The Princess of Northern Land

"Your Highness." Lin Ziyin was embarrassed and wanted to pull away his wrist. Chu Suifeng noticed her intention and tightened his grip.

"I will call you Honglin from now on." Chu Suifeng had never been so close to a woman before. The skin of the thin wrist he held in his hand was so delicate, and the warmth from his palm made his heart feel hot. This feeling was very strange and subtle. Chu Suifeng himself found it incredible that the woman's wrist turned out to be so slender. "I don't like to hear the word prince."

Honglin? Is it his handwriting? Lin Ziyin looked at him in confusion. Chu Suifeng's handwriting was very nice, but she couldn't say it out loud. It seemed too intimate.

"From now on, we must be called Honglin." Chu Suifeng emphasized again.

The people outside the door felt a little sad when they heard his pleading tone. The prince was sent to the Northland when he was a child. At first, he was protected by the old lady, but Mr. Li and others took advantage of the prince, and there was no trace of family affection. The prince was sent to Ding'an Temple to practice calligraphy and martial arts when he was five years old. Although he was protected by the masters of Ding'an Temple, he lacked the affection of a family member in his heart.

Can the appearance of Lin Ziyin fill the missing family affection in the prince's heart? Everyone placed their hopes on Lin Ziyin.

If Chu Suifeng still behaved as coldly as before, Lin Ziyin might have turned down his face and rejected him, but today Lin Ziyin saw loneliness and the desire for family affection in Chu Suifeng's eyes. This kind of cruel experience was something that she, Lin Ziyin, also had.

In modern times, after her mother fell ill and passed away, she was so sad that she almost jumped off the building. She felt that the whole world had abandoned her. No one could understand the loneliness in her heart. If it weren't for her brother-in-law and her best friend who watched over her every day, Lin Ziyin would I almost didn't survive those lonely years.

Brother-in-law and good friends, Lin Ziyin's eyes became moist when he thought of the people who cared for him during the most difficult time. Looking at the stubborn Chu Suifeng in front of her, her heart suddenly softened. Chu Suifeng should be more pitiful than himself. Although he has advisers like Si Jinhan around him, in such a hierarchical ancient times, advisers and family ties are definitely two different things.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I accidentally hurt you." Chu Suifeng had been staring at Lin Ziyin. When he saw the wetness in Lin Ziyin's eyes, he was so shocked that he didn't know what to do, because Frightened, he let go of his grasped wrist, and then he discovered that Lin Ziyin's white and tender wrist had been scratched with a deep red mark.

He thought it was his roughness that made Lin Ziyin want to cry in pain, and he immediately felt annoyed with himself.

"It doesn't hurt." Lin Ziyin replied softly, with a nasal sound in his voice, "Thank you Honglin, the gift is very beautiful, I accepted it."

No matter what purpose Chu Suifeng was treating her well, at this moment, Lin Ziyin regarded Chu Suifeng as a good friend from the bottom of his heart. "Rice, spring wheat, soybeans, and sugar beets will be our main crops in the north in the future. Ducks and geese can be used as a sideline to encourage people to raise cattle and sheep. But I suggest that the number should not be too large. Sheep eating grass will destroy the land. The entire ground cover environment and climate will have a great impact."

"Okay." Chu Suifeng nodded and agreed, "After the wheat and rice are harvested, the Yamen will post a notice."

"The Tatars are relatively close to our north, and they keep a lot of their own wool. If the prince secretly trains some businessmen to purchase wool, it will be a good business." Lin Ziyin suggested with a smile.

"I'll pass on the order right now." Chu Suifeng's tone was brisk, and Lin Ziyin was willing to call him by his name, which made him very happy. The soft call just now fell not only into his ears, but also into his heart. He never knew that his words were so beautiful, just like a cool stream flowing through in the hot summer. My heart feels like a furnace rising in the cold winter, what a wonderful feeling.

People from the first class heard their conversation outside, and everyone secretly pursed their lips and laughed. It seems that the palace will soon welcome a mistress!

"Girl, Prince, and the merchants are all waiting outside." Qiaoer's brisk voice came from outside the door.

"Lead people into the living room." Lin Ziyin stood up.

Chu Suifeng was a little unhappy. The relationship between him and Lin Ziyin had just made some subtle progress, but these unsightly merchants actually interfered with his good affairs.

"Hong Lin, let's go and take a look." After calling him for the first time, it was easy to speak again. After all, Lin Ziyin came from modern times and did not pay as much attention to class as the ancients. Chu Suifeng took the initiative to show his goodwill, and she really regarded him as a good friend. This psychological distance could be shortened from the title.

"Let's go together." Chu Suifeng liked the word "together", which made him feel that there was finally someone around him who was willing to fight alongside him.

The relationship between the two eased and they arrived in the living room in a relaxed atmosphere.

In the living room, all the businessmen were less agitated than yesterday and were sitting on the sofa. Everyone was discussing the agency issue in a low voice with familiar people.

When Chu Suifeng and Lin Ziyin came in, they saw everyone enjoying themselves!