The Princess of Northern Land

Chu Suifeng sat still.

Mei Hanqing stood up excitedly and stepped forward to greet him. "Brother Situ?"

"Brother Mei, I haven't seen you for many years." The person who came was Situ Gong, who was covered in dust.

"Don't rush into chatting yet." Seeing Mei Hanqing's excited expression, Situ Gong smiled and waved his hand to calm him down.

Mei Hanqing thought about it and realized that he was indeed too excited and completely forgot that Situ Gong had not come to see Prince Ling before he came in to salute him.

"Your Majesty, Miss Lin." What surprised Mei Hanqing again was that Situ Gong actually compared Lin Ziyin and Prince Ling together.

"Mr. Situ." Lin Ziyin did not dare to accept his salute, and was so shocked that he immediately stood up and returned the salute.

"You have done so much for Beidi, so you should receive a courtesy from him. And from now on, he will have to salute you when he sees you. You must learn to get used to it." Chu Suifeng's words meant something.

"What the prince said is that Miss Lin has done so much for the Northland, and all the people in the Northland should remember the girl's great kindness." Situ Gong seriously agreed, "The girl's name will be recorded in the history of the Northland forever. Situ Gong does not dare to be arrogant in front of girls."

Lin Ziyin knew that what he said was not true.

She knew why Situ Gong saluted her, but this respect was really not what she wanted.

"Your Majesty, I'm just a woman..." She couldn't explain it to Situ Gong, so she turned her attention to Chu Suifeng, her master, hoping that she could explain Chu Suifeng.

"From now on, not only him, but also all the officials in the North will dare to be disrespectful when they see you? Who dares to neglect you? I will be the first to refuse." Chu Suifeng raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile. . Not only did this guy fail to help Lin Ziyin, he also hit him harder.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Mei Hanqing's forehead. He was not a fool. If he couldn't understand what King Ling wanted to express, he wouldn't have to come to Beidi.

"Please forgive me for neglecting the girl just now." Mei Hanqing was a little embarrassed. Although the Prince of Ling had recognized the little girl in front of him as the mistress of the Prince's Palace, he had not given her a title for the time being. He didn't know how to call himself in front of Lin Ziyin.

It's awkward to be called a lower official, because Lin Ziyin's current identity is just a small peasant girl. Calling me seems extremely disrespectful to her. Maybe Prince Ling is not happy to hear this title. So, he simply omitted the title.

"Master Mei is joking, when did you neglect me?" Lin Ziyin glared at Chu Suifeng and explained to Mei Hanqing embarrassedly, "Your Majesty is joking with us."

Are you kidding? Chu Suifeng just laughed after hearing this without refuting or explaining.

"Go to the private school and have a look. The students are in class right now." Chu Suifeng changed the topic.

Lin Ziyin breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt a little melancholy. Chu Suifeng originally only secretly told himself that he wanted to marry him, but today he almost broke through that layer of paper. What should she do next? She secretly touched the jade bracelet on her wrist and hid it in her sleeve.

Mei Hanqing had already been impatient. Since it was the academy that Prince Ling proposed to visit, there must be something special about the private school. As the master of the private school, Lin Ziyin had already shown him how outstanding Lin Ziyin was, and he was full of expectations for the academy he was going to.

The private school in Shili Village was built at the back of the village, not too far from the workshop, but not too close either. Not far from it was the medicine hall. As there are more and more children in the village, and there are children in the surrounding areas who come to study here along with the adults who work, the houses with green tiles are no longer what they were at the beginning.