The Princess of Northern Land

"Ah." Magpie's eyes were sharp. She had just put the candle holder on the table, and when she turned around, she saw a sharp knife inserted into the pillar, and there was a note on the knife.

"What's your name? Get it quickly." Li Yanran was also afraid, but for some reason, she actually calmed down.

Magpie trembled over and used all his strength to pull the knife off the pillar, and then handed the note to Li Yanran tremblingly.

Li Yanran took the note and read it close to the candlelight. When she finished reading, the corners of her mouth curled up.

Well, no matter who was delivering the message, as long as she could get rid of Lin Ziyin, she was willing to give it a try even if it cost her life. Lin Ziyin couldn't get anything she couldn't get.

On the second day, Chu Suifeng got up early, and Lin Ziyin also wanted to get up, but he suppressed him. "It's cold outside. Someone else will be visiting the house today. You have to stay in the house."

"The old lady's place..." Lin Ziyin was worried.

"Will you be okay for a while?" Chu Suifeng leaned down and kissed her red cheek, "Have a good rest at home. If you have anything to do, just ask the servants to do it. If you don't want to see the people who come to visit, You can also spend it casually.”

"Yeah." Lin Ziyin was tickled by his kiss, and he shrank his head and hid under the quilt.

That little squirrel-like expression finally made Chu Suifeng laugh, "Eat well after you get up. Maybe I won't be able to come back in time at noon."

"Oh." Lin Ziyin agreed, but couldn't help but tell him in turn, "Your Majesty, you can't skip eating at noon."

"No." Chu Suifeng kissed her mouth again, and finally left after being satisfied.

Lin Ziyin couldn't sleep because of Chu Suifeng's troubles, so he simply got up.

The women in the house did not dare to come over and disturb her at will. Although the breakfast was deserted, it was very quiet. Under the gaze of Nanny Lu and others, she ate a lot.

"Madam, Mrs. Mei handed over the post." After she finished her meal and did a set of boxing in the yard, the guests began to arrive one after another.

Lin Ziyin was prepared. As the mistress of the mausoleum king, she must assume corresponding responsibilities in the future. The families of officials of all sizes in Fengcheng will inevitably come to visit her, the newly promoted Princess Ling.

In fact, she silently made a lot of preparations behind the scenes.

"Invite her to the flower hall." Lin Ziyin felt warm all over, and Qiaoer quickly tied the cloak on her.

The tiger skin cape with white piping on her body made her look heroic.

Women do not let men down, this was the first feeling Lin Ziyin gave Mrs. Mei when she entered the house.

"I have met the princess." Mrs. Mei heard Lin Ziyin's name from her husband Mei Hanqing many times, and every time it was Mei Hanqing's unabashed admiration.

To be honest, although she had met Lin Ziyin, she had never really gotten along with him at all. Today, she brought her eldest daughter-in-law to visit, and she was really worried.

"Mrs. Mei, please sit down, young lady." Lin Ziyin said very casually, without any airs.

"Is the young lady going to give birth soon?" Lin Ziyin quickly found the topic when he saw the big belly of Mrs. Mei's eldest daughter-in-law.

The topic of heirs has always been the key to friendship between women. As expected, when she asked, the faces of Mrs. Mei and the young lady over there became gentle.

"Thank you for your concern, Princess. It's been seven months now." The young lady's surname is Yin. Lin Ziyin had done some research on the women in the circle of ladies in the capital a few days ago. Yin's face was gentle, but his eyes were clear.