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The Princess of Northern Land

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!

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Chapter 404 Wheat Harvest(2)_1

"Please, Prince, send me the materials for making crossbows, and I will personally make some for you. However, there's something I want to clarify first," Lin Ziyin said in a low voice, avoiding eye contact with Chu Suifeng.

"Hmm." Chu Suifeng's expression and tone were indifferent.

"I hope that no one disassembles the crossbows I make. I will design mechanisms into them, equipped with poisoned needles. If anyone tries to take them apart, they will be injured by the poison," Lin Ziyin managed to say while holding her breath, unsure if her words would anger Chu Suifeng.

Even if it angered the Prince, she still felt the need to say it. She didn't want others to steal the fruits of her labor. Most importantly, the continuous-firing crossbows had a long range, and anyone hit by the arrows would more than likely lose their life.