Reborn as a doctor, he takes revenge and ruthlessly punishes the scum.

In winter, Lingjin City is shrouded in a blanket of white snow.

Because of the heavy snow, every household stayed indoors, and the usually bustling city of Lingjin was unusually quiet and peaceful.

However, in the courtyard of an ordinary farmer's house in the southern part of the city, the piercing cries of a woman and the helpless sobs of a child could be heard.

For no reason, this tranquil and serene place was shrouded in sorrow and gloom.

"No, I didn't, I really didn't. Husband, husband, I was framed, you believe me, you believe me, don't you!"

The woman, disheveled and pale, wept bitterly, yet her gaze was filled with hope as she stared at the man before her—a man of gentle appearance, dignified bearing, and tall, outstanding stature.

In her arms, she held a chubby little boy, about two or three years old, with delicate, chubby features. However, the child seemed frightened, clinging tightly to the woman, burying his head in her neck, and wailing loudly.

The woman held her child tightly, even though she was freezing cold, she was trying her best to give the child even the slightest bit of warmth.

The man stared at the mother and child in the snow with a cold, disappointed expression, and remained silent for a long time.

Standing behind him was a woman with a sharp and mean face, who glared at the woman and cursed her:

"You still have the nerve to say you didn't? You were caught in the act, and you still dare to lie and say you didn't. I've known all along that you're a slut who's never been home. How could our Wen family, a family of scholars, have married such a lowly hussy? Dog Egg, don't be soft-hearted. Let me finish this whore off now."

The man slowly turned around and glanced at the woman indifferently.

Just a casual glance was enough to make the woman unconsciously shrink back. She was annoyed, knowing full well that her son hated it when she called him by his nickname, but she just couldn't remember it.

Now that his son has been appointed to a high-ranking official position and is about to marry a princess, he's practically a superior person, so it's even more inappropriate to call him that anymore.

Standing next to the woman was a girl of about thirteen or fourteen, who resembled her in appearance—a large face and triangular eyes. She was quite rough around the edges, but she forced a soft voice and pretended to be gentle. She tugged at the woman's arm.

“Mother, don’t speak. This shameless woman has done such a despicable thing. No matter how kind-hearted my elder brother is, he will not protect her and let her ruin our family’s reputation.”

The man sensed the urging in their eyes, slowly turned around, looked again at the woman whose eyes were filled with hopeful tears, and sighed softly.

“Yu Shuyan, what you did should be punishable by being drowned in a pig cage in the Great Yong Dynasty. However, for the sake of our past as husband and wife, I will allow you to end your own life. It will save face for you.”

Despair flickered in Yu Shuyan's eyes. She couldn't believe that the man who had vowed to always respect and trust her would say such a thing.

At that moment, her heart felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp arrow, and every breath she took was painful.

She stared at him, the man she loved deeply, the man for whom she defied her parents, endured the difficulties caused by his family, sold her dowry to support his studies and exams, and even endured a difficult three-day and three-night labor to give birth to their son.

Suddenly, he began to laugh wildly. His laughter was filled with despair, regret, and heartache.

The man slowly frowned:

"why are you laughing?"

Yu Shuyan slowly stopped laughing. The little girl, who had stopped crying and was now sobbing softly because of her hug, hugged the man tighter and looked at him mockingly.

“Wen Lang, I know you. You wouldn’t be so calm if things weren’t under your control. So, you knew about all of this beforehand, and it was all part of your plan, wasn’t it!”

A strange light flashed in Wen Lang's eyes, but he quickly looked puzzled:

"What are you talking about? Yu Shuyan, you did such a thing, and I'm still willing to let you die peacefully. You should be grateful. Instead, you're starting to talk nonsense."

Yu Shuyan was even more certain of her guess, and she scoffed:

"So, it really is for Princess Changning's sake! If she doesn't get rid of me, her legal wife, legitimately, how can Princess Changning accept you as her husband without being gossiped about?"

"How ridiculous I am! There were signs of something going on between you and Princess Changning long ago, but I just refused to believe it. Now that I've ended up like this, it's all my fault for being so blind and not taking the initiative to step down and make way for her."

"Oh, no, even if I wanted to resign voluntarily, you wouldn't allow it, would you? After all, Princess Changning wouldn't want to be remembered as shameless and a woman who stole another woman's husband! So, no matter what, this show was bound to happen sooner or later!"

At this moment, all the resentment and anger that Yu Shuyan had accumulated over the years finally erupted.

"presumptuous!"

With a furious rebuke, Princess Changning, dressed in magnificent robes and possessing an elegant yet overly sharp demeanor, slipped into the courtyard accompanied by several palace maids.

Upon seeing her, the mother and daughter immediately became extremely obsequious and went to greet her.

Changning completely ignored them, walked directly to Wen Lang, and frowned unhappily, saying:

"Wen Lang, what are you still hesitating for? This vile woman, so lewd and vile, spouting nonsense, how dare she slander me like this! Why don't you kill her? What are you waiting for here!"

Wen Lang's previously indifferent expression now softened into a smile that was both indulgent and helpless:

"She is, after all, my wife. Even though she did such a thing, I still hope she can end her own life. I just can't bring myself to do it."

He knew that Princess Changning had a fiery temper, but she liked his gentle, kind, and benevolent nature. So, even though this was indeed a plan they came up with together, he still hoped that Princess Changning could see that he had gone against his own nature and agreed to this for her sake.

Sure enough, a hint of emotion flashed in Changning's eyes, and her expression softened:

"I know you can't bear to ask me to do this. You only agreed to my request because you love me and don't want me to feel wronged."

"Don't worry, once this matter leaves this courtyard, no one will pursue it further. You're thinking of me, so naturally I won't make things difficult for you."

As he spoke, he stared at Yu Shuyan with a mixture of smugness and disgust, and clapped his hands.

Then, amidst the puzzled looks of the crowd, two guards walked in carrying four large packages.

Wen Lang looked at Chang Ning with a puzzled expression:

"what is this?"

Changning stared intently at Yu Shuyan, as if trying to see what kind of expression would appear on her face when she saw what was inside.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the two soldiers threw the packages they were carrying onto the snow in front of Yu Shuyan.

The package came apart, and a lot of things rolled out of it.

There was another one that rolled right up to Yu Shuyan. When she saw what it was, Yu Shuyan was stunned for a long time, as if her soul had been ripped out.

Then, a series of shrill and ear-piercing screams erupted.

It was a desperate, agonizing cry.

The mother and daughter were so frightened that they took a few steps back, closed their eyes, and turned their heads away.

Wen Lang unconsciously raised an eyebrow.

Changning, however, stared with glee at Yu Shuyan, who was in unbearable pain, a smile of undisguised pleasure and malice spreading across his face.