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

Thinking of that astute and kind-hearted old man, Lin Ziyin let out a soft sigh in her heart.


Chu Suifeng seemed to feel the sigh from the bottom of her heart, and while they were walking, he casually held her hand.


Lin Ziyin was slightly startled, then her face blushed. In ancient times, even if they were betrothed, Chu Suifeng's intimate move could be considered reckless.


"You didn't even listen to me when I told you to hold the soup urn. Look at you, your lips have turned purple from the cold," Chu Suifeng pulled her hand tighter, not letting her break free.


Lin Ziyin glared at him fiercely. "Prince, I am not cold," she said. Then, raising her hand to show it was gloved, she tried to pull away.


But Chu Suifeng didn't give her the chance, firmly holding both her hands in his.


Lin Ziyin glared at him again, vexed. This guy, not yet married, had dared to tease her.


Chapter 614: This King Doesn't Agree (2)_1