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

"The Cloud Shadow Sixteen Guards token can only command sixteen people, but it is equivalent to an army of one hundred thousand. Are you really willing to give it up!"

Gong Mojue stared intently into Yu Shuyan's eyes, clearly trying to discern her true thoughts.

"What?! Cloud Shadow Token! The Sixteen Guards' Token!"

Mo Ran stared in surprise, her voice sharp.

Sensing Gong Mojue's slightly furrowed brows, knowing he was annoyed by his loudness again, he pursed his lips and thought to himself:

It's not my fault! Such a precious token, given away so casually by Madam Yu, it would be strange if he wasn't surprised.

He suddenly stared at Yu Shuyan and blurted out:

"Madam Yu, you've sent such a generous gift, could it be that you've taken a fancy to my prince?"

Even though Yu Shuyan had been reborn and was usually calm and collected, she still opened her mouth in surprise upon hearing his words, but couldn't utter a single word.

"Get out!"

Gong Mojue's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice filled with gritted teeth.

Mo Ran jolted awake, realizing what she had just said. She instinctively shrank back and hurriedly retreated.

Gong Mojue glared at him coldly, then turned to look at Yu Shuyan. When he met her deep, calm eyes, he was momentarily stunned by the shimmering light that appeared in surprise.

However, it was only for a moment; he clenched his fist, covered his mouth, and coughed lightly.

"My subordinate was reckless; please forgive him, Madam Yu."

Yu Shuyan didn't seem to mind. She regained her composure, nodded slightly, took two steps forward, stood in front of Gong Mojue, and once again handed over the token with both hands.

"It's alright. Now, may I ask if, having presented this token, I may become Your Highness's companion?"

Gong Mojue's gaze slowly moved from Yu Shuyan's calm face to the token in her hand. After a long while, he finally raised his hand and took the token.

Yu Shuyan, however, did not let go; instead, she gripped the token tightly.

Gong Mojue was slightly taken aback, and looked up at Yu Shuyan:

"Regret it?"

Yu Shuyan shook her head slightly:

"I just want to confirm something with Your Highness."

Gong Mojue slowly lowered his hand and gently flicked his sleeve:

"Tell me."

Yu Shuyan, however, did not lower the token she had raised, staring intently at Gong Mojue, her voice solemn:

"I wonder, Your Highness, how do you plan to deal with Gong Beige's intentions?"

Gong Mojue met Yu Shuyan's eyes directly, speaking each word clearly:

"Till death!"

Yu Shuyan's expression visibly relaxed, perhaps because she had gotten the answer she wanted. She took Gong Mojue's hand and placed the token in his hand.

"Different paths lead to the same goal; we will fight to the death."

Gong Mojue froze for a moment, and by the time he came to his senses, the slender hand that had been holding his had already let go.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on the token, but his expression remained unchanged. Looking at Yu Shuyan, who had already taken a few steps back but still appeared calm, he slowly spoke:

"Since you've given me such a generous gift, I'll return the favor with one of my own."

As he spoke, he took out the note he had just been looking at from his sleeve and handed it to Yu Shuyan.

A flicker of doubt crossed Yu Shuyan's eyes, but she stepped forward, took the note, and with just one glance, her brows furrowed instantly, and she blurted out involuntarily:

"Sure enough."

Gong Mojue keenly sensed something was wrong, and his eyes narrowed slightly:

"How did you know?"

Yu Shuyan was startled and instantly realized that she had forgotten to hide her worry because she was too worried.

In her past life, Yanggang Village was burned to the ground by a plague, leaving no survivors. She had already felt something was amiss, and now, seeing this note, she finally confirmed it—there was indeed something fishy going on.

However, because she was worried about her maternal grandparents' family, her words were noticed by Gong Mojue as something was amiss.

She didn't want to explain, after all, it wouldn't be clear anyway, so she simply changed the subject:

"Gong Beige sealed off Yanggang Village and claimed it was a plague?"

Gong Mojue didn't press further, but nodded instead:

"Exactly."

Yu Shuyan frowned:

"So, what do you want me to do?"

Gong Mojue raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Didn't I tell you? It's to return the favor."

An impatience flashed in Yu Shuyan's eyes:

"Your Highness, let's not beat around the bush. Please tell me why Gong Beige is targeting Yanggang Village."

Gong Mojue's eyes flickered slightly:

"There's no rush. There's something I need to confirm with Lady Yu."

Yu Shuyan nodded slightly:

"Your Highness, please ask."

Gong Mojue didn't hesitate either:

Do you know the true identity of your maternal grandfather?

A hint of doubt flashed in Yu Shuyan's eyes:

"Your Highness, what do you mean by this?"

Gong Mojue didn't answer her question. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and stared intently into hers. Clearly, he was trying to discern the truth in her words.

Yu Shuyan didn't seem to care about his gaze and pressed on:

"Your Highness, please tell me, what is the identity of my maternal grandfather?"

Gong Mojue's narrowed eyes relaxed slightly, clearly confirming that she was telling the truth, and he spoke calmly:

"I wonder if Lady Yu has ever heard of the great Confucian scholar Fu from the previous dynasty?"

Yu Shuyan frowned:

"Master Fu~?"

However, she quickly opened her eyes wide and stared intently at Gong Mojue:

"Are you talking about Fu Qingyu—the great scholar Fu?"

Although Gong Mojue did not respond, his calm gaze spoke volumes.

In an instant, Yu Shuyan's heart sank even further.

In her past life, although she had little energy to care about outside affairs due to the need to support her family, she was still aware of Fu Qingyu's reputation as a great scholar.

Wen Lang was very resentful that Bai Chongshan wouldn't accept him into his household. He often complained to her, saying things like, "Who does Bai Chongshan think he is? If Fu Daru were here, he wouldn't have a chance to show off."

She even asked him at the time, "How does Fu Daru compare to Qin Lao?"

Although Wen Lang was impatient, he still sneered and said that although Qin Lao never entered officialdom and was highly respected by scholars all over the country, he was still not as good as Fu Daru.

After all, Fu Daru was not only highly learned and had a profound literary background, but almost all the officials in the imperial court at that time were his students.

If we say that Qin Lao's influence extends to the entire literary world.

Therefore, Fu Daru held a pivotal position not only in the literary world but also in the imperial court.

At the time, she echoed his words and asked, "Since Fu Daru is so amazing, why don't you try to become his student?"

Wen Lang scoffed mockingly, saying that he was a traitor and a thorn in the emperor's side, and that she should not speak recklessly in the future.

If he were just an ordinary farmer, even if he offended Gong Beige for some reason, she could still find a way to protect her maternal grandparents' family.

However, if he were Fu Qingyu, he would be a thorn in the emperor's side, and she really wasn't entirely confident that she could protect her maternal grandfather's family.

Thinking of this, Yu Shuyan clenched her fists, her voice heavy with emotion:

"So, Gong Beige knows his identity?"