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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 311 Meeting an Old Acquaintance in a Foreign Land (7)_1

"Ah?" Qiaoqiao exclaimed in surprise when she saw the poorly dressed convicts.

"What is it?" Lin Ziyin asked.

Before Qiaoqiao could answer, the officer had already noticed Lin Ziyin smiling at him. "Miss, this time I am again in charge of transporting convicts through here. I wonder if you need any more people."

"Miss." Qiaoqiao called out to Lin Ziyin in a quiet voice.

Lin Ziyin turned to look at Qiaoqiao, who looked hesitant and troubled.

"Is this maid one you bought last time?" The officer noticed the tattoo on Qiaoqiao's forehead, his gaze inadvertently switched to the convicts that had been dragged along but offered a cold smile, "See, her kind heart is something you could benefit from. If any of you could catch her eye and be chosen to stay, you would have good days ahead."

Most of the convicts that had been brought in were numb from the cold, they all seemed in a trance, their eyes on Lin Ziyin were dull.