The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 813: Connection (5)

Chapter 813: Chapter 813: Connection (5)

"I indeed receive favor, but it is my husband Chu Suifeng who favors me," Lin Ziyin retorted relentlessly, pausing after each word while giving the crown prince a stern look, "Under the broad daylight, the crown prince dares to lay hands on a woman, what great manners. From whom did the crown prince learn such royal etiquette?"

Brukan, seeing her composed and serious demeanor, trembled with anger, but since Lin Ziyin had clearly stated her identity, he indeed could not lay a hand on her again.

"Chu Suifeng killed countless warriors of our North Country, yet you dare stand on the soil of North Country?" Pondering in his mind over and over again, Brukan finally decided to use public anger to embarrass Lin Ziyin.

"Is it interesting to argue over this matter?" Lin Ziyin scoffed at Brukan, completely indifferent to the restless populace around her. Instead, Princess Alhatu and Bayan among others were on high alert. "It was your people from North Country who started the war, is the crown prince willing to play the robber, disturbing and looting our Northern Land? Should our people of Northern Land just submit everything willingly? If your people are warriors, aren’t ours? In our Northern Land, we have always adhered to the policies of ’good neighborliness, prosperous neighborliness, and friendly neighborliness.’ Anyone harboring ill intentions towards our Northern Land will definitely not be tolerated."

Her words were powerful and resonant, and the crowd suddenly quieted down.

Some were angry, some were ashamed, some looked displeased...

"Do not your North Country people honor warriors and the strong? How is it that, having truly lost, you cannot accept defeat?" Lin Ziyin mockingly looked at the crown prince. "Coming to your Northern Land was not my wish, but after arriving here, your country’s second prince, the emperor, and even the State Preceptor treated this Princess quite kindly. I just do not understand why the crown prince alone treats me unkindly. Or is it that the crown prince always treats women this way?"

Timur internally groaned, Chu Suifeng was difficult to deal with, and he had not expected his princess to be so formidable too. In just a few words, she made the people understand her worth, and further pushed Brukan into a dilemma.

The surrounding populace gradually dispersed. The scene at the gate of the second prince’s residence last time had already spread throughout the entire Capital. Princess of the Tomb was able to cultivate rice and wheat in North Country, turn milk and wool into silver. This rumor had taken deep root in people’s hearts.

Those who died are gone, and the living must move forward. Besides, there were some truths in what Princess of the Tomb said. The populace, though still irked by Lin Ziyin, wouldn’t trouble her further.

But Brukan was different; he had been publicly humiliated repeatedly by Lin Ziyin, and his fury had turned into towering rage, wishing he could strangle Lin Ziyin right then.

"Crown Prince." Seeing Brukan’s expression, Timur quickly grabbed him.

Brukan had brought him over today to humiliate the Princess of the Tomb, which he was not pleased about. If not for fear that Brukan’s impulsiveness would cause trouble, he wouldn’t have stood here and let himself be made a monkey of.

Honestly, everything Brukan did, let alone others, even he, Timur, could not respect.

"Do not anger the Emperor over this matter," Timur whispered in Brukan’s ear.

"Crown Brother, today’s events, I will report truthfully to our father the Emperor." After recovering from her shock, Princess Alhatu righteously began to confront Brukan.

"You?" Brukan’s face changed, and a bloodthirsty look appeared in his eyes.

Princess Alhatu remained unmoved; her faction and the crown prince’s faction had long been at odds, it was not a matter of one or two days. Since they were to tear their faces off, what did she have to fear? Moreover, she had come out today with a mission.

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