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

Although he spoke caring words, there was a barely perceptible sarcasm flashing in his eyes.

Feeling the pain on his forehead, Lord Chen forced himself to open his eyes and pretended to have just woken up.

"Ouch...my head hurts so much..." he cried in pain.

"You finally woke up. What happened? Who beat you like this?" Baili Yan asked, pretending to be very worried.

Lord Chen frowned, as if trying to recall what had just happened, and then said in horror: "Oh no, Your Highness, someone broke in and stole the military order documents, and beat me up."

Lord Chen suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted in panic: "Oh no, the military order has been stolen."

"What?" Baili Yan's eyes widened in shock. "You said the official documents were stolen? Who did it?"

"I didn't see it clearly. The man was dressed in black and his face was covered, so I couldn't see his appearance at all." Lord Chen explained anxiously.

"Without the official documents, all the relief supplies might be stolen." Lord Chen emphasized his tone, fearing that the Seventh Prince would take the matter lightly.

"Your Highness, go check whether the relief supplies are safe." He urged Baili Yan to act quickly.

Once it is discovered that the supplies are missing, His Highness the Seventh Prince's reputation will be damaged, which is exactly what Lord Chen wants to see. He was secretly proud in his heart, but he did not dare to show it on his face.

Baili Yan's expression suddenly changed, his eyes became cold, and he stared at Lord Chen, as if he could see through everything.

Lord Chen felt a chill, his heartbeat quickened, and he quickly avoided the sharp gaze.

In the flickering candlelight, Baili Yan's expression seemed to ease a little, but Lord Chen still sensed an ominous aura.

"Disaster relief supplies." Baili Yan repeated in a low voice, then stood up abruptly and quickly left the room.

Lord Chen was pushed hard and fell heavily. He gasped in pain, "Ouch, my waist... and the wound on my head..."

Despite the unbearable pain, he couldn't help laughing at the thought of the good show that was about to happen.

Outside the door, Baili Yan stood against the wall, looking gloomy. He glanced into the room and gave Master Chen a cold look, as if he was looking at someone who was destined to disappear.

"Ah."

……

Master Chen bent over in front of the mirror and carefully wiped the wound. Every touch made him frown in pain, "It hurts..."

But thinking of his future power, he laughed again. At this moment, the door opened silently, a dark shadow flashed into the room, and then gently closed the door.

Lord Chen was concentrating on cleaning the wound and didn't notice someone quietly entering the room.

As he stared into the bronze mirror, he suddenly felt a chill from his neck. A dark shadow was reflected in the mirror standing behind him, which scared him so much that his face turned pale.

A sharp blade was pressed against his neck, and just a slight scratch would be enough to make him bleed instantly.

"Don't kill me, please, I am an important official of the court. If you kill me..." he pleaded in panic.

"Shut up." The intruder's voice was as cold as ice, causing Lord Chen to shiver all over.

The room was dead silent, with only the sound of rapid breathing.

After a moment, the man said in a cold and slightly sarcastic tone: "I heard you did a good job."

Lord Chen's mind worked quickly, and he immediately realized that this was not an ordinary thief, but someone sent by the higher-ups. His fear was instantly alleviated.

As the knife moved away, the cold feeling disappeared. Lord Chen turned around hurriedly and fell to his knees with a thud.

"Thank you for your praise, sir. As long as you give the order, I will go through fire and water without hesitation." He promised loudly.

The mysterious man in black robe and a square scarf on his face looked sharper as he stared at Lord Chen who was kneeling in front of him, and gripped the knife in his hand tighter.

If it weren't for the overall situation, such a traitor would have been executed long ago.

Lord Chen did not recognize that the person was the Seventh Prince Baili Yan in disguise. He was frightened and began to chatter about his "achievements" in an attempt to show his loyalty.

"Please rest assured, sir. The matter has been handled properly. The Seventh Prince took immediate action after hearing the news that the military order documents were stolen. By now, everyone should have discovered that the relief supplies were stolen.

In order to avoid the Seventh Prince's suspicion, I even deliberately hit my forehead. I am loyal to you, sir. I will go wherever you point me to..."

As he spoke and raised his head to show his injured forehead, the scene before him stunned him.

The man in black took off his mask, revealing the true face of the Seventh Prince.

Master Chen suddenly collapsed to the ground, his body shaking violently. Baili Yan looked at him coldly with a sharp gaze.

Before he could continue asking questions, Lord Chen had already revealed all the details in order to prove his innocence as soon as possible.

However, at this point, the truth has become clear, and the situation can be reversed if the mastermind behind the scenes is identified.

“Seventh…Seventh Prince…” Lord Chen spoke incoherently, his whole body stiff.

"Someone come here." Baili Yan shouted sternly, and then two guards came in, also with expressionless faces.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, Your Highness." The guard's voice responded coldly.

When Lord Chen saw the two guards, his entire body began to tremble and his face turned pale.

They are from the Ministry of Justice, and are specifically responsible for interrogating prisoners.

Once we fall into their hands, I'm afraid we'll never see the sun tomorrow.

At this moment, he couldn't even utter a word. He originally thought that his plan was flawless, but he didn't expect that it would be seen through by the Seventh Prince.

"Seventh Prince..." Lord Chen's voice was trembling, "When did you find out?"

Baili Yan looked at Master Chen with cold eyes: "I knew it from the beginning."

Lord Chen suddenly felt weak all over and collapsed to the ground, allowing the guards to take him away.

The room was silent, and Baili Yan's face was terribly gloomy.

He clenched his fists and slammed them against the wall. "Baili Ye, you despicable villain, you actually colluded with the people of the Ministry of Revenue to harm me. I will never let you go."

After dealing with Mr. Chen's affairs, Baili Yan immediately went to the camp at the foot of the mountain, his heart full of worries about the relief supplies. Although Shen Siyan said he would solve it, what exactly was his plan?

Amid the hurried footsteps, the tents were vaguely visible in the distance. When he saw a group of people carrying disaster relief supplies, he was shocked: Could it be that they were really found?

In less than an hour, how did Shen Siyan retrieve the supplies?

When they got closer, everyone stopped what they were doing and saluted him, "Seventh Prince."

"What's the matter with these supplies?" Baili Yan asked.

A guard hesitated for a moment and then replied: "Someone misunderstood the order and shipped the relief supplies out in the middle of the night. Now they have all been shipped back."

Baili Yan suddenly realized that this must be Shen Siyan's masterpiece, "I understand."

"From now on, except for my direct orders, anyone who brings military orders needs to report to me first."