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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 335: Greenhouse (3)_1

The Lin Family's pastries are sold far and wide, bringing great joy to the elderly folks who manage to get their hands on them.

Every event seemed to propel the reputation of the Lin family further forward.

"Zhicai, are you home?" Ms. Yan returned home to find her second son already in bed. "Where's your father?"

"I'm home." Just as he was saying that, Mr. Ma stepped in and anxiously asked Zhicai, "So, what did the Prince say?"

"Say what?" Zhicai was livid, "We didn't even get to talk. Who knew that old bastard from the Lin family would be sitting with the Prince, and that despicable Lin Ziyin clinging to the Prince relentlessly."

Thinking of Si Jinhan's malicious eyes, Zhicai belatedly recalled Si's words—what did he mean by 'see you off'? Where was he supposed to see him off to?

He felt a chill run down his spine!