The Princess of Northern Land

"Zi Yin, you have just come back, are there some things you are not clear about?" Seeing Lin Ziyin, Yan on the ground jumped up excitedly as if she had been given blood. She approached Lin Ziyin and wanted to tell the matter again. Anyway, Talking too much will have no impact on their Ma family's reputation, but it will also be bad for Lin Zige's reputation.

As long as Lin Zige's reputation is bad, she will be soft on the Ma family when she marries into the Ma family.

"You want to say that Ma Zhicai tore my sister's clothes?" Lin Ziyin asked coldly, interrupting her directly.

"Now that you know everything..." Her disapproving attitude made it difficult for Yan to continue acting. Things didn't seem to develop as she wanted.

"Are you going to talk nonsense again?" Wu Dayou struggled to rush over.

"No brain." Lin Ziyin scolded Wu Dayou, "Practicing martial arts is not just for you to kill people."

"Dayou, listen to what Ziyin says." Li Zheng also helped Ziyin scold him. Wu Dayou threw away the stick in his hand angrily, but his eyes were still staring at Yan and Ma Zhicai.

"Sister Ziyin, I was only focused on rescuing people at the time. I really didn't think of that much. I came here just to make it clear to Brother Dayou. How could I know about my mother?" Ma Zhicai knew that Lin Ziyin was not easy to fool. After seeing Lin Ziyin's attitude clearly, , he immediately came over to explain with a guilty look on his face and removed himself cleanly.

"That's right, it's a good intention for the child to save others, but you, a bitch, know how to play nonsense. Even if you like Zige no matter how much you like it, you can't ruin the girl's reputation." Ma Dalang also took advantage of the situation. He secretly caught a glimpse of the black manager's sneer, and felt in his heart Suddenly, he followed Ma Zhicai's words and blamed all the bad things on Yan.

"Brother Dayou, let me ask you, if my sister's reputation is ruined today, will the marriage still count?" Lin Ziyin stood in front of Wu Dayou and asked.

"Of course it counts. I will ask my aunt to help me choose a good day and marry Zi Ge back home. I don't care about reputation or not. From now on, I can just be nice to Zi Ge." Wu Dayou was forced to tears also fell off.

Lin Zige cried even more sadly when he heard this.

"Why are you crying? There is no future." Lin Ziyin turned around and scolded Lin Zige again, not treating her as a sister at all. "It's just that you showed your arms. It's not like you lost your virginity. Who are you crying for?"

After being scolded by her, Lin Zige looked at her with red eyes in surprise.

"What's there to cry about? Every year, the Tatars attack and harm many women at the border. As far as I know, many women in our country are not killed by the Tatars, but they lose their virginity or expose their bodies and commit suicide in shame. ." Lin Ziyin looked at Hei Yi next to him and asked, "Steward Hei, am I right?"

The black steward was also confused by what she said, but he nodded to save face, "The Tatars are too hateful, and many women on the border have died tragically."

The villagers didn't know why she was talking about the border issue from Lin Zige. The border is still five hundred miles away from Fengcheng. The safety of Shili Village is relatively guaranteed, and Lin Ziyin is quite capable.

"Perhaps some people praise those women for their tragic and glorious death, that they were chaste women. But according to me, they are just a bunch of fools, a bunch of ignorant people." Just when people were dissatisfied, Lin Zi chanted the next sentence that made everyone laugh. People's expressions changed.

"Zi Yin." At this time, the old man was forced to speak.

"Grandpa, I know what I'm talking about." Lin Ziyin looked at the old man with piercing eyes. She had to say something sooner or later, so she might as well say it now, even though she knew how incompatible her thoughts were with this era, "Tatar Why did the Tatars harm women? If these women die, will the Tatars who harmed others get retribution? Or, what benefits will their families get? If it were me, I would live a better life, and then try to kill a few Tatars Son, after all, it is better to die than to live. Sister, you just showed your arms. What advantage can the Ma family boy take? If the Tatars come and their clothes are torn during the fight, will you also have to marry in embarrassment? Can the Tatars succeed?"