The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 430 Threat (7)_1

Chapter 430: Chapter 430 Threat (7)_1

"The young lady is in the room." Jue Hui replied with a bow and a folded fist. "Your Highness, please hold back. The young lady has words to say. Without her speaking, nobody is allowed to enter."

"Tell her that this prince is here." Chu Suifeng looked coldly at Jue Hui.

Congyi and the others were very vexed by the disregard shown by Jue Hui and his group. However, they could not vent their anger in this special place - the Lin Family residence. The last time the prince returned to the city angrily from the Lin residence, his mood remained foul in his own residence. The soldiers in the city and those hidden almost died from his scolding, nearly losing half their lives.

If the prince had calmed down and his mood had improved, it would have been fine. In fact, the prince trained the soldiers during the day and sat alone in the study for most of the night. His appetite diminished, eating very little at every meal.

As the personal guards of Prince Ling, Congyi and the others naturally knew the resentment in Chu Suifeng’s heart. It was one thing for everyone to know where Prince Ling’s ailment lay, but persuading him was another matter. Conger once dared to persuade the prince, but was ordered to be severely trained in the private army until half-dead. He has not returned to this day.

The third son and Luo son, who could speak in front of the prince, were not in the city these days. Seeing Chu Suifeng tormenting himself day and night, they were all driven to the brink of madness. They had long blamed Lin Ziyin to death in private.

Fortunately, the prince was willing to revisit the Lin Family today. Congyi and the others were all praying in their hearts, hoping that Lin Ziyin wouldn’t lose her temper and inflict more damage on the prince who was already lacking in familial affection.

Lin Ziyin and the old master in the room naturally heard the conversation outside.

"Speak nicely." The old master got up and said.

"Yes, grandfather, please take your time." Seeing the old master walk out with his hands behind his back, Lin Ziyin quickly got up as well.

The grandfather and grandson stepped out the door and saw Chu Suifeng and several guards standing outside looking into the yard.

Lin Ziyin was surprised to find that Chu Suifeng had become thinner and darker, even his eyes had red bloodshot, could it be that something had happened on the border?

"The commoner has seen Your Highness." The old master saw Chu Suifeng and bowed respectfully.

Chu Suifeng slightly moved his body to the side, seemingly unwilling to accept the old master’s salute, "This prince is in the Lin Family, and there is no need for excessive ceremonies in the future." As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Lin Ziyin.

"Your Highness is too kind. The commoner doesn’t deserve it. Courtesy should not be discarded." The old master responded respectfully.

Lin Ziyin stood quietly beside the old master, deeply moved. The old master not only supported her decision in words but truly demonstrated it with actions.

In the face of the old master’s insistence, Chu Suifeng’s face darkened even more, and a hint of anger began to flash in his eyes as he looked at Lin Ziyin.

Lin Ziyin slightly lowered her eyelids, without meeting his eyes. His indifference exacerbated the gloom in Chu Suifeng’s heart.

"Your Highness, a few items have been made. Please inspect them." She murmured in a respectful tone that carried a distinct sense of aloofness.

"Hmm." Chu Suifeng faintly responded, his feet stepping into the yard.

The old master sighed lightly to see the way they interacted. Sometimes things don’t go smoothly. His granddaughter’s thoughts? Thinking of the potential consequences, he shook his head slightly.

In the room, Chu Suifeng was inspecting a crossbow in his hand, while Congyi and the others watched excitedly. The occasional glances they cast at Lin Ziyin were heated. No wonder the prince couldn’t forget Miss Lin, she’s really remarkable, being able to design such a powerful crossbow.

"The range can reach about eighty meters, I can’t help anything beyond that." Lin Ziyin explained softly.

"The range is sufficient." Chu Suifeng casually replied, then ordered Congyi to "bring the things."

"Yes, Your Highness." Congyi responded and left. Moments later, he returned with a long box in his hand. He opened it to reveal a bright weapon before Lin Ziyin’s eyes.

Lin Ziyin went over to try and pick up the weapon, but it took her quite a while to barely lift it. She took a somewhat embarrassed look at Chu Suifeng and put down the weapon in her hand, "Has Your Highness tried it?"

"I have tried it." Chu Suifeng’s face carried a slight smile, "It’s very sharp. It can not only cut through a cow’s hoof but can also be used as a spear."

Lin Ziyin showed a smile upon hearing the words, "Well then, congratulations, Your Highness."

"What happened to your hand?" Chu Suifeng suddenly stared at Lin Ziyin’s hand and asked.

Lin Ziyin didn’t want to worry the old master, so she kept her hands behind her back. Only after the old master had left did she return to her natural state. But she didn’t expect that Chu Suifeng would notice such a small detail.

"Bring the ointment." Chu Suifeng coldly glanced at Hong Ying and Lun Luo. Even Qiaoqiao did not escape his icy gaze.

"Yes, Your Highness." This time Qiaoqiao didn’t cross him, she obediently presented the ointment at the first instant.

Chu Suifeng pulled off the lid of the ointment, then picked out some with his finger. He grabbed Lin Ziyin’s small and delicate hand, and began to carefully apply the medicine.

"Your Highness..." Seeing this, Qiaoqiao immediately offered to take over his task. Chu Suifeng threw her a cold glance and froze the words she was about to say.

"I can do it myself." Lin Ziyin’s hand was held by him. The cool ointment on her hand felt comfortable, but her heart was searing, and even a blush crept onto her face.