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

Seeing this, the surrounding villagers stirred again.


Ma Zhicai saw Li Yanran draw her last breath with his own eyes. A big rock in his heart finally fell to the ground. 


He smirked coldly and stood in the crowd, craning his neck to watch the spectacle. He wished nothing more than for the Li family to create an even bigger ruckus, so the people of Feng City could see the true cold-hearted cruelty of the Prince.


Li Jiesong, having come round, was frightened witless by Mu's actions. He stared wide-eyed at Mu, looking as though he'd seen a ghost, all traces of his usual faith in Mu gone.


"Why are you crying?" Mu scolded him, "You're a man, and a man should bleed not cry. Your elder brother has been spoiled by his mother and become a cripple. You have to win some honor for your mother, become a man who can stand tall. And don't forget, when choosing a wife, make sure she's literate and virtuous. Never go for a small-minded woman with only appearance to offer. Do you understand?"


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