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

"Your Highness, this is the best restaurant in our county. Although it is a bit simple, please forgive me." Lord Chen handed over the chopsticks respectfully with a smile on his face.

Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, Baili Yan frowned slightly.

Lord Chen noticed his dissatisfaction and said hastily, "If Your Highness doesn't like it, I will ask them to redo it immediately... Come here."

"No need." Baili Yan said coldly.

Lord Chen's heart tightened and he looked at Baili Yan's expression carefully, fearing that he had offended this noble man.

"Your Highness..."

There was a flash of displeasure in Baili Yan's eyes. The flood in the south of the Yangtze River was severe and the people were living a difficult life, but the officials were feasting here. It was really too much.

"From now on, you will eat the same meals as the soldiers."

"Yes, yes, your humble servant has not considered it carefully." Lord Chen swallowed his saliva. He wanted to please someone but ended up making things worse.

"Distribute these dishes to the soldiers outside." Baili Yan said coldly.

Lord Chen quickly ordered the restaurant to remove most of the dishes, leaving only two light side dishes, which looked really unsuitable for a prince.

Baili Yan ate his meal quietly with a calm expression, while Lord Chen could only eat some light vegetables.

After the meal, Lord Chen respectfully escorted Baili Yan to the guest room and told him to have a good rest.

"You should go to bed early too." With the sound of the door closing gently, Lord Chen's smile disappeared instantly and his face turned cold.

"Hmph, Seventh Prince? Before long, you will be nothing." He whispered to himself.

"Let's see how long he can be so proud. He even gave all the good wine and meat to others." Lord Chen touched his stomach and complained. He felt as if he had not eaten the meal and a few vegetables were difficult to swallow.

"Someone, prepare some snacks for me and send them to my room."

"Yes, sir." The guard responded and left, and soon brought back delicious food.

"Hmm!" Looking at the food on the table, Master Chen finally showed a satisfied smile. As he turned back to his room, he muttered, "After tonight, everything will be different."

As night fell, a rapid knock on the door broke the silence.

Baili Yan, who had just laid down, was awakened. He quickly stood up, put on his coat and walked towards the door.

"Who?" he asked vigilantly, his hand quietly grasping the dagger in his sleeve.

"It's me." A familiar voice came from outside the door.

Baili Yan was stunned, then quickly opened the door, "Shen Siyan? Why are you here?"

Shen Siyan walked into the room with a serious expression, obviously bringing bad news.

Baili Yan realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately asked, "What happened?"

Shen Siyan's expression was unusually solemn, and even more gloomy under the dim candlelight. "The relief supplies were stolen."

"What?" Baili Yan was shocked and could hardly believe his ears. He hurried to go out to check, and was extremely confused: How could such important supplies be lost without a trace when there were guards guarding them?

It was quiet all around, without even a sound. How could the relief supplies disappear without a sound?

"I have to find out."

Shen Siyan grabbed Baili Yan and said anxiously: "Someone took all the supplies away with military orders, so it didn't attract any attention. But that person looked unfamiliar, and he was definitely not from the court."

"This..." Baili Yan's face turned pale in an instant and his mind went blank.

Sure enough, something went wrong. Although I was mentally prepared that this disaster relief would not be smooth sailing, I didn't expect it to be emptied so silently. If the news leaked, it would be a heinous crime.

"Hurry up and recover the supplies. Call the guards immediately." Baili Yan immediately stood up and was about to rush out.

However, Shen Siyan frowned and shook his head, "No."

"Why?" Baili Yan stopped and was extremely anxious. "If we don't retrieve the supplies quickly, the consequences will be disastrous."

A hint of heaviness flashed across Shen Siyan's deep eyes. Of course, he had considered this, but if this matter were made public, it would only bring more trouble.

"Even if we successfully retrieve the supplies, once the news leaks out, it will be a heavy blow to your reputation, and officials in the court will also take the opportunity to suppress you. In this way, even if we succeed, we will inevitably be stigmatized."

"What should we do?"

The sudden predicament made Baili Yan at a loss for a moment and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Shen Siyan's words made him realize the seriousness of the problem. Even if he recovered the supplies, this incident would become a lifelong stain on him.

"What a meticulous plan!" Baili Yan laughed bitterly, feeling both admiration and helplessness for his fourth brother's covert method. This not only failed to affect disaster relief, but also pushed himself into the abyss.

"Hahaha..." He sneered a few times and his body swayed slightly.

Shen Siyan quickly supported Baili Yan and said calmly: "I have a solution."

"Do you have a solution?" Baili Yan was stunned for a moment, hope lit up in his eyes, and he held Shen Siyan's arm tightly.

"As for the relief supplies, please leave it to me, Your Highness."

"How are you going to act?"

Baili Yan had no idea what Shen Siyan was thinking. He could neither openly demand the supplies, nor make up for such a large shortage. What clever plan did Shen Siyan have?

Shen Siyan stared at Baili Yan, his tone calm and firm: "Your Highness, we need to take action under the cover of night."

Mr. Chen was hiding in his room, gnawing on a plump duck leg with gusto, his mouth greasy. He calculated the time, thinking about going to the kitchen to get some duck blood to smear on his body to make his plan more realistic.

Just as he was enjoying the food, there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by the anxious voice of the Seventh Prince: "Master Chen, something bad has happened."

This voice was like a bolt from the blue, shocking Lord Chen's heart and turning pale in an instant.

How could he be discovered so quickly? His play is not over yet. If he is found out to be colluding with outsiders, it will be a grave crime that will lead to the extermination of the whole family.

In a panic, Lord Chen stuffed the duck leg in his hand into the quilt, and then paced around the room, not knowing how to deal with the impending crisis.

"Master Chen, Master Chen." Baili Yan's anxious voice came from outside, "The situation is urgent. I have no choice but to break in. Please forgive me."

The situation was critical and there was no time for thought. Lord Chen glanced at the corner of the mahogany table next to him, hardened his heart, closed his eyes, and bumped into it.

With a loud bang, blood immediately flowed from his forehead. He fell to the ground, enduring the severe pain without making any sound.

Almost at the same time, the door was pushed open by brute force, and Baili Yan rushed into the room. Seeing that there was no one on the bed, he looked around and found that Master Chen was lying on the ground, with blood all over his forehead, and his life or death was unknown.

"Master Chen." Baili Yan hurried forward and gently patted Master Chen's cheek, "What happened? How did you get hurt like this?"