The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1592 - 1679: Holding Someone Back

At this moment, within the carriage ahead, the Eighth Princess lifted the curtain, placing her hand on Bai Xian’s arm, and alighted from the carriage.

Lian San discreetly curled her lips.

Though she’s lecherous, she only fancies men, not women. Moreover... although everyone thinks she’s simple-minded and an airhead, in reality... she’s just rather carefree, not truly foolish.

She doesn’t quite like this person. And that "this person" refers precisely to the Eighth Princess!

Lian San glanced at Bai Xian, dressed in all white, and thought to herself, why can’t this person see clearly? From the actions of the Concubine, one could tell that this Concubine was no good match; it’s truly a flower stuck in cow dung!

Of course, in Lian San’s mind, that flower is Bai Xian! However, the noble Eighth Princess became the cow dung in her heart.

There was a slight hint of gloom between the Eighth Princess’s brows. Recently, Qinghe had been lukewarm towards her, and she couldn’t figure out what the problem was. Could it really be, as Qinghe mentioned, that the discomfort from acclimatizing to Nanling was causing her not to want physical contact?

She was extremely troubled. Yet, seeing Bai Xian, who was always full of joy and looked at her with glowing eyes, the Eighth Princess felt somewhat comforted.

At least...

Bai Xian was quite good at flattery and often made her happy. She couldn’t help but think, once they returned to the capital, she would grant him a title, though he came from an unworthy background as a Courtesan. But being by her side without a name or title was shameful.

The Eighth Princess pondered this, while Lian San chuckled and stepped aside.

She admired Bai Xian’s beauty and couldn’t control her eyes, stealing glances at Bai Xian now and then, which displeased the Eighth Princess.

"Heh heh, forgive me, Your Grace, this commoner will take her leave!" Lian San feigned a respectful demeanor, though internally full of disdain.

So what if you are noble? It’s just about being born in the right place. If not for being born in the royal family, how could you afford to look down on people with such arrogance?

Tsk, I merely looked at Bai Xian a few more times, look at you. Could Bai Xian be made of paper that he would be ruined by a few glances?

Hmph!

Not showing it on her face, Lian San swayed as she walked out, but just as she passed by the Eighth Princess and Bai Xian, suddenly an arrow shot through the air.

Just then, Lian San’s foot slipped, as it had rained the day before and the mountain road was muddy. She fell on her rear end but inadvertently bumped into the Eighth Princess, causing her to dodge the arrow.

In that moment, Bai Xian’s eyes lit up, and he clenched his fist. However, when the Eighth Princess was pushed away by Lian San and the arrow embedded in the carriage, he was momentarily stunned, then disappointment arose in his heart.

But he knew, this wasn’t over!

After much persuasion, he finally lured the Eighth Princess out under the pretense of ’enjoying the scenery’. This was exactly his intention!

"Your Grace!" Bai Xian feigned concern and rushed towards the Eighth Princess, putting on an expression of panic: "Are you alright, Your Grace? Are you hurt?"

Another arrow flew by, just as Bai Xian tried to dodge, who would have thought that the troublemaker Lian San, who had just fallen on her behind, would mess things up again.

This rascal actually extended a muddy hand, grabbed Bai Xian’s calf, and pulled him towards her, her eyes leering.