The Princess of Northern Land

Ma Zhicai was taken aback and subconsciously wanted to shout to attract others' attention.

"Don't shout, it's me." A low, familiar voice came from behind, making him quiet down immediately.

"Second uncle." Ma Zhicai turned his head in surprise.

"Go back to the inn." Ma Erlang was wearing a fur coat, a big fur hat on his head, and the most popular scarf in Fengcheng around his neck. Only a pair of small eyes were exposed. .

Even so, he still lowered his head slightly, for fear that others would recognize him.

In contrast, Ma Zhicai looked much more refreshing. He was wearing a thick cotton robe and a cotton hat on his head. He was originally relatively thin, but wearing such a moon-white robe made him look a bit like a jade tree facing the wind. coming.

The uncle and nephew did not walk side by side, but followed the crowd in the direction of the inn one after another. Ma Zhicai looked at Ma Erlang in front of him and felt particularly excited. After all, he found someone, and the few days of waiting were not in vain.

But when we were about to arrive at the inn, this joy turned into doubt again. It's almost the New Year's Eve. Why would the Tatars come to Fengcheng to find him at this time?

"Second uncle." After entering the inn and before arriving at the Tianzihao house, Ma Zhicai finally couldn't help but ask Ma Erlang for information. "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, what are you doing in Fengcheng at this time?"

The voice was low enough that only two people could hear it.

"Let's talk about it when we see someone." Ma Erlang hesitated before answering, but he didn't tell him what to do specifically.

Ma Zhicai began to feel uneasy. Although he was willing to help the Tatars, he was still afraid. He was afraid that one day the Tatars would ask him to do something big and difficult to end. At that time, he was afraid that he would have to stay away from Fengcheng like Ma Erlang and live a life of escape. Life.

That kind of unstable life is not what Ma Zhicai wants.

Arriving at the door of Tianzihao room, Ma Erlang reached out and pushed open the door. The door creaked and opened.

This Tianzi room is not the room where Ma Zhicai lives. His room is next door to this one.

After following Ma Erlang into the house, Ma Zhicai secretly looked at the people in the house. This time, there were a few strangers in the room. Especially the young man at the top wearing a white leather jacket, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a strong physique, piercing eyes, and a slightly sharp look. This young man is full of nobility and is obviously no ordinary person.

Ma Zhicai even discovered that the Tatar who yelled at him last time was now standing under the young master, not even daring to breathe, and his expression showed respect for the young master above him.

"The villain has seen the adults." Ma Zhicai became more cautious after observing. Based on the Tatar's contempt for the people of the North, he did not dare to make any mistakes in front of this big man.

"Is Princess Ling from your Shili Village?" the young master asked with a chuckle, his attitude was quite easy-going.

"Yes." Ma Zhicai didn't know why he mentioned Lin Ziyin. Without knowing the reason, he didn't dare to say anything more.

After Ma Erlang led him into the house, he quietly retreated to the door and paid attention to the situation outside.

"Are you sure that Lin Ziyin started all the Lin family's workshops?"

"Yes, sir. I can be sure that all the tools in the workshop were thought up by Lin Ziyin. Even the car that can run in the field was also thought up by her." Ma Zhicai was a little excited when he answered. Although I don't know why these Tatars are interested in Lin Ziyin, since they are hostile, these people must be targeting Lin Ziyin.