The Princess of Northern Land

"Is there anything unusual?" Chu Suifeng asked as he walked.

"There is more rain this summer, and the Tatars have more grain and grass reserves, so compared to previous years, the number of harassments they come over this year is much less." Luo Heng replied respectfully.

Lin Ziyin was wearing casual clothes and was relatively petite. He stood out among the black armored soldiers. Luo Heng saw them at a glance, but Chu Suifeng didn't mention them, and he was too wise to use them. Anyone who can stand beside the prince is usually knowledgeable and capable, even if Lin Ziyin does not stand out in the crowd.

"Arrange a separate room for the two of them." Chu Suifeng glanced at Lin Ziyin while talking to Luo Heng. When he saw Lin Ziyin's tiredness due to the long days of traveling, he hesitated and immediately ordered Luo Heng. "They arranged it next door."

Chu Suifeng pointed at Jueming and the others and said.

"Yes, I will make arrangements right away." Luo Heng was stunned. This was the first time that the prince took the initiative to care about his subordinates' daily life. Besides, he really didn't see anything worthy of the prince's attention in the pretty face in front of him.

However, Chu Suifeng's words only meant obedience in Luo Heng's heart. He immediately ordered a few guards to come over and took Lin Ziyin to find a house to make arrangements.

"Place them next to the courtyard of this king and the third young master." Chu Suifeng gave another order before the guards could walk away.

Luo Heng became more curious about Lin Ziyin, but he honestly did not inquire about her identity.

Several guards came over and led Lin Ziyin directly to a small courtyard.

Most of the mansions on the border are occupied by generals, so the decoration inside is very simple, and even the courtyard looks empty.

Fortunately, the yard was usually kept neatly. Lin Ziyin came into the house, lay down on the bed, and never wanted to move again.

After days of riding, her thighs were bruised. Unfortunately, the requirement to ride a horse was something she had to ask for, so she had to endure the pain.

"Sir, I'll boil some water for you and wash it off." Qiao'er was smart and started to address Lin Ziyin differently from the moment they put on their casual clothes.

"Okay." Lin Ziyin lay on the bed and pretended to be dead.

Qiaoer smiled slightly, closed the door and went out.

"You feel very comfortable." Not long after Qiaoer left, the door was pushed open again.

Lin Ziyin thought it was Qiao'er coming back, but what he heard was Si Jinhan's perverted voice. She sat up and glared at Si Jinhan, "Don't you know, Third Young Master, that you have to knock on the door when you enter?"

"I don't know." Si Jinhan looked for a chair and sat down, "It's broad daylight and you don't have time to do shameful things. I'm too lazy to knock on the door."

"Third Young Master's hobbies are really unique." Lin Ziyin mocked him.

Si Jinhan pretended not to understand and looked at her going crazy with a smile, "Tomorrow you will watch the guards install the sling, and then I will take you to do something interesting."

"Let's talk about it first." Lin Ziyin didn't think he would have any good intentions.

"You are so boring." Si Jinhan saw her guarded look and rolled his eyes at her unhappily, "I will take you to find the cows, horses and sheep you want."

"Didn't you say that the Tatars were unwilling to sell?" Lin Ziyin asked curiously.

"So I took you to borrow it." Si Jinhan replied mysteriously.

Lin Ziyin didn't think about the method of borrowing he mentioned, and stared at him without saying anything.

"Third Young Master." Just as the two of them were staring at each other, Qiaoer appeared with hot water.

"You will enjoy it." Si Jinhan stood up calmly and went out with his hands behind his back.

Lin Ziyin stared at his back and was angry for a long time. This man was a psychopath who liked to play pranks on himself no matter what.

At dinner time in the evening, the guards delivered the food to the courtyard. Lin Ziyin had just finished washing and felt comfortable all over. She was not particular about it, she took Qiaoer to sit down and had a delicious meal. Because the food is pretty good, with both meat and vegetables, and the food we eat is still white rice.

But before she could go to bed at night, Chu Suifeng sent her from Yiyi to the courtyard on the right.

As soon as she moved, Jueming and the others naturally followed her closely.

"Later, you will be responsible for arranging the installation of the catapult." Chu Suifeng also put on black armor. When he saw her coming, he just raised his head slightly to glance at her, and then gave her direct orders.

Evening wear? Lin Ziyin thought to himself, isn't Prince Ling mentally ill?

"There are many people coming and going in the city. If you want to pretend to be in the daytime, we won't stop you." Si Jinhan looked at her with an evil smile and said.

Lin Ziyin was still a little dissatisfied, "Actually, the prince can pretend to be his own people. You really don't need to bring me all the way here."

"Who said it's not necessary." Si Jinhan smiled and quarreled with her, "Who said that the trebuchet needs to be installed with different ranges and angles adjusted according to the terrain? You designed the thing, and you are responsible for the assembly. Do it more quickly, I can take you with me when I go robbing tomorrow."

"What robbery?" Lin Ziyin asked in surprise.

"If you don't rob the Tatars, do you still expect the Tatars to give you their cattle and sheep?" Si Jinhan asked with a smile.

Robbery? Going to the Tatars to rob? Lin Ziyin was petrified. Who came up with this bad idea? She promised not to kill him if she told him.