The Princess of Northern Land

"Prince, you’re mistaken. Our Lin Family is humble and modest. Even if we were roasting ears of corn for you daily, I doubt we’re capable of hosting a prince." Lin Ziyin joked. When the other ladies heard, they all felt as if she was intentionally challenging them. They looked at Lin Ziyin with even more hostility.

"Ming Consort, Liu Consort, and Lin Consort request an audience." Suddenly, a request came from outside.

"Come in." Chu Suifeng said.

The remaining two consorts had arrived. Lin Ziyin looked up curiously as they entered.

At this time, three differently styled ladies entered from outside the door.

"This humble one pays respect to the Prince and Miss." The woman leading, dressed in white, respectfully greeted Chu Suifeng and Lin Ziyin.

Lin Ziyin squinted a bit. This one seems to know her place, having the sense to pay respects to her. Quite interesting.