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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 679: Coma (4)_1

"Hmm?" Chu Suifeng's gaze finally fell on him. "What is this you are saying, Lord Lin? Are you blaming this prince for neglecting Consort Lin?"

"This humble servant wouldn't dare." Lin Haisheng bowed his head in apology, knowing all too well that even were Chu Suifeng to punish his daughter without cause, he, Lin Haisheng, would have to swallow it all here in the Northern Land.

He was not one to blur the lines between superior and subordinate, choosing to bow his head when necessary.

"Is it that you dare not, or do not wish to?" Chu Suifeng looked at him with a provocative gaze.

Under Chu Suifeng's piercing stare, filled with the threat of killing intent, Lin Haisheng's back broke out in even more sweat.

"Your Highness." Lin Ziyin spoke gently, "You always speak half sentences, no wonder it causes misunderstandings."