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

Murong Ling'er walked towards the dock with firm steps, with some plans in mind.

The person in charge of the dock was a shrewd middle-aged man named Zhao Quan. He looked Murong Ling'er up and down with his sharp eyes, which were full of suspicion and scrutiny, as if he wanted to see through her.

Murong Ling'er stated her purpose straight away. When Zhao Quan heard that she wanted to sell a boat, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but when he heard the price Murong Ling'er quoted, his face instantly darkened.

"Girl, your price is too high. This old boat is not worth it!" Zhao Quan crossed his arms, with a tough attitude, his chin slightly raised, and an expression that left no room for doubt.

Murong Linger smiled slightly and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Boss Zhao, although this boat is old, its frame is strong. Look at the materials, they are all top-quality, and with a little repair, it can still be used for many years. This is a sure-win business for you." As she spoke, she pointed to several key parts of the boat, trying to make Zhao Quan see the value of the boat.

However, Zhao Quan remained unmoved. He shook his head repeatedly, his voice rising a few degrees: "No, no, the price is too high, there is no room for negotiation. Girl, you'd better stop wasting your breath."

Murong Ling'er was not in a hurry, still smiling. She glanced at Zhao Quan and suddenly had an idea. She noticed that Zhao Quan pressed his waist with his hands from time to time, his face was slightly pale, and there was a layer of fine sweat beads on his forehead, which seemed particularly abnormal in this cold winter.

"Boss Zhao, I see that you don't look well. Are you unwell?" Murong Ling'er asked tentatively, with concern in her eyes.

Zhao Quan frowned and snorted, "What does it have to do with you?" There was a hint of impatience in his tone, as if he didn't want anyone to touch his privacy.

Murong Ling'er said softly, "I know a little about medicine, maybe I can see something." Her voice was soft but firm.

Zhao Quan looked at her doubtfully, his eyes filled with suspicion. "You? What medical skills can a little girl like you know?"

Murong Ling'er said calmly, "Boss Zhao's condition is that whenever the weather is cold, your waist will ache unbearably and you won't be able to sleep at night. You often feel a heaviness in your waist, as if a huge rock is pressing on it."

Zhao Quan was startled, his expression changed slightly, and his originally tense face relaxed a little: "How did you know?"

Murong Ling'er had a clue in her mind and continued, "This is due to your long-term fatigue and the cold and dampness. The cold and dampness have invaded the meridians and blocked the circulation of qi and blood. If you don't treat it, it will only become more serious in the future and may even affect your normal movements." Her tone was serious and earnest.

Zhao Quan's expression became nervous and he clenched his hands unconsciously: "Is there any way to cure that girl?" His eyes were now full of anticipation and a hint of fear.

Murong Ling'er nodded confidently: "I can give you acupuncture treatment immediately to relieve the pain."

After saying that, Murong Ling'er took out a silver needle from her bag. The silver needle flashed with a cold light in the cold wind.

Zhao Quan was skeptical, but the pain in his waist made him decide to give it a try. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's give it a try."

Murong Ling'er was skilled in the technique. She found the acupuncture points and inserted the silver needles accurately. Her movements were gentle and quick, and her expression was focused and confident. Every time a needle was placed, it seemed to carry a magical power.

A moment later, Zhao Quan felt a sense of relief in his waist, and the pain was significantly reduced. He moved his waist in surprise, with an incredible expression on his face: "Oh! It really feels much better!"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Zhao Quan's eyes, and his tone became eager: "If the young lady can really cure my illness, the price of this boat can be negotiated."

Murong Ling'er then explained to Zhao Quan the subsequent recuperation methods, including dietary precautions, daily activity taboos, etc.

Zhao Quan's attitude towards Murong Ling'er changed drastically. He said with a broad smile, "Young lady, you are truly a miracle doctor! I was blind to her before. The price you mentioned for the boat is fine. I agree! Not only that, I'll also give you a carriage and some supplies as a token of my appreciation."

Murong Ling'er thanked Zhao Quan, took the silver and gifts, turned around and walked towards the crowd.

Murong Ling'er took the silver and returned to the crowd.

Chifeng looked at the silver in her hand, full of gratitude.

"Miss Murong, I really don't know how to thank you." Chifeng said.

Murong Ling'er handed the silver to Qi Feng and said, "Captain Qi, go and exchange it for the necessary supplies!"

Huo Shuixian, watching Murong Ling'er steal the show, felt a surge of jealousy. She said sarcastically, "Hmph! It's just good luck! Who knows, she must have resorted to some shady tactics to get the dock manager to relent."

When these words were spoken, the convicts were not happy.

"Miss Huo, what are you talking about? Miss Murong relied on her own ability and kindness. Don't make up stories here."

"That's right, you're not capable enough yet you're jealous of others. You don't even look at your own character."

Huo Shuixian's face turned pale and blue due to the criticism.

Huo Yinyin, who had been silent all this time, became happy when she saw the new carriage. She couldn't help thinking in her heart: Although this woman Murong Ling'er is very annoying, she is quite capable. With this carriage, I don't have to walk!

Chu Lingfeng looked at Murong Ling'er with admiration in his eyes.

Murong Chen, seeing the new carriage, jumped for joy.

Seeing everyone's excitement, Chifeng quickly said, "Alright, now that we have the money, let's hurry up and buy some and get on the road."

After saying that, he took a few strong convicts and little kids with him, and went to purchase the necessary supplies with some silver.

The market was bustling with people. Chiffon carefully selected items and bargained with the vendors.

On the other side, Murong Ling'er looked at the excited Murong Chen, her heart filled with tenderness.

"Chen'er, we will set off to a new place soon!" Murong Chen blinked his big eyes and nodded vigorously.

At this time, Chifeng and his friends came back with large and small bags of supplies.

Everyone began to load supplies onto the carriage and pack their bags in an orderly manner.

Huo Shuixian stood aside. Although she no longer said anything, the jealousy in her eyes had not dissipated. She looked at Murong Ling'er's back with resentment.

Huo Yinyin circled the carriage several times, muttering, "This carriage is really great. I can suffer less in the future!"

When Wang heard her daughter's words, she shook her head helplessly. She knew that her daughter's ignorance and jealous nature were really inappropriate.

Murong Ling'er looked at the carriage, which was bigger than the previous one and could easily accommodate one more person. She then looked at Huo Jianjie's tired face and said, "Dad, please hold Zihao and get in the carriage!" Huo Jianjie was about to refuse when Murong Ling'er had already helped him into the carriage.

This scene made Huo Shuixian hate him even more. She gritted her teeth and muttered, "Humph! You only know how to pretend to be a good person and show off your kindness."

Murong Ling'er could naturally feel the resentful look in Huo Shuixian's eyes, but she didn't care at all. He was just a jumping clown!

Everything was ready, Chifeng gave the order: "Let's go!" and the team moved forward slowly.