The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1633 - 1720: The Bustling World

Her steps faltered slightly, pondering whether she should return. Yet, the pride of being a noble descendant of the Royal Family made her unwilling to lower her head no matter what. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

In the end, she could only bury her head and continue forward, but just at that moment, a sudden burst of chaotic footsteps sounded from behind.

The Eighth Princess was slightly startled in her heart, turned back abruptly, and saw a few disheveled men staring at her with wolfish gaze.

Her heart thudded, and suddenly she had a bad premonition. This feeling came too intensely, so strong that it made people panic.

Under the night, the moonlight was hazy. But the overly dim moonlight made it hard for her to see the faces of those men opposite, only roughly discerning that their clothes seemed very shabby.

The men’s footsteps towards her grew faster; and that urgent footstep sound was enough to make her discern their malice.

Almost instinctively, she turned and ran hastily. While running, images of those disheveled figures floated into her mind.

It seemed she had seen them somewhere before.

When she lived in Da Lang’s house, after her wounds healed, she also moved about in the village; she seemed to have seen those people.

Those men were notorious bachelors in the village, each one a rotten apple; she had seen them from afar before. But the key is why those bachelors are following her?

She ran, and they pursued.

The Eighth Princess’s heart beat like a drum. Fallen to such a state, losing her Inner Strength, her outward bravado was nothing more than false courage. She seemed to have lost her once proud and arrogant confidence.

In this brief moment, she thought of many things. Previously, no matter where she was, she was always surrounded by people; among those who followed her, some were cultivated by the Royal Family, others she attracted herself, these people were loyal to her; however, a majority followed her because of her identity, because of her status. And without these, what was she?

Not to mention those who dealt with her hypocritically, even those supposedly loyal to her, why were they loyal? Was it out of fear of the power in her hands, because of her prestigious identity, because she could bring them benefits, or was it something else?

The bustling world is for profit, the seething world is for gain.

In the end, her whole life turned out to be a joke.

No time for self-pity or sighs, for those few disheveled ragged men had already caught up with her.

One of them grabbed her arm, another pounced on her back, tightly locking her waist from behind, while another forcefully pulled her hair back.

Her face was livid with anger: "How dare you!!" She yelled fiercely, struggling violently. Was it from fear, or from extreme rage? Her voice trembled, her body shivered.

And suddenly, one of them swung a palm, a loud slap landed on her face.

The Eighth Princess froze in disbelief.

She was actually slapped? Even for ordinary people, hitting the face is a tremendous insult, let alone for someone of her lineage!

She was a noble descendant, yet tonight she was slapped on her face? Bullied by a few vicious men?

Her eyes shot out a venomous glare: "How dare you——!!"

Her voice became sharper, trembling more fiercely. But this time, it was no longer fear, but pure rage!