The Princess of Northern Land

"Defend well." Luo Heng told his men.

"Yes, general." The defenders were replaced by several generals who did not go into battle.

Chu Suifeng and others walked back with exhaustion.

"Are you tired?" Chu Suifeng sat in the carriage and looked at Lin Ziyin beside him and said softly. He took out a box from the hidden compartment of the carriage, took out the prepared snacks and handed it to her, "First, put the Pad your belly.”

"Not hungry yet." Lin Ziyin replied softly.

Although Chu Suifeng did not go into battle, commanding on the city wall was very draining. In addition, he had almost no time to rest since the beginning of the war, and the exhaustion on his face was obvious.

"I made the beef jerky myself. Please try it, Your Majesty." Lin Ziyin felt sorry for the man and smiled and stuffed the beef jerky in his hand into his mouth.

There was something in his mouth all of a sudden. Chu Suifeng was unprepared, but he liked this kind of "offense".

"It tastes good." He chewed slowly, then stuffed a piece into Lin Ziyin's mouth.

Along the way, the carriage moved very slowly, because the streets were full of people walking back slowly. It sounds like these people had been busy all day, but none of them complained. On the contrary, they all had smiles on their faces.

This new smile is one of inner contentment and joy.

Lin Ziyin gently lowered the curtains and said to Chu Suifeng with a smile, "The people have a sense of belonging to the North. Only when the border town is in danger will they do their best to protect the city."

Chu Suifeng held her slender waist with his right hand, "Once the Tatars are driven away, I will send people over to establish a free academy here."

"Um."

The warm atmosphere accompanied the two of them until they reached the mansion, and they got off the carriage together.

But someone came back before them.

"Where are you injured?" Lin Ziyin looked at Si Jinhan sitting in the flower hall and asked in surprise, but after finishing speaking, her face turned red.

"It's just a minor injury." Si Jinhan replied calmly. The arm was bandaged. Because of the bandage, the sleeves were rolled up.

"Take good care of yourself." Chu Suifeng ordered coldly with a straight face.

"That's why I came here to eat." Si Jinhan had always been lazy.

Chu Suifeng rolled his eyes and the expression on his face became more serious, "The bones were not injured, but there was a lot of blood. Master Huizhen asked me to rest for a few days."

"Qiao'er, let the kitchen boil more blood-tonifying soup." Lin Ziyin ordered.

"Yes, girl." Qiaoer was left in the house today and did not see the war. However, she was a good maid who dedicated herself to her duties. At home, she watched the cook prepare a table of meals and waited for Lin Ziyin and others to come back to eat.

There are many good materials for replenishing blood.

Looking at the food on the table and smelling the aroma of the food, Lin Ziyin felt hungry in his stomach.

"Third Young Master, please." Since Si Jinhan injured his arm, Lin Ziyin took the initiative to serve him a bowl of chicken soup.

"He injured his left arm, not his hand." Seeing her giving the first bowl of soup to Si Jinhan, Chu Suifeng immediately became jealous.

Si Jinhan paused as he picked up the chicken soup, then took a sip of the chicken soup in the bowl as if nothing had happened, and then retorted, "Your Majesty, I am on duty."

Chu Suifeng glared at him, "I can eat and drink, but why can't I pour a bowl of chicken soup?"

Lin Ziyin sat on the edge, looking at Chu Suifeng who seemed to be a different person, and couldn't help laughing.

After hearing this, Chu Suifeng immediately handed over his bowl and looked at her eagerly.