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

Ye Yunzi stood up and said goodbye, leaving the teahouse. An inexplicable feeling of depression enveloped her heart, as if some kind of uneasiness was quietly growing.

"Maybe I'm just too nervous." She took a deep breath, trying to dispel the distracting thoughts in her mind. Shen Yuming hadn't appeared recently, maybe everything was just her overthinking.

However, without her knowing, a pair of eyes were staring at her.

Ye Yunzi didn't notice it, thinking it was just her imagination, and quickened her pace towards home. The stalker also quickened his pace, almost reaching out to touch her.

There was coldness and malice in that look, as dangerous as a poisonous snake.

at this time.

"Miss!" Yu Shu's voice came from a distance, "Miss!"

Ye Yunzi looked up and responded with a smile, then walked towards Yu Shu.

The stalker quickly disappeared into the crowd, still closely watching Ye Yunzi's departing figure until the end.

"Miss, I bought some cakes for you." Yu Shu said, holding a box of exquisite cakes.

"Very good, let's go back."

Yu Shu looked back at the crowd, seeming confused. "Miss, I seemed to see Mr. Shen following you just now," she said.

Ye Yunzi suddenly felt a chill and immediately turned back to check, but did not find any trace of Shen Yuming.

"Maybe I saw it wrong." Yu Shu said embarrassedly.

"Yeah." Ye Yunzi replied indifferently, but her eyes revealed a barely perceptible worry.

Lord Shen, are you feeling better? Come, drink this bowl of hangover soup, you may feel better. "I helped Shen Yuming sit down and carefully handed him a bowl of hot hangover soup.

"This aged wine is really great, with a mellow aroma and strong flavor... Sir Shen, you drank so quickly, no wonder you have a headache." Shen Yuming said nothing, but took the bowl silently, tilted his head back and drank up the soup.

His mind was still in a mess, filled with Ye Yunzi's image. An impulse made him want to snuff out her smiling face. If he couldn't get it, he would destroy it. He didn't want her smile to belong to anyone else.

What did he do just now? It seemed that he just went out to get some fresh air, but he unexpectedly met Ye Yunzi.

At this moment, Shen Yuming pressed his temple, where he felt a throbbing pain, and the noise around him added to the discomfort.

"Hurry up and take Lord Shen back to rest. He is very drunk!" someone shouted.

"I will help you walk right away." A woman's voice sounded, accompanied by a strong scent of powder.

Shen Yuming frowned and tried to push her away, but his body was too weak and he could only let her support him.

"Sir..." The woman's voice echoed in his ears, her figure sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. He had an unbearable headache and a buzzing sound in his ears.

"Haha, look at how drunk Lord Shen is. He really can't drink!" There were bursts of laughter in the room. Amid the laughter of the crowd, the woman took Shen Yuming away from the scene.

The waiter who delivered the soup stood in the corner and watched them leave, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

……

"Sir..." The woman's gentle voice sounded again, and she began to undress Shen Yuming.

Shen Yuming was no longer conscious, he was drowsy and unable to move.

“Let me take good care of you, sir!” The woman smiled, and as she was about to get closer, she suddenly groaned and collapsed to the ground.

The room suddenly became icy cold, and the wind blowing in from the window was even more biting. Shen Yuming opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a masked man holding a long sword standing beside the bed.

He looked at the other person in horror: "Who are you?"

The voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible. The tip of the cold sword was pressed against his throat. "I am here to take your life."

"Help... Help..." Shen Yuming tried to call for help, but he was filled with fear and cold sweat dripping from his face.

He never thought that he would encounter such a thing. Who on earth wanted to kill him?

Shen Yuming felt so weak that even moving a finger became a luxury.

Suddenly, he thought of the bowl of hangover soup. After drinking it, he began to feel groggy.

It turned out that someone had put drugs in that bowl of soup!

"Who sent you to kill me?" Shen Yuming asked with his eyes wide open and breathing rapidly.

The masked man remained silent, wielding the sword in his hand coldly towards Shen Yuming. At this critical moment, there was a "clang" sound, and a hidden weapon flew over and knocked the sword down. The masked man turned around suddenly.

The room was suddenly filled with the flash of swords and the two fighters clashed fiercely. Shen Yuming watched nervously and recognized that the person who saved him was the guard beside the Fourth Prince. If the Fourth Prince had not sent someone to protect him secretly, he would have died.

"Hiss!" The masked man's arm was scratched by the sword, and the blood quickly dyed his sleeves red.

At this time, another guard broke in. The masked man frowned and then jumped out of the window to escape the scene.

The room returned to silence again. A guard took out the antidote and gave it to Shen Yuming.

Not long after, Shen Yuming felt his strength gradually returning.

"Someone wants to kill me." Shen Yuming said terrified, his heart pounding. It was really dangerous just now. "Go and hunt down that person."

He would not be able to rest in peace unless he found the assassin. Who on earth wanted to kill him? The guards took action immediately, but the assassin had already disappeared without a trace.

When he returned to the mansion, Shen Yuming was still frightened and pale. He locked himself in the study and tried to sort out the clues. According to reports, the assassin's skills were so advanced that it was difficult to track his source.

Shen Yuming's mind was full of questions: he was just a small official and had not provoked anyone; and he had recently gained the support of the Fourth Prince.

Well, the only person who dared to act so directly was Shen Siyan.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuming's face turned even paler: "How did he get the news?"

Not long ago, he revealed information to the Fourth Prince about Shen Siyan's investigation outside the city, which was the best time to assassinate him.

Although the Fourth Prince had set many traps outside, Shen Siyan was able to escape in the end.

The news of the serious injury, although not fatal, made people feel nervous. Shen Yuming secretly wondered why Shen Siyan knew that he was the one who leaked the secret to the Fourth Prince.

As a reborn person, he holds the secrets of the past and the future. Only the Fourth Prince knows this, and the Fourth Prince has always been cautious and would never reveal a word easily.

Shen Yuming acted extremely secretly, leaving almost no trace, but Shen Siyan still noticed it. Whenever he thought of this, Shen Yuming felt a chill all over his body, as if he was drenched in cold water.

"I must get rid of him as soon as possible. Only by reaching the pinnacle of power can I feel at ease." This thought lingered in my mind like a poisonous snake.

Baili Yan's face looked particularly heavy, and his mood was complicated and indescribable.

Recently, he frequently visited Concubine Xian's palace, often sitting there for a whole day, just sitting quietly and without saying a word.

The old nanny vaguely felt that there seemed to be something strange about the Seventh Prince, but she couldn't tell what was wrong specifically. She just thought that the Prince was particularly concerned about the Queen.