The Princess of Northern Land

"Lin Ziyin, this is all your fault, just wait and see." Alone at a table, Ma Zhicai gritted his teeth and mumbled to himself.

After a few days away from home, he thought it was high time to return. Being in Feng City, he couldn’t do anything; after all, he was just an ordinary citizen and couldn’t even get close to the Wang Residence.

But none of that mattered, the prince had also appeared at the Lin Family, hadn’t he? Perhaps by watching the Lin Family, he could gain a lot of news.

Ma Zhicai hurriedly packed his belongings. For this trip into the city, he had brought only a few changes of clothes, making packing a simple task.

Bundles of silver were laid out on the bed, and Ma Zhicai’s expression became obscure again. There were forty taels of silver on the bed, left behind by his uncle, Ma Erlang, to be brought back and handed over to the Bao Family.

Forty taels of silver was no small sum, and Ma Zhicai found himself torn, wondering whether to bring all this silver back and hand it over to the Bao Family.

After pondering alone for a while, he hurriedly wrapped the silver in his clothes, slung it on his back, and checked out of his room.

"Ouch, can’t you even walk properly?" Perhaps Ma Zhicai was just unlucky; he had barely taken a few steps outside before he was bumped into by several women.

"Are you trying to take advantage of us?" Before Ma Zhicai could speak, several dark-faced men rushed out, each one looking frightful.