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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 73 Building a House (1)_1

"Why did you buy so much stuff?" Guo Huiniang couldn't help but ask when she came out to help. Didn't her sister-in-law mention she was just going into the city to handle some business matters? How did it turn into buying this much stuff?

"All of these were exchanged with Ziyin's life." replied Lin Changshu, unable to hold back his words.

"What happened?" Guo Huiniang and the elders were panicked. Did they encounter danger during their trip to the city?

"They saw someone trying to assassinate a young mistress and a child, Ziyin stepped in to help and got injured. They sent this stuff as a token of their gratitude," Wu Dayou said ambiguously, which was a story that the three had made up on the coach ride home in order to avoid baseless speculation from the villagers.

"Are you hurt?" Zige couldn't hold back her tears.