pace and continue forward.

The wind was blowing harder and harder, as if urging people to speed up their pace, as an unknown and severe test was about to come.