The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 667: The Bull, Snake, Ghost, God (6)_1

Chapter 667: Chapter 667: The Bull, Snake, Ghost, God (6)_1

Lin Ziyin closed her eyes, as the carriage’s rocking motion lulled her like a cradle, quickly carrying her to the realms of dreams. Seeing this, Chu Suifeng’s expression softened. He pulled open the blanket next to him, tucking Lin Ziyin in soundly and securely.

"Miss, why do you torment yourself like this?" In the exquisite chamber of the Ling Wang Residence’s backyard, Miss Ming lay on the bed with tears streaming from her eyes after she heard the maid’s report. To prevent her from being discovered, she kept her face turned inward.

"You wouldn’t understand." She replied coldly. "Make sure no one finds out."

"Miss, don’t worry. They are all fawning upon me, they wouldn’t dare to spy on my movements." The maid explained hurriedly, "I never expected that the Prince would willingly accompany Lin Ziyin home. Although it’s only..."

"Quiet." Miss Ming was slightly annoyed, "Don’t forget that we are not entitled to call the Princess Consort by her name. If the prince finds out, I won’t be able to protect you, don’t make trouble for me."

"Understood, Miss." The maid looked aggrieved, but still obedient, "I’ll be careful and won’t bring any trouble to you."

"Qingting, you are like a sister to me. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you. Understand?" Miss Ming’s voice softened, "We have depended on each other for years, I don’t want to be alone from now."

"Miss, I understand." Qingting’s tears welled up, precisely because Miss was good to her, she was more willing to consider everything for Miss.

"Remember, you must treat the Princess Consort with respect when you meet her." Miss Ming advised once again, "Those who are protected by the Prince can never be disrespected by others."

Seeing Miss Ming’s desolation, Qingting despised the new Princess Consort, Lin Ziyin, even more.

"The consort has heard that the Madame is ill and has come to pay her respects bringing gifts." Suddenly, a voiced hailed from outside the door.

Miss Ming’s look of grief immediately vanished, replaced by a fierce look. The backyard was neither big nor small. Someone was rushing over to gloat.

But not just anyone was permitted to see her being made a mockery of. "Let the consort in."

The tone was light and cold. Upon hearing this, consort Lin, outside the door, smiled lightly. However, that mocking smile quickly disappeared.

The maid raised the curtain, "Lady Consort, be careful."

Like a rare treasure, consort Lin was carefully led into the room by two maids.

Although Miss Ming was in charge of all the women in the backyard, nothing in her room was particularly valuable. In her heart, consort Lin snickered at Miss Ming.

"Madame, I hope your health is improving?" Regardless, Lady Consort Lin’s position held weight. No matter how much Qingting despised her, she still brought over a comfortable chair for her to sit on.

Consort Lin sat down unceremoniously, and even ordered her maid to place the chair as close to the bed as possible.

Miss Ming, having been punished with beatings, could hardly move and laid prone on the bed. Having consort Lin watch her so intently made her feel uncomfortable.

"Qin is impulsive and caused Madame to be punished by the Prince. Ah, if she doesn’t change her temper, it’s feared that more troubles will follow." Consort Lin prattled, pretending to be concerned. "However, it’s the Madame who suffers."

"Consort, did you deliberately come to laugh at my misfortune?" Miss Ming didn’t want to bother with her any longer and directly asked, "If there’s something you want, just say it."

"Straightforward." Consort Lin laughed, clapping her hands to signal a maid to bring forward a box, "Here is a little gift from me. Since Madame is straightforward, I won’t beat about the bush either. Please say a few good words to the butler on my behalf. I want to leave the Wang Residence to visit my father. Just for one day, no, even half a day would be enough." As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears.