Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

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When Rong Wanling mentioned this, her cheeks flushed. She remembered the care that the Fourth Prince had shown her in the palace. "Brother, I think we should fully support His Highness."

"The Fourth Prince?" Rong Mingxuan frowned slightly. "The current situation is still unclear. We cannot be sure that the Fourth Prince will become the Crown Prince."

"Empress Wu is extremely powerful at the time, and most officials tend to support the Fourth Prince to inherit the throne of Crown Prince. Besides, I think the Fourth Prince is a good choice." Rong Wanling's words were obviously full of personal emotion.

Rong Mingxuan noticed the change in his sister's eyes, "Are you interested in the Fourth Prince?"

Rong Wanling wanted to deny it, but the blush on her face became more obvious and she seemed a little at a loss.

After a while, she seemed to have made a decision, and her expression became firm and indifferent, "Your Highness will definitely become the Crown Prince. If our Duke's Mansion supports him, as long as we eliminate other competitors, Your Highness will be able to firmly sit on the throne of the Crown Prince."

Rong Mingxuan stared at her for a while, then laughed. It was a rare time for him to laugh heartily.

Rong Wanling was stunned, not understanding what she had said wrong that made her brother laugh so hard.

"Okay." Rong Mingxuan agreed with a sneer, "Now you are finally a little smarter."

"It doesn't matter which prince wins the emperor's favor. The key is that we must push him to the position of crown prince." His tone revealed endless ambition.

In another place, inside the Su Mansion, it was dark at night. Ye Yunzi stood in the middle of the courtyard. The cold wind made her thin clothes look even thinner, and her face was pale.

In this quiet night, she looked quietly at the rockery in front of her, thinking about everything that happened during the day.

Someone tried to harm the Thirteenth Princess. What was the real plan behind this?

The Thirteenth Princess was of noble status and usually lived a secluded life. She mostly interacted with servants in the palace. Even if she offended someone at a banquet, she would not be killed.

Therefore, today's incident was not aimed at Princess Thirteen herself, but at another target - the Su Mansion.

Ye Yunzi's eyes flashed, realizing that if the Thirteenth Princess' affairs were investigated, it would bring trouble to the Su Mansion.

“Rong Wanling…” She whispered, her tone cold: “I will not let go of anyone who is detrimental to the Su family.”

The next morning, in the Golden Palace, civil and military officials stood respectfully and reported matters to the emperor.

The emperor sat on the dragon throne and asked majestically: "Are there any other matters to report?"

A civil servant stepped out, bowed his head and said solemnly: "The south has suffered a flood, the fields have been destroyed, and the people have been displaced. I implore you to open the warehouses immediately to provide disaster relief."

As soon as this was said, everyone in the court nodded in agreement, believing that the situation was urgent and that action should be taken quickly. Otherwise, the people's resentment would boil over and cause a disaster. The emperor nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Disaster relief is a national event, and I should be there in person."

"Your Majesty, this..." The ministers looked worried. After all, there were many risks for the king to lead the army in person.

At this time, Rong Mingxuan stepped out and said, "Your Majesty, I suggest that Your Highness go on your behalf, to show sympathy for the people and to preserve the royal dignity."

"We agree." Many officials echoed.

The emperor coughed lightly, and the whole audience fell silent. Finally, he announced, "Okay, I will send someone to represent me."

Rong Mingxuan was secretly delighted. Disaster relief was a good opportunity to make meritorious contributions. If it could be handled properly, it might help consolidate his position as crown prince. He was about to recommend a prince, but he heard the emperor say, "What do you think of the seventh prince?"

When these words were spoken, the court was shocked. Even Rong Mingxuan's face turned pale and his fists were clenched in his sleeves.

The Seventh Prince had been out of favor for a long time and had no real power, but with Concubine Xian's restoration of favor, the Seventh Prince's status seemed to begin to improve.

So, what about the Fourth Prince?

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, because in the past, important matters were always handled by the Fourth Prince, and many people even privately believed that he would become the future crown prince. But now...

There was silence in the Golden Palace and no one dared to speak.

Some people began to secretly observe the changes in the Fourth Prince's expression.

Baili Yan's heart was churning, and although he appeared calm on the surface, his hands hidden under his sleeves were shaking from the exertion.

This is a great opportunity.

However… He frowned slightly and turned his gaze to the person next to him.

Baili Ye had a cold expression on his face. With him around, things didn't seem so simple.

Just at the stalemate, a voice broke the silence.

"Your son agrees to let the Seventh Prince go to the disaster area to lead the relief work." As soon as Baili Ye finished speaking, the entire hall fell into silence again, and everyone looked at him in surprise.

The Fourth Prince actually recommended the Seventh Prince? What was the secret behind this?

Baili Yan's back tensed and he stared back at Baili Ye with cold eyes, trying to figure out his intentions.

If disaster relief is such a big thing, it will be an important weight for the position of crown prince if it is successfully completed. Why is Baili Ye willing to give it to someone else? There must be something fishy about this.

He is not a man who will give in easily. He has been coveting the position of crown prince for many years and has a lot of power behind the scenes. This matter is by no means simple.

Baili Ye still had no expression on his face and looked very sincere, as if he was doing everything for the country and the people.

The emperor also looked at Baili Ye carefully, with caution in his eyes.

Baili Ye continued, "With your talent, you will definitely live up to everyone's expectations. I support your father's decision to let you go to provide disaster relief."

He once again made it clear that he supported the Seventh Prince's trip to the disaster area.

The ministers in the hall had their own thoughts and complicated looks, not knowing the deeper meaning of Baili Ye's words.

Rong Mingxuan clenched his fists, his face solemn. He had originally planned to recommend the Fourth Prince to make merit, but he did not expect that the Fourth Prince would take the initiative to give this good opportunity to the Seventh Prince.

What exactly is the Fourth Prince planning? It is definitely not just a simple concession.

Thinking of this, Rong Mingxuan turned his head and glanced at Baili Ye secretly.

Baili Ye remained calm, his deep eyes did not reveal what he was thinking, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The hall remained silent for a long time. The emperor cleared his throat and asked, "My dear ministers, do you have any other opinions?"

"..."

The civil and military officials looked at each other. The Fourth Prince had personally proposed that the Seventh Prince handle disaster relief matters. It seemed that the matter was almost a foregone conclusion.

Although some people still had doubts, no one raised any more objections.

In the end, the ministers unanimously said: "We have no disagreement."

"Very good." The emperor slapped his thigh and announced majestically: "It's settled. The seventh prince will lead the team to provide disaster relief."

"Thank you, father." Baili Yan took a step forward and bowed deeply, but he did not look relaxed.

Baili Ye never does meaningless things. There must be something hidden behind this disaster relief mission, and it is likely that it will not be too peaceful.

Baili Yan's brows were furrowed and his eyes were stern. However, since this task was given to him, he would not let Baili Ye's plan succeed.

The decision made in the Golden Throne Hall quickly spread throughout the palace and beyond.

When Concubine Wu heard the news, she stood up from her seat and slammed the table hard: "What? You actually let the Seventh Prince be in charge of disaster relief? How can this be possible?"