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

Yu Shuyan stared at Wang Ziyue with feigned smugness.

After all, she still had to maintain the image of a wife who had suffered hardship but turned to hatred in front of Wen Lang.

He extended the invitation card again:

"If Miss Wang has nothing to hide, then please touch this invitation."

Her words made not only Wang Ziyue, but everyone present stare curiously at the invitation in her hand.

After all, it's really hard to understand what touching the invitation has to do with proving who sent the fake invitation.

Yu Shuyan scanned everyone present and solemnly said:

"Everyone is probably thinking, how can touching an invitation prove that it's fake and who it's related to, right?"

After scanning the room again, the people present didn't keep them in suspense any longer:

"Because this invitation is poisoned. Anyone who has ever touched this invitation will be immediately poisoned if they touch it again. Of course, don't worry, this poison is not fatal; it will just cause the poisoned person's face to ulcerate and leave scars that can never be healed."

Her words made Wang Ziyue's face unconsciously turn a few shades paler.

However, there was hesitation in her eyes.

It's obvious that they think it's very likely she's lying.

Gongxi City hesitated:

"I've never heard of such a poison before."

Yu Shuyan glanced at Wang Ziyue out of the corner of her eye, smiled almost imperceptibly, and nodded solemnly to Gong Xicheng:

"Your Highness is truly knowledgeable and insightful; he is truly admirable."

The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but flash a look of disdain in their eyes.

Wen Lang's face was the most unpleasant.

At this time, Yu Shuyan was still his wife.

The more humiliated she becomes, the more his reputation will suffer.

He was truly filled with regret, wondering why he hadn't dealt with this woman sooner.

Yu Shuyan didn't care at all about the reactions of the crowd. After all, in this life, what she needed to do was not to make people like her.

What she hoped for, and what she had to achieve, was to make people dislike her, but not to get rid of her.

Gong Xicheng smiled with satisfaction after being photographed by her:

"Alright, enough of that common knowledge. Just tell me, what kind of poison is this!"

Yu Shuyan's heart stirred slightly:

It's definitely stupid, but adorably stupid.

Nodding hurriedly:

"Your Highness, have you ever heard of the name Lady Yuan?"

Her words caused Situ Yue, who had been standing quietly to the side as if everything that had happened had nothing to do with her, like a solitary orchid in a secluded valley, to suddenly tremble in her eyes, and even her brows unconsciously furrowed slightly.

Her gaze finally, slowly, fell on Yu Shuyan.

Miyanishi frowned:

"Yuan Niangzi~?"

A mustachioed follower behind him hurriedly said:

"Your Highness, Lady Yuan is a very famous female doctor in Lingjin City recently. She not only cured Bai Ziyu, but also cured the mother of Prefect Cui, who was almost on the verge of death and whom Physician Ding said would not live more than one night."

"So, recently, this goddess doctor has been very popular. However, she is not very willing to treat patients."

Gongxi Cheng nodded:

"Oh, I see. The goddess doctor, that's quite interesting. But why did you bring her up? Could it be that this poison..."

"It was her who made it!"

Yu Shuyan nodded:

"Your Highness, this poison was made by Lady Yuan herself, just in case I was deceived. It was a trap she prepared in advance, waiting for those who wanted to harm me to walk right into her trap."

Miyanishi Shiro didn't believe it:

"If he's a miracle doctor, why would he be willing to personally make poison for a peasant woman like you?"

Yu Shuyan sighed:

"Your Highness may not know this, but I once rescued Lady Yuan by chance. So, you could say she's always willing to help me."

Miyanishi raised an eyebrow:

"Really?"

The mustachioed follower whispered again:

"Your Highness, what she said is true. She said that Lady Yuan has given word that anyone who wants her to treat a patient must first get Yu Shuyan, oh, that is, Madam Wen's approval."

Miyanishi Jo (tsk tsk):

"You're really lucky. You actually managed to save a miracle doctor."

Yu Shuyan nodded shyly:

"It's just a coincidence, nothing more."

Gong Xicheng nodded and smiled:

"I also think it's just a coincidence, and has nothing to do with luck. After all, I am a prince, and even I haven't encountered any miraculous doctors, so naturally you won't have that kind of luck. It's just a coincidence!"

Yu Shuyan couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly, but she still agreed:

"Your Highness is right, it's just a coincidence. Luck is something that belongs to Your Highness."

Gong Xicheng was even more satisfied, and his voice softened a bit:

"So, this poison really was made by Lady Yuan! Just by touching this post, we can determine who has ever touched it, right?"

Yu Shuyan nodded hurriedly:

"Your Highness is wise. The ink used in this invitation contains a very rare Chinese medicinal herb. Anyone who smells this herb within three days will have the medicinal components remain in their body. Lady Yuan used this herb to create a formula that, upon contact, will cause facial ulceration and leave behind ugly scars that can never be healed."

Gongxi Cheng nodded:

"Interesting, very interesting indeed!"

Yu Shuyan hurriedly said:

"Your Highness, since Miss Wang says this invitation has nothing to do with her, then let her touch it to prove her innocence!"

Gong Xicheng nodded with interest in his eyes, then looked at Wang Ziyue, whose face was already pale and bloodless, and gave the order:

"Go ahead and touch it."

Wang Ziyue's face turned even paler.

Before, she would have thought that Yu Shuyan was lying.

However, Miyanishi's attendants do not lie.

Moreover, she had heard of Lady Yuan's reputation. It was entirely possible that such a renowned physician could concoct such a poison.

How important is appearance to a woman!

She didn't want to gamble, and she didn't dare to gamble.

Unconsciously, she looked at Zhou Ruifen with pleading eyes.

However, Zhou Ruifen coldly avoided her eyes. Clearly, she had no intention of helping her whatsoever.

After all, it was Wang Ziyue who prepared the fake invitations; Zhou Ruifen had never even handled them.

Even if it is proven that Wang Ziyue was involved with the fake invitation.

However, it is impossible to prove that it has anything to do with Zhou Ruifen.

Moreover, her father was Wang Ziyue's father's superior, so she wasn't afraid of her and dared to implicate her.

"Hey, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and touch it!"

Miyanishi urged impatiently.

Wang Ziyue's face was deathly pale, and she was swaying precariously.

However, urged by Gong Xicheng, she still reached out her hand slowly and extended it toward the invitation.

After all, touching it might offer a chance of survival; what if Yu Shuyan was lying?

If people are too afraid to touch it, then the invitation is related to her, and there will be no mystery. Everyone will know that she sent the fake invitation.

Just as her hand trembled, almost touching the invitation.

A clear and melodious voice suddenly rang out:

"Please wait!"