The Princess of Northern Land

The Tatars were also quite powerful. They found a place with leeward direction and began to set up their tents. The so-called tent is made of wood and then surrounded by fur. The interior space of such a tent is very small, but it is enough for Lin Ziyin to lie inside.

In contrast, they themselves are much sadder. There were a few tents set up, but several people had to squeeze in together, and there were several groups of people who took turns changing guard. Standing sentry in the ice and snow is definitely a test of one's willpower and physical strength.

Lin Ziyin didn't want to wrong herself, so she got into the shack she had built, and she was covered with a thick fur blanket, and there was even a down quilt inside. Bonfires were already burning among several tents.

Lin Ziyin guessed based on various signs that they should have been far away from the border town. Otherwise, these Tatars would never dare to light a bonfire on the mountain to keep warm. In the past few days, all they had been eating was cold cornstarch and the like.

It was easy to find wood in the ice and snow. After a while, Tatar had already found a lot of firewood and returned.

They piled the firewood they found around the outside of the tent so that they could keep out the wind and snow while also being able to use it to light the fire. It could be said that it killed two birds with one stone.

The leeward position is still good, at least the snow and cold wind can't get in.

Soon, Lin Ziyin closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy state.

"Get her another blanket." Seeing her appearance, Bayan secretly lamented Lin Ziyin's big heart. Along the way, he admired Lin Ziyin and understood why Chu Suifeng was willing to marry such a peasant girl as his princess.

"Bayan, there aren't many blankets to begin with." Tana replied somewhat unhappily.

Women in the North are as tough as men, and Lin Ziyin, who is weak and afraid of the cold, looks like a skinny chicken in her eyes. Even though the second prince had told her, this Princess Ling was different, a very talented and powerful woman. Tana was still unhappy with Lin Ziyin.

If such a weak woman were left in their northern country, she would have been kicked to death long ago.

In Tana's view, Lin Ziyin's so-called talent is, at most, like the women of the Qin Dynasty who only know a few romantic poems. Women in the northern country have always looked down upon those nonsense things.

When they came out, they didn't have many things with them, but Princess Ling took half of them by herself, which was really too much. And Tana didn't see how grateful Lin Ziyin was to them.

A shameless woman! As a result, Tana naturally disliked Lin Ziyin even more.

However, the second prince valued Princess Zhongling and repeatedly warned her not to be disrespectful to Lin Ziyin along the way, but also to ensure Lin Ziyin's safety. Even if Tana disliked Lin Ziyin, in general, her attitude towards her was pretty good. Can.

"Take it over." Bayan is a man of few words, but very considerate.

Tana did not dare to disobey his order, so she found a blanket in a nearby shed and gently covered Lin Ziyin's body.

Lin Ziyin was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. Unfortunately, Bayan and others did not let her sleep for too long.

"Princess Ling, it's time to eat." Tana woke her up impatiently.

Lin Ziyin lazily got up, and then waited for a while to adjust, then took off the fur and blanket on his body, "Thank you."

"From now on, call her Miss Lin." Bayan glanced at Tana and then ordered coldly.

Tana agreed quietly.

Lin Ziyin never cared about names, but Bayan's instructions aroused her vigilance. Logically speaking, it should be said to be a very honorable thing for the Tatars to capture her, Princess Ling of the North.