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

The next morning, the cold wind blew as hard as a knife.

Chiffon led the exiled team. They shivered in the biting cold wind, but still moved forward firmly. Every step was like sliding on ice, and the cold air made it difficult for them to breathe.

The people in the team wrapped their clothes tightly to try to resist the severe cold.

However, the cold wind mercilessly penetrated their clothes, freezing their fingers and toes numb.

Some people even shivered from the cold and their steps became heavy.

Looking at the scene before him, Chifeng couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart. He knew that these people were innocent victims who were forced to leave their homes and suffer such hardships, but as an official of the court, he had to carry out his mission no matter how great the difficulties were.

In this way, under the leadership of Chiffon, the exile team arduously crossed the cold wilderness.

In order to treat Chu Lingfeng, Murong Linger asked Chu Yinyin not to ride in the carriage for the time being.

Chu Yinyin was furious after hearing this and said in a very unconvinced manner, "Why should I go down? I won't!"

Wang knew that Murong Ling'er must have her reasons for doing this, so she quickly advised: "Yinyin, don't be willful. Miss Murong must have her reasons for doing this."

Chuchu also followed suit, "Yinyin, be obedient! Just listen to Miss Murong."

Although Chu Yinyin was unwilling and unhappy in her heart, looking at her eldest brother's unquestionable eyes, she finally jumped off the carriage angrily, her heart full of grievances.

Inside the carriage, there were only Murong Ling'er, Murong Chen and Chu Lingfeng.

Murong Ling'er had a serious look on her face as she prepared to use silver needles to detoxify Chu Lingfeng and treat his legs. She opened the medicine box she carried with her and took out a row of slender silver needles, her eyes focused and determined.

"It may be a little painful, you need to be patient." Murong Ling'er said softly.

Chu Lingfeng nodded, "Miss Murong, go ahead and do what you want. I can bear it."

Murong Ling'er skillfully inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture points on Chu Lingfeng's legs. Every time the needle was inserted, Chu Lingfeng frowned slightly and clenched his teeth.

Murong Chen watched from the side and asked with concern, "Uncle Chu, does it hurt?" As he spoke, he used his little hands to wipe the sweat off Chu Lingfeng's face.

But Chu Lingfeng never said a word, his eyes full of trust in Murong Ling'er.

As the number of silver needles increased, beads of sweat began to appear on Chu Lingfeng's forehead and his face became slightly pale.

Seeing this, Murong Ling'er asked softly, "How do you feel?"

Chu Lingfeng endured the pain and forced a smile, "It's okay, I have Miss Murong here, I feel relieved."

Murong Ling'er's hands kept moving while she closely observed Chu Lingfeng's reaction and adjusted the depth and position of the silver needle.

As time passed, Chu Lingfeng's clothes were soaked with sweat, and Murong Ling'er's forehead was also covered with sweat beads, but she was fully focused and did not dare to slack off at all.

Murong Chen watched nervously from the side, his little hands tightly clutching the corner of his clothes, his face full of worry.

"Mother, will Uncle Chu be okay?"

Murong Linger comforted him, "Don't worry, Chen'er. Your Uncle Chu is just a little bit in pain. He will be fine soon."

After a long and arduous period, the treatment is finally coming to an end.

After Murong Ling'er gently pulled out the last silver needle, her expression suddenly froze. She discovered that there was a poisonous insect lurking in Chu Lingfeng's body. This poisonous insect was extremely stubborn and difficult to remove. It required rare treasures from heaven and earth to do so.

She frowned and had to use her spiritual power to freeze the insect and temporarily control it from attacking her body.

At the moment when Murong Ling'er exerted her spiritual power, the witch Feiyu, who was only a city away, vomited blood and fainted on the ground.

The maids around her were panicked and in chaos.

"Go and call a wizard!" The maids' shouts echoed throughout the courtyard.

Fei Yu slowly woke up, his face as pale as paper.

"Someone moved the insect..." she muttered to herself, her eyes filled with astonishment and anger.

Chu Lingfeng is still unaware of the poisonous insect in his body.

Murong Ling'er told him the truth with a serious expression. Chu Lingfeng was shocked at first, but then he regained his composure.

"Miss Murong, is there any way to take it out?" Chu Lingfeng sighed.

Murong Ling'er's eyes were firm. "Not yet, but I have sealed it in your body. If you want to remove the insect, you need the natural treasure Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus, and this Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus is not easy to find."

Chu Lingfeng frowned and said, "Where exactly does this Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus grow? No matter how difficult it is, I will find it."

Murong Ling'er shook her head slightly and replied, "This Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus grows on the top of an extremely cold snowy mountain. It is often guarded by powerful monsters and is frostbitten. It is very dangerous."

Chu Lingfeng's eyes were determined, and he said without hesitation, "Even so, I can't just sit there and wait for death. Miss Murong, please tell me more about the top of the snow mountain and the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus."

Murong Ling'er looked at his determined eyes and said slowly, "The top of the snowy mountain is covered with snow all year round, and it is extremely cold. It is difficult to resist without profound skills. Moreover, it is said that the demon beast guarding the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus is extremely powerful. If you are not careful, you will be killed by it."

Chu Lingfeng clenched his fists, "Don't worry, Miss Murong. I will try my best to find you. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up."

Murong Ling'er pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I took your jade pendant because I owe you a favor. Since I promised to help you cure your poison, I will take responsibility until the end. I will go with you then."

Chu Lingfeng looked at her gratefully, "Thank you very much! If I can remove the poison, I will agree to Miss Murong's three conditions."

Murong Ling'er smiled slightly, "It's a deal!"

No one knew how much time had passed, but the team was still struggling to move forward.

Chu Lingfeng's body was controlled by the insect, and his legs were temporarily unimpeded and he could walk.

"You need to pay attention to rest these days and avoid overwork. Eat a light diet to help with recovery." Murong Ling'er gave careful instructions while packing the medicine box.

Chu Lingfeng said gratefully, "Thank you, Miss Murong. I will always remember your kindness and will repay you if I have the chance in the future."

Murong Linger nodded slightly and said nothing: "Yeah!"

On the other hand, Huo Shuixian was like an invisible person all the way after being fed poison by Murong Ling'er. She followed the team silently with her head down, and resentment flashed in her eyes from time to time, but she tried her best to hide it and dared not show it. Occasionally, she secretly glanced at the carriage where Murong Ling'er was, her heart filled with fear and unwillingness.

She kept cursing Murong Ling'er in her heart, thinking that she would take revenge when she had the chance. But when she thought of the poison that would attack on the 15th of every month and needed her antidote, she instantly lost her confidence.

Huo Shuixian walked silently, with heavy steps, and looked listless.

The exiled team continued to move forward in the cold wind and dust, each of them heading towards the unknown future with their own thoughts.

The days ahead are full of variables and challenges. What kind of twists and turns and hardships will they experience on this difficult journey?

Chu Lingfeng leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes to rest, but the image of Murong Ling'er concentrating on treating him kept appearing in his mind.

Murong Ling'er looked out the car window, her thoughts drifting away, wondering when this road of exile would end.

The cold wind was still howling, and the team was moving further and further away. Their fate seemed to be shrouded by this ruthless winter. However, in this hardship, a glimmer of warmth and hope seemed to be quietly brewing.