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

The afternoon's journey was just over halfway through, and Chifeng and the other officials were in a terrible mood. No one suggested stopping to rest, and the team moved forward slowly and with difficulty in the cold wind.

Soon, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the ground.

On the other side, when Murong Ling'er finished her training, heavy snow kept falling, and the white snowflakes dyed people's hair white.

"Mom, are you awake?" Seeing that his mother was still sleeping, Murong Chen lay quietly beside her without making a sound to disturb her.

Seeing his mother wake up, he hurried forward happily.

Murong Ling'er listened to the whistling cold wind mixed with the rustling sound of snow outside the carriage, and gently lifted the curtain to look out.

The ground outside was covered in silver white. The convicts walking in front were shivering from the cold, and even their steps were trembling.

"It's snowing so heavily?" Murong Ling'er couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Mom, it's been snowing for a long time!" Murong Chen also came over and stuck his head out of the car curiously.

Murong Ling'er turned her head and glanced into the car, then asked with a puzzled look on her face, "Why isn't your uncle in the car?"

"My uncle was worried about Grandma Deng, so he told me he was going to get off the bus and walk with her for a while and chat!"

"Well! Not bad! Your uncle is a good and filial child."

Then Murong Linger decided to use her spiritual sense to observe the situation inside Wang and Chuchu's carriage.

Her spiritual sense quietly extended over and saw that Wang's face was full of worry, her brows were furrowed, and she kept twisting the handkerchief in her hand.

"Chu Chu! What should we do? If Yin Yin is captured, we don't know what kind of suffering she will suffer." Wang's voice trembled and her eyes were full of anxiety.

Chuchu comforted her mother: "Mom, don't worry too much, Lingfeng has gone to rescue people, he will definitely bring Yinyin back safely."

But how could Wang be at ease? "Ling Feng is an impulsive child. If something happens to him, how can I live?" As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.

Chuchu held Wang's hand and said, "Mom, Lingfeng is a skilled martial artist and will definitely be able to overcome this danger. Now we can only pray that they are all safe and sound."

Wang sighed heavily, "It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of them."

Murong Ling'er withdrew her spiritual consciousness and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Wang's worries.

Murong Chen looked at the heavy snow outside the window and became more and more worried about his uncle. He was so restless that he couldn't help but said, "Mom, I want to go see my uncle."

Murong Linger hurriedly stopped him and said, "Chen'er, stay in the carriage obediently. Mother will go down to take a look."

Murong Chen anxiously grabbed the corner of Murong Ling'er's clothes and said, "Mom, I'm worried. Let me go with you!"

Murong Linger gently touched Murong Chen's head, "Chen'er, be good. It's snowing heavily outside and the roads are slippery. Stay in the car and don't move. Mom will be back soon."

After saying that, Murong Ling'er jumped off the carriage. The cold wind blew with snowflakes in her face. She tightened her cloak and strode towards the direction of Chifeng without hesitation.

"Captain Qi, where should we stay tonight?"

Murong Ling'er's voice was calm and firm in the biting cold wind. She asked in an orderly manner, and the white breath exhaled from her mouth quickly dissipated in the cold air. Her hands were just naturally folded in front of her, as if the cold could not affect her at all.

When Chifeng heard her question, his brows knitted tightly into a knot, and he said with a look of worry, "Oh! This is really a headache. This place is deserted, with no village in sight and no shop behind. Add to that the heavy snow, and if we stop in the wild, we'll be throwing our lives into the hands of the devil! And the next post station is still a full day's journey away. No matter how hard we hurry, we won't make it in time."

Chifeng sighed helplessly, looked at Murong Ling'er expectantly, and said, "Miss Murong, this situation is truly thorny. I know you are exceptionally intelligent and capable. You have skillfully resolved all kinds of difficulties before. I'm sure you have a plan for this predicament."

At this moment, Chifeng was extremely confused and worried. Faced with the heavy snow and the dilemma of having nowhere to stay, his mind was a mess and he really couldn't think of any effective solution.

He was deeply impressed by the cleverness and wisdom that Murong Ling'er had shown before. He knew very well that this seemingly weak woman in front of him actually possessed amazing abilities and strategies.

Therefore, he placed this only glimmer of hope on Murong Ling'er without hesitation.

He continued, "It's snowing heavily, and the road ahead is long and arduous. All of us prisoners are already exhausted, and some of the elderly and children may not be able to endure this kind of weather for much longer. I really don't know what to do. Miss Murong, I hope you can help us think of a solution and point out a clear way forward!"

Murong Ling'er listened to Chifeng's words without changing her expression. She just nodded slightly. After a moment of contemplation, she closed her eyes and opened her spiritual sense to investigate carefully.

She spread her consciousness in all directions like water waves, and the invisible power moved quietly in the cold air.

At first, she could sense nothing except the whistling wind and falling snowflakes, but she did not give up. She continued to concentrate and extend her spiritual awareness.

Finally, two or three miles away, she caught a glimpse of an unusual atmosphere. There was a faint smell of fireworks and some subtle sounds of human activities.

Murong Ling'er was delighted and explored further, and found several simple houses hidden in the mountains and forests. There were animal skins drying around the houses and some hunting tools. She concluded that these must be the homes of hunters in the mountains.

Murong Linger slowly opened her eyes, exhaled a breath of white air, and said to Chifeng, who was looking expectant: "Captain Qi, believe me, just let everyone continue walking two or three miles, maybe there will be unexpected gains!

After hearing this, Chifeng's face flashed with surprise, but it was quickly replaced by suspicion. "Miss Murong, are you sure? If our judgment is wrong, our trip will not only waste time, but may also put everyone in greater danger."

Murong Ling'er's eyes were firm and she said confidently, "Captain Qi, given the current situation, we have no choice but to give it a try."

She would never admit to Chiffon that she had observed with her spiritual sense! If she told him the truth, it would probably scare him, so she had no choice but to say this.

Chifeng pondered for a moment, then nodded. He then turned to the exhausted prisoners and shouted in a deep voice, "Everyone, hurry up and get on your way. Don't stop. There's a place to rest in another two or three miles."

The convicts, who were already trembling and almost unable to move, could not help but groan inwardly when they heard that they still had two or three miles to go.

However, they are well aware of the severity of the current situation and dare not have the slightest intention of disobeying. They can only grit their teeth and persevere, just like a group of travelers trekking through the snow, walking slowly and with difficulty.