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 Ziyin's figure was petite, at least in the eyes of the towering Major General Batulu, she was short.


He had thought that the Prince's Consort would be one of those delicate ladies who never failed to conceal their sorrow, shedding tears at the slightest upset, however, her disposition turned out to be quite outspoken.


Such an unabashed personality aligns well with Batulu's liking, and he watched with great interest as Alhatu sparred with her.


"The Prince's Consort is indeed outspoken," Alhatu admitted freely, "I have heard that the Prince's Consort has a method to remove the smell from cow and sheep milk, and also to make sheep wool soft and fragrant?"


"Does the Second Prince want to get this method from me?" Lin Ziyin asked with a faint smile, not denying that she possessed such a skill.


"Yes." Alhatu admitted frankly. When speaking with a clever person, there was no need for detours, which would only backfire.


Chapter 773: Internal Struggle (7)_1