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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 470: Risky Move(5)_1

However, the Bao family was able-bodied and furthermore, the two families had already split up - so why should she continue to support them, a mother and a son?

Of course, under the current circumstances, this last thought, Ma Zhicai could only keep to himself.

"Regarding your second uncle..." Seeing her confusion, Ma Zhicai immediately threw in a heavy bombshell.

"Why are you bringing up the dead?" Bao Family didn't flinch, showing her deep resentment for Ma Erlang.

"Second Uncle asked me to bring you some silver." Ma Zhicai whispered.

Hearing about the silver, Bao Family sprung into action, "Ergouzi, go watch the small path at the entrance. Don't let anyone near our house."

Gouzi, who was in the kitchen, felt quite puzzled. At twelve years old, he was old enough to understand some things. He couldn't comprehend why his mother, who usually despised his uncle's family, was now whispering underhandedly with his cousin.