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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 421 Unexpected Person(5)_1

"My son, they didn't hurt you, did they?" Yan said immediately after seeing Ma Zhicai, her most beloved son, kicked by Zhou Ming, she rushed over to inspect him.

Her action was so hilarious that the crowd burst into laughter again, not caring about her feelings.

"So, you're still a baby." Zhou Ming taunted and looked at Ma Zhicai provocatively.

"Mother, let go of me." Ma Zhicai, full of rage, pushed his mother Yan aside, and charged towards Zhou Ming.

However, Yan held back her son. She knew her son's abilities well - Ma Zhicai was her boy after all.

For years, Ma Zhicai's main job at home was studying, he never did any heavy labour. Zhou Ming, on the other hand, had a much harder life - working in the fields and gathering firewood every day. His body was hard and muscular. The fair-skinned and delicate Ma Zhicai was no match for Zhou Ming.

Yan certainly did not want to let her precious son walk into the face of danger willingly.