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

Just as Murong Ling'er was about to turn around and leave, Deng Lihua hurried over and said with difficulty, "Ling'er, could you please help me buy some food? Zihao hasn't had much to eat all the way. Also, could you help Zihao pick out some suitable clothes? His clothes are already worn out."

Murong Ling'er smiled and agreed: "Don't worry, I will definitely take care of it."

As soon as he finished speaking, several more women gathered around.

One of the women, surnamed Liu, said anxiously, "Miss Murong, please bring me some food! My child is crying from hunger, and my wife's clothes are in tatters."

Another woman surnamed Li also pleaded, "Miss Murong, I want to buy some clothes for my daughter. Her clothes are all torn. Could you please help me pick out some clothes?"

There was also a woman named Zhao with a worried look on her face: "Miss Murong, we really don't have much to eat at home. Can you help me buy something to fill my stomach?"

Murong Ling'er looked at their expectant eyes and agreed one by one: "Don't worry, sisters, I have remembered everything and will do my best to help you."

The group entered the city. Murong Ling'er followed behind Chifeng, but her eyes kept observing the shops around them.

She was thinking about taking advantage of this opportunity to purchase more necessary supplies.

Walking into a grocery store, Murong Ling'er picked out some salt, needles and thread, and commonly used medicinal herbs. While no one was paying attention, she quietly put some of the items into her personal space.

After leaving the grocery store, Murong Ling'er walked into a cloth shop. Her fingers gently brushed over the cloth, selecting them carefully.

Soft and durable cotton cloth was chosen for Huo Zihao, thinking that the child would be comfortable wearing it. Thick coarse linen was picked for Liu's husband, which was durable and practical. Brightly colored floral cloth was chosen for Li's daughter's clothes, which would definitely make the girl look lively and cute.

Then, Murong Ling'er came to a grain store. She bought a lot of rice and flour, and also selected some coarse grains that were easy to store, such as millet and sorghum.

In the corner, she saw a basket of sweet potatoes. Thinking that they would be both filling and cheap, she bought some more.

When paying, she secretly put a small bag of rice into her personal space while the waiter was not paying attention.

Afterwards, Murong Ling'er walked into a butcher shop and looked at the fresh pork on the chopping board. She hesitated for a moment, but still bought a few pounds.

Passing by a pastry shop, she remembered the children's eager eyes and bought a few bags of sweet cakes.

Passing by a grocery store, Murong Ling'er bought some flints, candles, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other daily necessities.

When no one was paying attention, she put some small items into the space.

The purchases were almost complete, and Murong Ling'er's package was already bulging, but she knew that these supplies were far from enough for everyone.

When passing by a blacksmith shop, Murong Ling'er paused for a moment, then bought a small dagger and quietly hid it in the space in case of emergency.

After purchasing all the necessary supplies, Murong Ling'er went to meet up with Qifeng and others.

When Chifeng saw her, he glanced at the package she was holding, but seeing that there wasn't much in it, he didn't pay much attention to it.

After Murong Ling'er met up with Chifeng and others, she left the city with the team.

Murong Ling'er had just returned to the post station and before she had time to catch her breath, she was surrounded by a group of people.

"Ling'er, we've been waiting for you to come back." Deng Lihua was the first to step forward.

Murong Linger smiled and said, "Don't worry, sisters. I'll distribute the things to everyone right away."

As she spoke, she opened the package and handed the clothes and food she had chosen for Huo Zihao to Deng Lihua.

"Let Zihao try this dress and see if it fits."

Deng Lihua took it, her eyes full of gratitude.

Then, Murong Ling'er distributed the things she bought for Ms. Liu, Ms. Li, and Ms. Zhao one by one, and the women thanked her repeatedly.

After Murong Ling'er finished these things, she remembered that her son Murong Chen was still hungry, so she decided to go to the kitchen of the inn to cook something for him.

Murong Ling'er came to the kitchen. The kitchen of the inn was managed by a plump middle-aged woman.

I think Chifeng had informed her in advance. When Murong Ling'er walked in, she not only did not get angry, but was also very kind.

"Master, I would like to borrow the stove to cook some food. Is it convenient?" Murong Ling'er bowed slightly and asked politely.

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she nodded quickly, a smile on her face, and said, "It's convenient, girl, feel free to use it. You just need to empty the stove before dinner."

Murong Ling'er was delighted and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Master. You are such a kind person."

The middle-aged woman waved her hand and said, "Don't be polite, girl. Seeing how anxious you are, I guess your child must be starving!"

Murong Ling'er nodded and said, "Yes! Master, the child is still young and has been traveling all the way. He hasn't had anything to eat yet."

The middle-aged woman looked sympathetic and said, "Alas! It's not easy to be away from home. Just go about your business, girl. If you need any ingredients, just tell me."

Murong Ling'er looked at her gratefully and said, "Master, thank you so much. I brought some ingredients with me, which should be enough."

After saying that, Murong Ling'er started to get busy. She took out a piece of fresh pork, some vegetables, and a few eggs from the bag she was carrying.

The middle-aged woman watched Murong Ling'er skillfully arrange the ingredients, chopping vegetables and beating eggs. Her movements were methodical and she couldn't help but praise her, "Girl, your movements are so neat. You must cook a lot at home!"

Murong Linger smiled and said, "Master, please forgive me for laughing. It's all for the child. I'll practice it slowly."

The kitchen was steaming hot, and Murong Ling'er was thinking about making a delicious meal for her son as soon as possible.

After a while, the aroma of food filled the kitchen.

Murong Ling'er's forehead was slightly sweaty, but she didn't bother to wipe it off, her eyes fixed on the food in the pot.

The middle-aged woman smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but say, "Girl, this smell is so delicious just by smelling it. Your child is in for a treat!"

Murong Ling'er chuckled and responded, "I just hope the child can eat more. He has lost weight during this journey."

Finally, the meal was ready. Murong Ling'er carefully put the food in a bowl and prepared to leave the kitchen.

The middle-aged woman called her: "Girl, walk slower and take good care of the children!" Murong Ling'er thanked her again and hurried back to the room.

When Murong Chen saw the food his mother brought, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mom, I'm so hungry!"

Murong Ling'er touched her son's head distressedly and said, "Eat quickly, baby."

Murong Chen ate with big mouthfuls, mumbling as he ate, "Mother's cooking is the best."

Murong Ling'er looked at her son wolfing down his food, her face full of satisfaction and relief. She said, "Son, eat slowly, don't choke!"

Murong Chen stuffed his mouth with food, nodded, and continued to eat.

Murong Linger smiled softly, served some more food, and said, "Son, eat first. I'll go get some food for your Uncle Chu. He's had a hard time on the journey."

Murong Chen swallowed the food in his mouth and said obediently: "Okay, Mom, go ahead!"