The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1634 - 1721: Oh No, There’s Been a Murder

The Eighth Princess’s heart was burning with fury, just then, a man with shifty eyes lewdly said, "Big brother? Look at this lady, isn’t she something?"

"She is indeed not bad, much better than those few who haven’t married husbands in the village before, no wonder the three brothers, Da Lang and the others, brought her back."

Speaking of this village, not only is there a gender imbalance with more men than women, the scarcity of females is even more severe than outside. Additionally, the development history of this village is quite complex.

Many of the people in this village are descendants from intermarriages between Dayuan and Dajin. Dayuan values women, Dajin values men. Due to the influence of these two different cultures, the village, though isolated, has absorbed diverse ideas and concepts.

As a result, although the population of the village is small, it is divided into two factions.

One faction follows the ideology from Dayuan, advocating for a one-wife-many-husbands system. The other faction upholds male-dominated ideas stemming from the Dynasty of Dajin, and although the scarcity of women has created a situation where women are seen as rare commodities, in their hearts, this faction actually despises women.

These few scruffy men are descendants left by the Jin People. Otherwise, under the female dominant system of Dayuan, ordinary men wouldn’t act on their lust like this.

Watching these men deciding her fate while chatting with each other, the Eighth Princess was extremely angry, but truly helpless.

Her Inner Strength was gone, although her injuries had mostly healed, they were not yet fully recovered.

After all, she was still injured and now her physique was no different from an ordinary woman. Even though these men were leftover bachelors in the village, probably thanks to the good genes from Dajin, they were tall and strong.

The Eighth Princess tried to break free, but found she couldn’t shake off the men at all.

At this moment, her feelings were a mix of panic, anger, and shock.

However, regardless of her intentions, certain events were bound to happen.

She was dragged screaming and struggling back to the village by these men. During this time, she cursed and scolded, but to no avail. Instead, her mouth was covered by the men to prevent her from making too much noise and alerting others.

Until the end, with a bang, the door was shut. A stinky rag was forcibly stuffed into her mouth by one of the men. Immediately after, the Eighth Princess was thrown to the ground...

Meanwhile.

After the Eighth Princess left, Da Lang thought over and over, feeling remorseful. Although he had been a bit angry at her earlier, and didn’t originally want to intervene with Miss Huang. But the mountain roads are dangerous, the night is dark, and she is alone... If something were to happen, wouldn’t it be like me not intending to kill Bo Ren, yet Bo Ren dies because of me?

Based on this, his inherently good nature prevailed. After much contemplation, Da Lang finally got up and chased out of the village.

But by this time, the Eighth Princess had already been dragged off by those scruffy men. Outside the village was empty, and he couldn’t see any trace of the Eighth Princess. He thought to himself that it seemed he was one step too late.

But given the circumstances, he could only silently pray in his heart, hoping she would safely make it out of the mountains...

Da Lang turned back home.

A night passed.

As most people were still immersed in their dreams, suddenly a piercing scream sliced through the pre-dawn sky.

The three brothers, Da Lang and the others, were immediately awakened, and the other villagers also rose, stepping outside to look towards the source of the sound.

They saw someone, with a pale face, looking as if they’d just seen a ghost, shouting in a panic, "It’s terrible, it’s terrible! Murder, murder!!"