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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 668: The Bull, Snake, Ghost, God (7)_1

Miss Ming didn't care if the consort was crying for real or just pretending. She showed no emotion on her face. "Consort, instead of wasting time on me, you might as well personally ask Butler Bai. Can't you see that I'm not able to move?"

Her statement wasn't an evasion. Consort Lin glanced at the woman on the bed and nodded slightly. "Alright. Since I've said so to the Madam, this is not an insult to her. Here is a box of excellent healing drugs for your wound, you can try it."

With that, she rose to her feet.

"See off the guest," Miss Ming said impatiently.

Consort Lin paid no attention to her attitude and hurriedly left with her maid.

"Take your things with you," a beautiful woman named Ming coldly declared.

Consort Lin stopped in her tracks. This time she made no attempt to hide the mockery on her face. "This modest gift, I can afford. We are all suffering. If the Madam is worried about using it, feel free to throw it away."