"Oh no, Miss Han has fallen into the water!"
Someone shouted, and in an instant, a crowd gathered along the riverbank about ten meters from the gates of Prince Ling Mansion, chattering away.
The person who fell into the water flailed a few times before sinking down.
"What should we do? Miss Han is the County Master Chenyu, personally conferred by the Emperor, and also the fiancée of Prince Ling. If anything were to seriously happen..."
"Pfft—serves her right, she’s arrogant and flaunts that hideous face. If she dies, there’ll be one less tyrant in Hanjing City!"
"That may be so, but if Princess Yi Huang returns to the capital..."
The crowd continued to murmur, yet no one jumped in to save her.
After several minutes, a round-faced little girl suddenly rushed over from somewhere, pushed through the crowd, and with a splash jumped into the water. After some time, she managed to bring Miss Han, who had fallen into the water, to shore.
The crowd instinctively stepped back, giving them space.
Dongbao pressed hard on Han Jing’s chest, hoping she would cough up the water she had swallowed, but Han Jing showed no sign of reaction; she had stopped breathing.
"Miss, Miss, wake up! Please, wake up!" Dongbao was so anxious she was about to cry!
She had heard her Miss was at the Prince Ling Mansion entrance and had hurried over, only to find she was still too late...
As Dongbao desperately continued her rescue attempts and Han Jing showed no response, a haughty and brightly dressed woman in blue scoffed, "Someone like Han Chouyu is no more than an eyesore alive; only in death is she clean!"
Suddenly, laughter erupted around them.
Dongbao was furious, her face flushed, but she wasn’t in the mood to argue with that woman.
"Well, no matter what, the eldest sister is also the daughter of the Eldest Princess. I think it’s best to inform Prince Ling Mansion quickly so that Prince Ling can find a doctor to check on dear elder sister! Dongbao, don’t worry—" the woman in pink next to the woman in blue said leisurely, pretending to be concerned.
Dongbao glared fiercely at the woman in pink, "Second Miss, stop making sarcastic remarks at this time!"
The woman in pink, named Han Yan, looked aggrieved and was about to speak when someone whispered, "Prince Ling has arrived!"
Han Yan blinked her big eyes, immediately turned to the newcomer with tears in her eyes, and softly said, "Your Highness, please save my elder sister! She, she..."
She looked as if she could barely speak through her sobs.
Before Prince Ling could utter a word, the woman in blue burst out, "Brother Ling Wang, don’t save Han Chouyu! Han Jing deserves to die!"
She deserves to die!
The sharp voice pierced Han Jing’s eardrums, causing her to suddenly open her eyes, push Dongbao away, and stand up from the ground in a flash, her hand grabbing the blue-clad woman’s hair and dragging her back a couple of steps. "Slap!" "Slap!" Two resounding slaps landed on the woman’s radiant cheek!
"Who deserves to die?! Say it again if you dare; tell your grandma—who deserves to die!"
In the 21st century, the superpower killer Han Jing was ambushed, trapped by an ancient martial arts master in an ancient magic formation in the Middle Eastern desert. After being tortured to exhaustion, a heavy bomb was used to blow her to smithereens! Then her soul seemed to endure a fiery torment for an unknown duration, until suddenly it found a host, only to hear the phrase: Han Jing deserves to die!
Ha!