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

"Disperse!" The guard, holding his weapon, confronted a large group of people tensely at the gate.


"Let that woman from the Northern Land come out."


"Yes, a life for a life, Chu Suifeng killed our brothers and husbands, let's repay it with his wife's life."


"If the Second Prince shelters that woman, even if it means death, we'll break in and kill Chu Suifeng's woman."


The noise grew louder and louder, and vaguely, the people were about to charge into the Wang Residence. Although they did not have formal weapons in their hands, each person held scythes, hoes, whips, and kitchen knives, and each face wore an expression of anger.


Alhatu sat in a chair within the Residence, his face also filled with anger. Overnight, the citizens throughout the city all knew about the Prince Consort being in his residence. Without guessing, he knew Brukan had released the news.


Chapter 799: Summoning (5)