The Princess of Northern Land

Lin Ziyin smiled and served him another bowl of chicken soup.

Only then did Chu Suifeng take a sip with satisfaction and let Si Jinhan go.

"Sure enough, it's a hero who has a hard time with a beauty." After Si Jinhan finished speaking, he stared straight at Lin Ziyin.

Chu Suifeng was so angry that he almost stood up and overturned the table.

Before he could get angry, Si Jinhan muttered to himself again, "But this sentence doesn't seem to make sense when applied to Miss Lin."

After saying that, he lowered his head and drank the chicken soup calmly.

Chu Suifeng stared at him coldly, but the shameless Si Jinhan didn't even raise his head.

Lin Ziyin couldn't laugh or cry. Was Si Jinhan going around the corner and calling her ugly?

"Third Young Master Si, your hard work has paid off. Why don't you return to Fengcheng and I will reward you with ten or eight beauties so that you can enjoy the kindness of beauties." Chu Suifeng did not allow anyone to bully Lin Ziyin, and sneered and took revenge on the spot.

"My lord, you are taking revenge. Forget it, just pretend that I didn't say anything, right?" Si Jinhan said with a hint of grievance in his tone.

This guy seemed to have wronged him by asking him to take back those words.

Lin Ziyin listened with a smile, did not participate, did not support, did not add insult to injury, and just kept eating his own food.

Let’s not talk about the battle of wits and courage at the dinner table, let’s just talk about the battle in the northern camp.

After Bileg took the arrow out of Bayar's arm, he returned to his tent exhausted after dinner.

He has always been brooding about it, and his mood fluctuates very much. On the way back, he heard the painful groans of the soldiers from time to time, which was simply a shame for him.

"Come here." He shouted, and a guard came in immediately.

"Please come over, General Timur." Bileg ordered with a dark face.

"Yes, Master Imperial Master."

After a while, Timur appeared in front of Bileg, "Master National Preceptor, are you looking for me?"

Although he is the master, Timur usually calls Bileg the national master like others.

"Choose a dozen people from among the people you trust." Bileg gritted his teeth.

Timur looked at his angry look and wondered what Bileg wanted to do. He had already heard from his subordinates about the course of today's war. To be honest, Timur also found it very troublesome for Bileg's stubbornness.

However, Bileg has always been kind to him, so no matter what Bileg tells him to do, Timur will not refuse.

As a pioneer, Timur naturally has people he trusts in the military camp. Finding a dozen people is not a big deal for him. Soon, a group of people stood in front of Bileg.

"Put these medicines into the Mohe River." Bileg took out several bags and threw them to the people in front of him, and then ordered. "Find a way to put it in from the city."

"Yes, Master Imperial Master." A man who looked like a dignified man respectfully picked up the bag on the ground.

It's definitely not easy to sneak into the city these days.

But as someone who has been dealing with border towns for a long time, Timur's people do not live in vain.

Watching them disappear into the night, Bileg's gloomy eyes finally showed a smile.

The good news came three days later that the medicinal powder had been thrown into the Mo River in the city.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened." Early in the morning, he hurried into the flower hall.

In the flower hall, Chu Suifeng, Lin Ziyin, Master Huizhen, and Si Jinhan were having breakfast.

"What happened?" Chu Suifeng put down his chopsticks and asked.

Lin Ziyin and others also put down their chopsticks and stared at Cong Yi suspiciously.

"Many people in the city have malaria." Congyi answered.

"Amitabha." Master Huizhen clasped his hands and chanted, "I'm a poor monk, let's go over and have a look."

After saying that, he picked up the bowl in front of him, drank all the rice porridge in one breath, grabbed another bun and ate it as he walked, "Let's go over and have a look."

Malaria is a disease that only appears after mosquito bites. It usually occurs in summer. At this time, it has entered the early winter season, and the first snow is about to fall. Where do the mosquitoes come from?

As a former military academy professor, Lin Ziyin, although she is not a doctor, still knows more about general medical knowledge than ordinary people.

Chu Suifeng and the others also understood.

"My lord, something is a little strange!" Luo Heng looked at Chu Suifeng and said.

"Go out and have a look later." Chu Suifeng replied with a slight frown. The two countries were at war, and malaria broke out among the people at this time, which was really a headache.

Lin Ziyin also wanted to go out and have a look, but Chu Suifeng disagreed.

"I don't know if it's malaria yet, so I'm not allowed to go out." His Royal Highness, Prince Ling, who has low emotional intelligence, sometimes still speaks in a tough tone even when he is concerned about Lin Ziyin. "The house must also take precautions. Here is the order: No one is allowed to enter or leave the house at will. Those who come back from outside must take a shower and change clothes before they can move around freely."

"Your Majesty, you can sprinkle quicklime on the yard to disinfect it. You can also sprinkle it everywhere in the city." Lin Ziyin was not an ignorant person. Although Chu Suifeng had a tougher attitude, she knew that Chu Suifeng was doing it for her own good. And in such troubled times, she couldn't let Chu Suifeng worry about her.

After Chu Suifeng and the others went out, Lin Ziyin was stunned for a while, and then watched Hongying and others busy cleaning the yard and room. At noon, another group of black-armored soldiers came to the yard. They washed and sprinkled the entire yard with quicklime, even the corners.

Seeing that it was past lunch time, Chu Suifeng and others still didn't come.

"Girl, it seems that the prince won't be back at noon. Girl, you'd better eat first." Qiaoer came in to persuade.

"You go ahead and make arrangements." Lin Ziyin replied lazily, wondering what the situation was like outside.

"Master Imperial Master, there is an outbreak of malaria in the border town. Chu Suifeng and the others are very busy." In the Beiguo tent, Timur immediately reported what happened in the border town to Bileg.