The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 483: The Tomb King’s Wife(4)_1

Chapter 483: Chapter 483: The Tomb King’s Wife(4)_1

As for the Tatars from the North Country, they might also quickly learn about the existence of soy milk powder, milk powder, and the production of wool yarn. She estimated that by then, those people would also harbor ulterior motives towards her.

As Lin Ziyin pondered, she suddenly felt that she was indeed a potential calamity for men. However, these were not the fundamental reasons for shaking her resolve. What touched her was the condition proposed by Chu Suifeng.

In ancient times, the most valued thing was offspring. Wealthy families would wish to marry a hundred women to bear children for them. Chu Suifeng, a lonely prince, in dire need of an heir, was willing to make such a heavy vow. After calming down, Lin Ziyin believed Chu Suifeng’s previous words that those women in the back yard of the Wang Residence might merely be decorations.

Thinking this way, she saw many advantages in Chu Suifeng.

Maybe her rebirth was heaven’s way allowing her to change the poverty of the Northern Land. Chu Suifeng’s kindness to her was constantly circling in her mind.

To be honest, Chu Suifeng was not very good at pleasing girls, and he wasn’t adept at uttering sweet words. However, he was responsible and caring at times. Lin Ziyin remembered the ice blocks in summer, the fur in winter, the daily health supplements, and the conveniences he granted her on a regular basis.

Having lived two lives, her heart has been hammered thousands of times and she had long passed the age of romance and frivolity. If she was to marry, it had to be to a man capable of providing a stable household.

Chu Suifeng was absolutely not the type of man suitable for a domestic lifestyle. He was high-born, burdened with heavy responsibilities, and would undoubtedly prioritize his duties over his own family. His "family" was so extensive that the people of the entire Northern Land could be considered his "family".

Lin Ziyin was somewhat worried that she might not be able to be a good "mistress" of this large Northern family.

"One should only bite off as much as they can chew." The old man sighed softly, "Mr. Situ was right, both objectively and subjectively, your best option is to enter the Wang Residence. But I still stand by my words. Your own wishes should be the priority. Today, I only want to help you understand the current situation and then follow your heart."

The Lin siblings all stared at Lin Ziyin, their faces revealing indefinable expressions. At this moment, they also understood the old man’s intentions. All of them were waiting for Lin Ziyin’s decision.

"There are seven days left until my birthday, I will think this over carefully." Lin Ziyin sighed and spoke.

"Good." The old man did not press her to make a decision, he just sighed deeply, stood up, and walked towards the doorway with his hands clasped behind his back. "You are a decisive child, take your time to think it over before making a decision."

"Sister, don’t get married," Changting had tears in his eyes. He didn’t care how noble the prince’s position was, all he knew was that there were many wicked women in the Wang Residence. If his sister were to marry into the Wang Residence, those bad women would bully her.

How could he protect his sister without having grown up yet?

"Don’t get married." Changting’s sentimentality infected Yanzhi, who moved closer and clingingly hugged Lin Ziyin’s leg.

Lin Ziyin didn’t say a word. She reached out and touched Changting’s head, then patted Yanzhi’s head.

"If you don’t want to marry, even if the sky falls, your brother will hold it up for you. I know I’m incompetent, but I will be brave when faced with difficulties." Lin Changshu lifted his head, looking at her with determined eyes.

Wu Dayou also firmly looked at Lin Ziyin, "What Big Brother means is also what I mean."

"Alright." Without thanking them, Lin Ziyin knew that true affection between relatives was most valuable. Thanking them would profane such kinship.