Besides lying down, I also know a little about power struggles

Chapter 105 Credit
"Wait a minute," Fang Tong asked, "Do you have a hairpin?"

"Yes," Feng Twelve replied, "I forgot to tell you that the box next to the mirror is yours."

"mine?"

Fang Tong looked down at the bronze mirror and saw a wooden box next to the mirror frame.

She opened the box and was stunned.

There were hairpins, hairpins, step-shaking ornaments, earrings, necklaces and bracelets in the box. Most of these jewellery were made of silver. The styles were not exaggerated, but when you counted them carefully, there were at least twenty items. With so many things, she didn't even know when Feng Twelve prepared them.

Feng Twelve sat in the dining room, listening to the noise coming from the inner room with a calm expression.

The noise was like a kitten fiddling with a ball of paper, making a slight rustling sound. After a while, the sound disappeared and Fang Tong walked out of the house.

Her hair was not tied up and was still hanging down behind her.

She held a wooden box in her hand and looked at Feng Twelve: "You said this box is mine? The things inside it——"

"They are all yours," Feng Twelve explained before she could speak, "I bought them with your reward."

Fang Tong was stunned.

"You bought these with the reward money you gave me?" she blurted out. "How much did it cost?"

"not much."

"How much is not more?"

Feng Twelve smiled and said, "About 20%."

Twenty percent? Fang Tong quickly calculated in his mind.

Based on her understanding of the prices in Dazhao, the total value of these jewelry was at least two hundred taels of silver. If they accounted for 20%, then the reward silver that Feng Twelve gave her would be a thousand taels, right?
Feng Twelve saw her staring at him in a daze and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Fang Tong considered his words, "I just think you're very generous."

Feng Twelve frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with the answer.

"You asked me if your life is worth only one ingot of silver. In my opinion, even a thousand ounces of gold cannot buy a human life."

"That's right," Fang Tong agreed. "You only have one life. If it's gone, it's gone."

"So I'm glad that you're alive."

Feng Twelve's words were a little strange. Fang Tong couldn't tell whether he was talking about the danger in Furong Courtyard or some other time.

She met his calm eyes and her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Of course a living person's heart will beat, but the rhythm was clearly disrupted just now. Fang Tong unconsciously covered his chest, suspecting that his heart was not in good condition.

"I... will go tie my hair up first." She held the box and turned into the house.

Returning to the bronze mirror, Fang Tong looked at the familiar face in the mirror and raised his hands to cover his eyes.

It's over, there really seems to be something wrong with her.

She touched her forehead and found that she didn't have a fever, but her cheeks were a little red.

She puffed up her cheeks and poked them down with one finger, flattening them.

What are you thinking about? She patted her face. She now has a thousand taels of silver, no, eight hundred taels of silver. She should think about how to spend it in the future instead of thinking about nonsense here.

This time, Fang Tong stayed in the house for a long time. When she returned to the dining room, she looked as usual, with her long hair still tied up with a hairpin.

She sat down at the table and said calmly, "Sorry to have kept you waiting. Come eat quickly. The food is getting cold."

She gently rubbed her sore wrists under the table and complained in her heart that although those hairpins and step-shakes looked beautiful, they were really troublesome to use. She even pulled out several strands of her hair and couldn't put it up. She should learn how to do a bun later.

She scooped up a wonton and put it into her mouth, squinting her eyes in satisfaction.

The fat in the chicken soup sealed the heat in the bowl, and the wontons were still warm in the mouth. After eating them, the whole person felt warm from the stomach to the heart. Feng Twelve saw that she was eating happily, so he pushed the remaining midnight snacks in front of her.

"Don't worry about me, just eat by yourself." Fang Tong said.

"I'm not hungry yet."

"Then why did you buy so much?" Fang Tong took a sip of chicken soup.

"I didn't buy several things last time, so I bought them all this time." Feng Twelve said, "Otherwise, I don't know when I'll be able to go next time."

"Aren't you planning to go out recently?" Fang Tong asked.

"There are too many people and things going on outside."

Feng Twelve did not explain much, but Fang Tong was very clear that although Feng Wuqiong was captured, it would take more than a few days to deal with the relevant people. Feng Wuqiong's uncle Sui Yongdao was still in Luozhou, and the ministers in the court also had Prince Ping's faction. After all the turmoil, it would probably take a month or two to calm down.

The emperor handed Feng Wuqiong over to the prince for disposal, obviously wanting to test the prince's ability to govern. Feng Twelve had already made a lot of efforts in this case, so it would be inconvenient for him to be too conspicuous. Keeping a low profile was the right choice.

Fang Tong thought that he had always been a recluse, so he didn't care much and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't go out. I have money. I can buy you whatever you want."

Feng Twelve looked at her and asked, "Where's your money?"

Fang Tong was stunned. That’s right, money that is not yet in hand does not count as money.

She smiled and said, "When does Your Highness plan to give me the remaining reward money?"

"Wait until you have your own identity and background." Feng Twelve said, "Otherwise, if you carry so much money with you and someone deliberately frames you, saying that it came from an unknown source, you will have to face the authorities."

Fang Tong curled her lips. She knew that no matter which world she was in, a legal identity was the foundation.

"You said that I have made such a great contribution tonight, can I use it to exchange for a household registration from the prince?"

Feng Twelve stared at her for a few seconds and said, "Is this why you insist on helping me?"

Fang Tong nodded: "Yes."

Time goes back to a few days ago, in Fuyao Mountain.

After the earth-shattering explosion, Fang Tong jumped off the saddle and rushed over with the guards.

The strong airflow stirred up sand and gravel all over the sky, forcing everyone to retreat. Fang Tong relied on his small and flexible cat body to sneak into the grass ditch on the side of the road.

When she arrived in the valley, she saw a devastated scene. Rocks collapsed and trees fell within a radius of dozens of feet. A large area of ​​brown and yellow scorched earth appeared on the ground, and there was nothing else on the scorched earth.

Fang Tong searched around the explosion site for several times but did not find Feng Twelve. However, he saw a figure flashing in the nearby woods.

She chased after him.

The forest in the mountains was deep and dense. She climbed up a big tree and looked down. The mountain wind blew and a strong smell of blood came. She followed the smell and saw three corpses lying on an open space in the forest.

The corpse had a black scarf covering his face, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

After seeing their attire clearly, Fang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. The scene before her gave her a vague premonition. She took a step back and bumped into a hard object.

It's a pair of boots.

The soft hem of her robe brushed over her head, and an arm lifted her up by the waist.

"Why are you here?" Feng Twelve asked.

His clothes were covered in dust and smelled of blood.

Fang Tong was very close to him, he sneezed with his nose twitched.

The man and the cat looked at each other. Fang Tong heard footsteps coming and Xiaonian and his men appeared from behind the tree.

"Your Highness, we left two alive."

Feng Twelve hugged Fang Tong and turned around: "Retreat."