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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 77 Making Suggestions (1)_1

Dịch giả: 549690339

The two sisters symbolically pulled out the small vegetables from the field and returned to the courtyard.

"Has the wound on your arm improved?" As soon as he saw her, Uncle asked anxiously.

"Much better." Lin Ziyin looked at his grey hair, wrinkled face and deeply calloused hands, and suddenly felt sympathy for him due to their blood ties.

"Such risky things, Ziyin, you must do less of in the future. If something happens to you again, your mother will not rest in peace." Aunt couldn't stop the tears from falling.

Lin Ziyin saw she had a soulless look in her eyes and her face was wax yellow. She sighed inside, thinking the filial piety in this ancient era was killing people.

"It's so hard for Uncle and Aunt. Why not break away from those people and live independently?" Lin Ziyin said slowly, as if she had thought of something.

Aunt was so surprised to hear this she forgot to cry.

"Breaking away? Cutting off relations?" Uncle became even more anxious.