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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 234: Robbery (7)_1

Straightforward! Alhatu was amused by her just like that.

"I have no intention of taking away your things."

"Are you done asking? Can I go now?" Lin Ziyin asked indifferently.

"Yes." Alhatu said with a smile, "It looks like you're planning to leave the market. We also intend to leave, so I hope you don't misunderstand us."

"Of course, the road is not owned by us." Lin Ziyin nodded, the other party seemed honest, and she would not be petty.

"They're really beautiful." Although she didn't like the Tatars, Qiaoqiao was very fond of the blankets they wove.

"Let's buy some to bring back. Our sister and sister-in-law might like them. We should put some in grandfather's house too, so it won't be cold even barefoot in winter." Lin Ziyin agreed with a smile.

As women, she and Qiaoqiao began to haggle.

Jue Ming and the others shook their heads in silence, their heads aching from watching the haggling, but no one urged them to finish.