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

Lin Haisheng immediately instructed two eunuchs to carry Lord Miao, "Take Lord Miao with us."


Two young eunuchs immediately went over to carry Lord Miao, and one of them crouched down to hoist him onto his back.


Lord Miao wished he had wings so he could fly straight out of the Wang Residence.


"Wait." The Prince suddenly spoke, and everyone froze as if they were under a spell, a look of vigilance flashed in their eyes.


"Mr. Lin, Lord Miao, these are letters from the Prince for both of you." Mr. Bai Xian, the butler, slowly walked out with a smile on his face, handing over two letters.


Lin Haisheng and Lord Miao looked at each other, neither daring to reach out and take the letters. They didn't understand why Chu Suifeng would go out of his way to write letters to them. How wasn't it better to express any matter upfront since they were in the Wang Residence?


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