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

Noticing Wen Lang's gaze, Bai Ziyu's eyes turned slightly cold as he looked at Cui Rongxing and reminded him:

"Lord Cui, to prevent the murderer from resorting to desperate measures, shouldn't you send some skilled men to protect the witnesses and evidence?"

Cui Rongxing nodded thoughtfully after being reminded by him:

"What Young Master Bai says is very true. It was my oversight. I will make the necessary arrangements."

Yu Shuyan felt it was unnecessary. After all, she was perfectly capable of protecting herself.

However, thinking about what she was going to do next made her feel that it would make it easier for her to achieve her goal.

She realized that Bai Ziyu's strange behavior of supporting and caring for her earlier was all because he wanted her help to find the person who harmed him.

However, he thanked Cui Rongxing instead:

"Then thank you very much, Lord Cui."

Cui Rongxing smiled slightly:

"It's all within my duty."

Seeing that there was no turning back, and considering that he, the esteemed martial uncle of Princess Changning, had actually suffered a humiliation at Bai Ziyu's hands, Ouyang Feng was so angry that he turned around, flung his sleeves, and stormed out.

Wen Lang gave Yu Shuyan a cold, oppressive look, then turned and chased after her.

As soon as they left, Cui Rongxing's tense mood instantly relaxed. He slowly let out a long sigh of relief before looking at Cui Yingying and frowning as he said:

"Aren't you coming back with me? You're such a troublemaker."

Cui Yingying, however, hurriedly walked to Yu Shuyan's side and took her arm:

"No, I won't leave. I want to stay with my master."

If it were before, he would have been happy to see her and Yuan Niangzi become close.

However, after what had just happened, he knew clearly that she and Ouyang Feng had formed a deep grudge. And Ouyang Feng was a favorite of Princess Changning.

Although Bai Ziyu seemed to be on Yuan Niangzi's side.

But is this taking sides unconditionally, or is it just a temporary gesture to get her to find the person who harmed her?

He needs time to understand and weigh everything.

You can't blame him for that; after all, the more you have, the more you care about. Behind him stands the entire Cui clan, who won't allow him to act recklessly.

Therefore, Cui Rongxing's face darkened, and he roared:

"Cui Yingying, are you leaving or not?"

When had Cui Yingying ever been yelled at like that by Cui Rongxing? A hint of grievance flashed in her eyes, but she gripped Yu Shuyan even tighter.

"I won't leave, I won't leave."

Cui Rongxing took a deep breath and said to the two guards who had just grabbed her:

"You guys, hold her down and come with me!"

"Father, what are you going to do?"

Cui Yingying was truly anxious, her eyes wide with anger as she stared at Cui Rongxing.

Cui Rongxing, however, avoided her gaze and instead bowed slightly to Bai Ziyu, Yuan Niangzi, and the others:

"Excuse me, everyone, I must take my leave now. Please continue the banquet."

Then, he addressed the guard who was still standing there hesitating:

"What are you waiting for? Take her away from me."

Without further hesitation, the two guards stepped forward and bowed to Cui Yingying.

"Miss, I'm offended."

The two men, one on each side, lifted up the incredulous Cui Yingying and carried her outside.

Cui Yingying hadn't expected Cui Rongxing to be serious. By the time she realized what was happening and tried to struggle, it was too late. She had already been dragged out of the study.

He could only turn his head, strain to look towards the study, and shout:

"Master, Master, I'll come find you another day! Father, please tell them... tell them to let me go... Father..."

The sound grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared completely and could no longer be heard.

Yu Shuyan opened her eyes, but finally shook her head slowly with no other choice.

"Butler Wang, something's happened! Something's happened!"

Suddenly, a servant rushed to the study door, exclaiming in alarm. He was clearly frightened by what had happened.

"How unbecoming is it to be in a panic!"

A middle-aged man with a mustache, a shrewd and overweight appearance, stepped forward and scolded him.

Clearly, he was the steward of the Prime Minister's residence, who had followed the crowd here.

The matter had little to do with the Prime Minister's residence, and he remained hidden in the crowd, not uttering a word. This clearly demonstrated his shrewdness and composure.

After all, the less you do, the fewer mistakes you make; the more you do, the more mistakes you make.

The servant, scolded by him, instantly realized he had lost his composure. Looking at the crowd of curious onlookers, he felt even more embarrassed and anxious, staring at Steward Wang.

Butler Wang clearly realized that something might have happened. His only thought was to gesture for him to come closer.

The servant breathed a slight sigh of relief, hurriedly stepped forward, and whispered something in his ear.

As Butler Wang listened, his eyes suddenly widened, revealing a deep sense of anxiety and fear.

Immediately, he apologized to everyone:

"I'm so sorry everyone, there's been a sudden situation at the Prime Minister's residence, so today's banquet has to end here. I apologize to everyone, and Miss will definitely host another banquet another day to make amends."

Although everyone was curious, they couldn't say anything since the other person had already said so. They all said it was fine, took their leave, and turned to leave.

"Lady Yuan, please!"

Bai Ziyu smiled gently and gestured "please" to Yu Shuyan.

Yu Shuyan didn't stand on ceremony; after all, she was Bai Ziyu's savior. Being polite to him would only make her seem fake.

Since Bai Ziyu is grateful and wants to repay kindness, she doesn't need to be coy.

Looking at her generous and indifferent attitude towards him, Bai Ziyu's eyes flickered with admiration, but also with a hint of disappointment.

Jin Wanliang noticed the hint of disappointment in his eyes, his eyebrows involuntarily raised, a playful smile appearing on his lips, and he murmured to himself:

"Bai Ziyu, how could you have such a resentful look in your eyes?"

He then shook his head, his mocking smile deepening, and quickly followed after them.

After everyone had left, Steward Wang suddenly looked at the servant, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth, saying:

"What exactly happened? How could Miss... how could she..."

He was halfway through his sentence when he couldn't bring himself to say the rest. He stamped his foot and said:

"Where? Take me there!"

"Yes, yes, please come with me!"

The servant hurriedly responded, bent down, and turned to lead the way.

Butler Wang stamped his foot again and hurriedly followed.

~~~~~~~~~

"Master Ouyang, Master Ouyang, please wait for me, please wait for me!"

On the main street outside the Prime Minister's residence, Wen Lang hurried after Ouyang Feng, his voice filled with pleading.

A hint of impatience flashed in Ouyang Feng's eyes, but he still stopped and turned to look at him.

Seeing him stop, Wen Lang quickened his pace, a glimmer of hope in his eyes, and walked up to him, saying urgently:

"Master, you have to help me with this!"

Ouyang Feng pretended to be embarrassed and sighed:

"Sigh, who is that person? It's Bai Ziyu. Not to mention his great-grandfather, grandfather, and father, who were all the deans of Songhe Academy, the vast majority of the court in the Great Yong Dynasty are his students."

"Take Bai Ziyu for example. At such a young age, he is already recognized as a pillar of the literary world in the entire Dayong and is the future of our Dayong literary world."

"Sigh, let alone you and me, even my senior brother, or even Princess Changning, would not want to provoke him easily!"

His words made Wen Lang's expression grow increasingly grim, and he frowned as he said:

"You mean you don't want to get involved in this?"

Ouyang Feng sighed deeply:

"It's not that I don't want to care, it's that I can't."

Wen Lang's expression turned even uglier:

"But I'm doing this to help you."

Ouyang Feng's face instantly darkened, and he stared at him with a cold gaze:

"What, are you trying to say that it was me, my senior brother, or Princess Changning who wanted to harm Bai Ziyu?"

Wen Lang was stunned, his face instantly turning pale:

Yes, we either offend Bai Ziyu or Princess Changning.

He couldn't afford to offend either of them.

Seeing Wen Lang's discomfitured expression, Ouyang Feng smiled coldly, then turned around and got into the carriage that had come to pick him up.

The carriage sped away, kicking up clouds of dust that enveloped Wen Lang completely.

Wen Lang stood there, making no move for a long time.

In the hazy light, only a pair of eyes could be vaguely seen, radiating a venomous light.