The Princess of Northern Land

"Now that the matter is settled, Your Majesty, Lord Mei, why not return to Fengcheng." Situ Gong suggested with a smile.

"Have you prepared all the things I asked you to prepare?" Chu Suifeng asked.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, everything is ready." Situ Gong answered with his hands in hand.

"In seven days, it will be my grandmother's birthday. At that time, you need to accompany me to celebrate her birthday." Chu Suifeng looked at Lin Ziyin and said.

Lin Ziyin looked at him in surprise, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid something is wrong. I'm not familiar with the old lady, and I've never had any contact with the Marquis Mansion. If I come to disturb you rashly, I'll be criticized."

Lin Ziyin's idea was simple. Chu Suifeng's suggestion was certainly not just verbal. The old lady in the Hou Mansion was the prince's grandmother. I heard that the old lady was very kind to Chu Suifeng, and Chu Suifeng also showed respect for her many times in his words. When the old lady passes her birthday, no matter how noble Chu Suifeng's status is, he will pass. And if Chu Suifeng wants to take her there, in what capacity will she go? maid? partner? Or is it the woman of King Ling?

The first two were definitely inappropriate, but as for the last one, Lin Ziyin was very resistant. Even though she knew that Chu Suifeng didn't have simple thoughts about her, she still didn't want to get too close to Chu Suifeng, let alone enter the palace of Prince Ling. Lin Ziyin felt disgusted when he thought of the large number of women in the backyard of Prince Ling's Mansion.

Chu Suifeng once explained to her that he would deal with the women in the backyard, but Lin Ziyin still had doubts. She had never been in a serious relationship in her previous life, this life, or both of her lives combined. When I was in modern university, many boys pursued me, but in the end they were all scared away by her cold face.

Among those people, there were some as stubborn as Chu Suifeng. However, those people had always been careful to please her and remained polite despite their enthusiasm. However, none of them were as domineering as Chu Suifeng, who would do anything without her consent. decided her fate.

Lin Ziyin felt a little hesitant, a little helpless, and mostly angry at being disrespected.

"Miss Lin." Situ Gong was very good at observing people's emotions. He could see clearly from the sidelines that Lin Ziyin seemed to be very resistant to the prince's independent decision-making. King Xiang has a dream, but the goddess has no intention. He is slightly disappointed in his heart.

It's rare for a prince to feel sad about a woman, but this girl has no interest in the prince at all. She doesn't know if the prince will be angry after being rejected.

"No matter what, you should accompany me there. This year is no better than in previous years. Grandma is not in good health and may not survive this winter." Chu Suifeng explained patiently. He had never dealt with women before. The tone still sounded very stiff, "She is a kind old man. I must take you there."

He was very good at fighting, but how to please women was very difficult for Chu Suifeng. He could only emphasize the importance of the old lady to him again and again.

This sincerity may have moved Lin Ziyin, but in the end, she didn't resist.

This made Chu Suifeng very satisfied.

For some reason, when Lin Ziyin saw Chu Suifeng explaining to her at a loss, she suddenly thought of her lonely self in modern times. Perhaps in some aspects, Chu Suifeng, who grew up in a temple, is very similar to herself. At that time, her mother died early and her father had no one, and she even had to passively accept it from time to time. She was constantly being made things difficult and oppressed, and her brother-in-law, who was not much older than her, had long been overwhelmed by business. He didn't know how to take care of himself at all, and he just bought her the most expensive toys every day.

At that time, she was so lonely and always wanted to find someone to talk to, but why was it so difficult to find someone to talk to.

Lin Ziyin was slightly absent-minded. Looking back on the past, she even admired herself. How did she survive those years?

"I have to go back and deal with some things. I will pick you up in seven days." Chu Suifeng interrupted her thoughts.

"Ah." Lin Ziyin nodded frantically.

Chu Suifeng glanced at her with concern, but Lin Ziyin avoided his questioning gaze. So Chu Suifeng didn't ask any more questions, and pulled the crossbow and left with his subordinates full of doubts.

Situ Gong was not in a hurry to leave. He zigzagged to the vegetable garden outside the village and found the old man doing farm work.

"Mr. Situ." The sweaty old man first saw the soap-colored cloth shoes, then looked up along the shoes, and finally saw Situ Gong's bright smiling face.

Situ Gong often went in and out of Lin's house with Chu Suifeng, and the old man was no stranger to him. But even though he was an acquaintance, the old man was still very polite when he saw Situ Gong, always with respect in his tone.

"Old man." Situ Gong spoke to the old man in a more polite tone. If Situ Gong's enemies heard this politeness, they would definitely doubt the old man's identity.

There are less than five people in the world who can look up to Situ Gong!

"Old man, can you spare some time?" Situ Gong said with a smile, "I want to chat with the old man."