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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 601 Going Back (3)_1

"Master, there is. Everything good from Shili Village is here, so their brothers will have a feast later. I have prepared it all," Lin Ziyin explained with a smile.

"That sounds more like it." Master Hui Zhen, seeing the space she had specifically reserved, finally stopped her incessant complaints.

The twenty leftover medicinal monks who returned were also cheerfully heading to the side courtyard.

The next morning, Chu Suifeng and the others went to check on the city wall, Lin Ziyin also followed.

After a night, the heavy snow showed no signs of stopping. A large snowflake fell from the sky, like dancing sprites. There were people specifically assigned to shovel snow on the streets, and there weren't many pedestrians. With the control of malaria, the people were calmer.

The water in the Mo River could definitely not be drunk anymore, everyone has started using well water. Now when it snows, you can see a lot of households, busy with buckets and other containers to collect snow.