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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 243 Post(2)_1

"A small tool used to crack open walnuts," Lin Ziyin replied frankly. After all, they're just tools. There's no use hiding it from him.

"You are not focusing on what's important," Si Jinhan remarked disdainfully. "If you have time for such trivial matters, why not put more thought into inventing useful weaponry for the Prince? That way, you'd justify his and grandfather's protection of you."

"I'm just a village girl, creating weapons is beyond my expertise. You must have confused me with someone else," Lin Ziyin responded dismissively.

Should she introduce firearms? No, of course not.

The destructive potential of firearms – as a modern woman, she was well aware of it. She didn't want to introduce such devastating methods of death to these innocent villagers due to her involvement.

Therefore, she remained reticent. Whenever Si Jinhan dropped hints, she played dumb and used feigned ignorance to dodge his questions.