The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 830: Return (1)

Chapter 830: Chapter 830: Return (1)

"Whoever dares to disrespect Ayin, engaging in idle gossip behind her back, I will certainly take his life," Chu Suifeng’s complexion changed suddenly, his body beginning to emanate a cold aura.

Seeing his furious demeanor, Lin Ziyin couldn’t help but think how foolish this man was. She moved forward and embraced Chu Suifeng, deeply touched.

Lin Ziyin had once also been a person lacking love; she didn’t believe for a second that Chu Suifeng’s reaction was pretense, nor was it spur of the moment rage on her behalf.

"Don’t worry about what others say, Ayin," Chu Suifeng, nearly losing her, became even more affectionate toward Lin Ziyin. "I swear, anyone who has hurt you or intends to hurt you, I will seek justice for you."

Lin Ziyin didn’t for one moment think he was merely speaking grandiosely.

The people of the Northern Land well knew the Prince’s unforgiving nature. His solemn vow in front of her today was a clear message: He, Chu Suifeng, would definitely take good care of her for the rest of his life.

Lin Ziyin knew she was carried away because of Chu Suifeng’s feelings of guilt, feeling it was his negligence that led to her being harmed.

"It’s not your fault. No matter how capable you are, you’re still just one person," Lin Ziyin said as she held his lean waist. "As the saying goes, it’s not the theft but the thought of theft that is to be feared. I will seriously manage the household from now on and won’t leave it to others anymore."

Even without knowing all the details, Lin Ziyin deduced that the women of the inner court were related to the current situation.

"After we return, I will deal with them," Chu Suifeng said with a cold laugh, his tone sinister. "Some people might not have been directly involved, but they are not entirely innocent either. I made a mistake once and will certainly not make a second one."

As he talked about mistakes, his arms around Lin Ziyin trembled slightly.

Clearly, the incident of the North Country abducting Lin Ziyin had taken a mental toll on him.

"We can’t dispose of them all just yet," Lin Ziyin was much calmer than him at the moment. "We must wait until the autumn harvest is completely collected before turning against them."

"I can’t wait," Chu Suifeng didn’t agree with her. "I said before, whoever harms you won’t escape."

"Listening to me is never wrong," Lin Ziyin soothed him in a soft voice. "Honglin, for me, what others say or do isn’t important. What matters is that you care about me and treat me well."

This was the first time Lin Ziyin openly expressed her feelings to Chu Suifeng.

In matters of the heart, she had always been passive and shy, often reserved. Hearing her confession out of the blue, Chu Suifeng’s face brightened with joy. The frostiness melted away, replaced by the warmth of spring, his entire face blooming with delight.

If it weren’t for concern over Lin Ziyin’s health, he would have loved nothing more than to hold her tight and shower her with affection.

"Prince, Princess, Master Hui Zhen is asking when we can start the meal?" Hong Ying asked timidly from outside, everyone reluctant to disturb the Prince and Princess at this time. But the meal was ready, and the taste would be greatly affected if not eaten soon, even if kept warm. Pressured by Master Hui Zhen’s continuous urging, she lost at rock-paper-scissors and had to be the one to ask.

"Um," Chu Suifeng’s voice came muffled from inside the room, but it wasn’t angry.

Hong Ying sighed with relief.

The couple came out hand in hand, appearing very loving.

Luo Heng dared not look, and Congyi among others didn’t dare to stare straight at them, but Master Hui Zhen had no such scruples. He watched the young couple with a smile, even teasing them, "If you didn’t come out soon, this monk was prepared to start without you. Right, Princess Lin, this monk is still craving your cooking skills immensely."