"Oh, no! Lady Han fell into the water!" someone shouted.

The riverbank located 10 meters away from the Ling Manor belonging to the Third Prince was instantly crowded with people before they started clamoring.

The person in the water flopped for a while before sinking.

"What… what are we supposed to do? Lady Han is awarded the title of Princess Chen Yu by the Emperor himself. She is also engaged to Prince Ling. If something really were to happen to her…"

"Pfft, serves her right! She has been acting arrogant even though she is ugly! There will be one less tyrant in Hanjing City if she dies!"

"You have a point, but Princess Yi Feng is going to return to the capital…"

Everyone was discussing the matter at hand, yet no one bothered to jump in to rescue her.

A few minutes had passed before a round-faced young lady ran over. She pushed her way through the crowd and leaped into the water with a big splash. She held onto Lady Han and swam her way to the riverbank after several minutes.

The crowd subconsciously took a few steps back to provide an empty space.

Dong Bao pressed onto Han Jing's chest repeatedly with force in an attempt to get her to spit out the water in her lungs. However, Han Jing did not react, and she was not breathing.

"My Lady, My Lady! Wake up! Please, wake up!" Dong Bao screamed in panic, she was on the verge of tears.

She rushed over as soon as she heard that Lady Han was near the entrance of Ling Manor and yet, she was still too late…

While Dong Bao was desperately trying to resuscitate Han Jing, a spirited woman in blue swordsman clothing stood nearby and snorted arrogantly.

"A person like Hideous Han will still be despised by everyone even if she lives. She would be better off dead!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Dong Bao's face flushed crimson with anger, but she had no time to argue with the woman in blue.

"Sigh, Elder Sister is the princess' daughter no matter what. I think we should hurry and inform the Ling Manor so that Prince Ling can get a doctor for her! Don't worry too much, Dong Bao."

Another woman in pink standing beside the woman in blue made a concerned expression as she spoke unhurriedly.

"Second Young Lady, now is not the time for sarcasm!" Dong Bao glared at the woman in pink.

The woman in pink addressed as the second young lady was Han Yan. She made an offended expression and was about to say something when someone whispered, "Prince Ling is here!"

Han Yan blinked to form tears in a split second and glanced at the person approaching her.

"Your Highness!" She cried out. " Please save my eldest sister! She, she…"

She was choking with sobs.

The woman in blue screamed in outrage before Prince Ling could speak.

"Brother Ling, do not save Hideous Han! Han Jing should die!"

'Han Jing should die!'

The woman's screeching voice pierced into Han Jing's eardrums and she opened her eyes abruptly. She pushed away Dong Bao, who was still pressing on her chest, as she stood up immediately. She grasped the hair of the woman in blue before pulling her two steps back, giving her two stinging slaps on her bright cheeks.

"Who should die?! Say that again, who should die?!"

Han Jing, a 21st-century hitwoman with special abilities, was trapped in an ancient formation in a Middle Eastern desert by traditional Chinese martial arts masters after falling into their trap and they tortured her. They threw a heavy-duty bomb at her when they grew tired of her, causing her to explode into a million pieces!

She felt her soul burning in flames for what seemed like forever before she sensed something. Then, the first thing she heard was someone shouting that she, Han Jing, should die!

Hmph!