Lazy words

Lin Ziyin, modern day mechanical professor especially hired by the school, had the potential for great achievement in her field. However, due to family reasons, she could only treat her mechanical research and teaching as a secondary job, pouring all her energy into the farm and the food business before. Despite her low-key approach, she was unable to suppress her sister's rage, and a furious car crash sent her straight to ancient times.
Indeed, she had excellent character, so why did the heavens send her to the sparsely populated Northern Land. Known as the death zone, those who were banished to this borderland would spend their lives and perish there. However, Lin Ziyin was quite satisfied with her own identity. Even if she had lost the protection of her parents, she still had the protection of her siblings and grandfather. Of course, she also had her younger brother and nephew at home who needed her protection. This abundance of familial love was enough to compensate for the hardships caused by poverty at home.
Poverty, she wasn't afraid of, as she had experience in farming. With large swathes of uncultivated land, the Northern Land was practically custom-made for her. The heavy workload didn't matter either, she was proficient in designing all kinds of small tools. Whether it was the emperor's absurdity, not providing aid to the border king, or the shameless Tatars that would rob them frequently, none of these posed a problem for her. She could think of solutions for everything. It wasn't uncommon for the border king to tell everyone how lucky he was to have married such a wonderful queen!

The Princess of Northern Land

Theoretically, under such circumstances, Ma Er-lang should not be in such a dangerous place as Feng City.


The more he thought about it, the more confused Ma Zhicai became, and his head started to ache. He still couldn't decide whether or not to meet with Ma Er-lang.


In the end, overcome with alcohol, he laid back down on the bed.


By the time he woke up again, it was already noon the next day.


"Sir, do you require anything else?" The serving boy brought a basin of fresh water in. "However, it is too late for us to provide breakfast at this inn anymore."


"No need, I'll go out and eat in a bit." Ma Zhicai replied coldly, hesitating slightly before asking about Ma Er-lang again, "Who is staying in Tianzi Pavilion?"


"Honored guest, I am just a runner. I cannot reveal information about our guests casually." The serving boy looked at him with crafty eyes.


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