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

Huo Jianjie took the letter with trembling hands. As his eyes fell on the contents of the letter, he was suddenly shocked after a few breaths, because the handwriting on the letter was exactly that of his first wife, Li Qiushui.

It turned out that this was a last letter written by Li Qiu Shui when he was bedridden.

The letter revealed that when she gave birth at her parents' home in Murong City that day, she actually gave birth to twins.

Unexpectedly, the eldest child was born stillborn. In order to avoid being criticized, she panicked and sent someone to secretly throw the stillborn child away in a remote mountain.

However, later on, by chance, she accidentally discovered that the child who was thought to be dead was not dead after all. He was picked up by a farmer and raised at home for more than ten years, but she did not dare to take the risk to claim him.

Huo Jianjie's hands trembled more and more violently, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He never imagined that his wife would leave behind such a letter before her death, which could overturn the fate of the Marquis' Mansion.

Murong Ling'er looked at Huo Jianjie's expression and had a bad feeling in her heart.

At this time, the chaos in the Marquis' Mansion was still going on. The scolding of the guards and the crying of the crowd were intertwined, as if foreshadowing a more difficult fate for the Marquis' Mansion in the future.

Huo Shuixian was still slumped on the ground, her eyes filled with madness and despair. She knew that her action might not change the outcome of the Marquis's Mansion being confiscated and exiled, but she was unwilling to let Murong Ling'er stay out of it.

Lin Yi looked at the chaotic scene in front of him with mixed feelings. As a person acting on orders, he had to carry out the emperor's will, but he couldn't help but feel a little pity for the fate of the Marquis' Mansion.

In the corner, Murong Ling'er held Murong Chen's hand tightly, praying silently in her heart, hoping to find a glimmer of hope in this storm.

"Ling'er, you are indeed my, Huo Jianjie's, daughter. You and Narcissus are born of the same mother and are sisters." Huo Jianjie's voice was heavy and serious.

"Born of the same mother?" Murong Ling'er turned to look at Huo Shuixian, full of doubt, secretly speculating in her heart. She was determined to kill the original owner. Could it be that she didn't want the original owner to return and fight for the property? That ruthless determination seemed to want to completely wipe the original owner out of the world.

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard Fu Xun say to Nan Mingyan, "Commander Lin, my daughter is already engaged to you. It's a pity that my mansion has encountered such a disaster this time, and we can't give her a grand wedding. I can only hope that you can take her away and treat her well in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Shuixian turned his head suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief and anger.

Unexpectedly, after Huo Jianjie finished speaking, he actually waved towards Murong Ling'er and called out, "Ling'er, come here."

When this scene appeared, everyone present was shocked.

Huo Shuixian lost control of her emotions and immediately rushed over, shouting at the top of her lungs: "Father, Lin Yi's fiancée is obviously me! You can't do this! You can't be so partial and abandon me like this!"

Seeing this, a hint of hesitation flashed across Lin Yi's face. After a moment, he spoke slowly in a low voice: "My mother has already chosen another marriage for me..."

Upon hearing this, the whole room fell silent in an instant. Even Huo Shuixian, who had been making a lot of noise, was stunned, as if she was frozen in place by this sudden rejection.

Lin Yi's refusal on the spot completely cut off Murong Ling'er's retreat.

Soon, the Huo Marquis Mansion was ransacked, and all the masters of the mansion, including Murong Ling'er, were thrown into prison.

"Commander Lin, could you please be flexible? I'm just a victim seeking justice, but now it's turned out like this. Don't you think it's a bit unfair?"

Murong Ling'er screamed at the top of her lungs in prison, her voice filled with anger and despair.

"Miss Murong, this commander is also acting in accordance with the emperor's will. Since you are the daughter of Marquis Huo, you will naturally stand together with the Marquis's mansion." Lin Yi started talking to himself without waiting for Murong Ling'er to respond.

"I heard that the girl has a jade pendant in her hand!" Lin Yi said.

"Ah! How did Commander Lin know?" Murong Ling'er said vigilantly.

Could it be that Lin Yi and the guy named Chu know each other?

Seeing that Murong Ling'er finally understood, Lin Yi took the opportunity to say, "Lin Yi just hopes that the lady can agree to my next request for the sake of this jade pendant." As he spoke, he leaned close to Murong Ling'er's ear and whispered.

After hearing this, Murong Ling'er couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion, "Commander Lin, why don't you do it yourself?"

Lin Yi gave a bitter laugh and explained helplessly, "Miss, you may not know that our Lin Mansion has also been implicated in this case. If it weren't for the Concubine Shu in the palace who risked everything to plead with the Empress Dowager, I'm afraid Lin Yi would have ended up in the same situation as you."

During the day, Lin Yi was not standing by and watching someone die, but Lin Yi's marriage had already become a deal to save the Lin family."

Just as he was saying this, he suddenly heard a burst of messy and hurried footsteps outside the cell.

Lin Yi's expression tensed, and he quickly stuffed an object into Murong Ling'er's hand, said "Please, girl", turned around and left quickly, and in the blink of an eye his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Murong Ling'er lowered her head, looked at the thick stack of banknotes in her hand, and sighed softly, "What a damn bad luck!"

Then, thinking of the suffering of exile that she was about to face, she knew that the most urgent thing was to prepare some supplies first. She happened to have space at hand, and if she didn't use it at this time, wouldn't it be a waste of this rare advantage?

Murong Ling'er was secretly thinking about her next plan in the cell, her eyes firm and resolute. No matter how difficult the road ahead was, she was determined to find a way out for herself and her son.

In that dark and gloomy prison, Murong Ling'er came up with an idea. With a determined look in her eyes, she quickly took out a small and exquisite paper figure from the mysterious space.

Murong Ling'er opened her red lips slightly, blew a breath of spiritual energy slowly towards the paper figure, and recited the incantation!

In an instant, a magical thing happened. The paper figure suddenly transformed into her appearance. The incarnation was extremely realistic and lifelike, just like the real Murong Linger.

Afterwards, the incarnation lay down in a dark corner, gently hugging Murong Chen who was still sleeping.

Taking advantage of this perfect opportunity, Murong Ling'er acted silently. She was agile and light-footed, taking every step carefully, trying not to make any sound.

The shadow of the cell seemed to serve as her cover. Like a ghost in the dark night, she moved closer to the cell door little by little, and finally managed to sneak out of this solid cell. Her figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the paper man incarnation to accompany the sleeping Murong Chen.