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

Chapter 117 Only One Bowl Left

After an incense stick of time, the two found the fishing boat that Feng Twelve mentioned.

"You two guests have arrived at an unfortunate time," the boatman said with a smile, "there is only one bowl of Sophora japonica leaf cold soup left today."

Feng Twelve glanced at the noodle stall: "Isn't there still one bowl?"

"That's mine." A hand reached out from the side and took the mixed Leng Tao away.

Feng Twelve turned around: "Lin Yue?"

The man holding the bowl was startled, and saw his face clearly in the light: "Twelfth Prince?"

Fang Tong stood aside, feeling puzzled. What day was today? She and Feng Twelve just went out, and first met Prince Jing Feng Yuyang, and then met Dali Temple Shaoqing Lin Yue.

She had a good impression of Lin Yue. Last time in Xiaoyao Tower, Guo Yin, a subordinate of Sui Yongdao, provoked Feng Twelve and was caught by Lin Yue and taken back to Dali Temple to be beaten with a stick.

This man is so young that he can be the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and he can act according to the law without fear of power. This is really admirable.

Lin Yue was wearing an official uniform today. The scarlet robe had some obvious wrinkles. His handsome face looked a little dull, with dark shadows under his eyes.

It was obvious that he had just finished his shift and came looking for food without even changing his clothes.

Fang Tong looked at him, as if he saw himself working overtime in the past, and a hint of sympathy appeared in his eyes.

Her gaze caught Lin Yue's attention. Lin Yue glanced at her and raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

"Who is this?"

"Fang Tong." Feng Twelve said, "My good friend."

"Cough." Lin Yue choked, "Your Highness, cough cough, friend?"

Feng Twelve ignored his exaggerated reaction and motioned Fang Tong to sit down on the bamboo stool.

"Why are you coming here instead of going home after work?" he asked Lin Yue.

Lin Yue pulled his gaze back from Fang Tong and looked at the bowl in his hand: "Of course it's to eat, what are you doing here, Your Highness?"

"Of course we're eating, too." Feng Twelve asked the boatman to bring the last bowl of cold noodles to Fang Tong, "You eat first."

"I'll give you half?" Fang Tong asked.

"No need." Feng Twelve said, "I can eat something else."

Although he was talking, he did not move his feet and stared at Lin Yue.

Lin Yue smiled and held the bowl of noodles close to his arms.

"The fish porridge next door is pretty good," he pointed at the fishing boat next door, "and there's another fish sashimi nearby, it's especially fresh, and not much worse than the dry-fried mandarin fish at Xiaoyao Tower."

"In that case, please lead the way, Mr. Lin," Feng Twelve said, "accompany me to find where the fish sashimi restaurant is."

Lin Yue said, "No need. That fish sashimi restaurant is famous far and wide. You can find out by asking."

"I don't go out often, so I don't know the way." Feng Twelve said, "Please ask Lin Shaoqing for help."

Lin Yue smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, I have been busy since last night, but I just want to eat a bowl of cold noodles."

“You can take it with you and eat it on the go.”

Seeing Feng Twelve's insistence, Lin Yue shook his head, sighed, and took a pair of chopsticks from the table and held them in his hand: "Okay, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you."

Feng Twelve turned to Fang Tong and said, "Wait for me here. There are guards nearby, so don't worry."

Fang Tong nodded obediently.

She could tell that Feng Twelve did not call Lin Yue away just for food. The two of them had just had a long argument with each other, and she saw it clearly from the side.

After watching Lin Yue and Feng Twelve walk away, Fang Tong turned around and concentrated on eating the cold noodles.

Sophora Leaf Cold Noodles, as the name suggests, are made with Sophora Leaf juice and flour. Each noodle is green and lovely, mixed with sesame oil, soy sauce and vinegar, and tastes smooth and chewy, as cool as snow. Fang Tong had been walking outside for a while and was already hungry. He finished the cold noodles in a few bites and put down his chopsticks with satisfaction.

The boatman brought a cup of barley tea: "Girl, you've eaten something cold, drink something warm to warm your stomach."

Fang Tong took it with a smile, and heard singing coming from the water.

A pleasure boat slowly glided across the water, with carved beams and painted buildings and red candles burning brightly.

The melodious singing voice was carried ashore by the wind. A group of women in colorful clothes were singing and dancing in the pleasure boat. There were also many men and women drinking and chatting on both sides of the magnificent ship.

Fang Tong took a closer look and guessed that this must be a pleasure boat belonging to some brothel.

"I thought we'd have a feast for the eyes here at night," the diners at the next table laughed with their companions, "Look, the Furongyuan pleasure boat has been launched again."

Fang Tong pricked up his ears when he heard the words "Furongyuan".

There is a Furongyuan in Linshui County, and there is also one in the capital. What is the relationship between these two?
She listened carefully for a while, only to hear people at the neighboring table discussing who was the prettiest in Furong Courtyard, who played the piano the best, and who was the most coaxing.

She listened carefully but couldn't hear the names of Qingluan and Hongxiao. Fang Tong turned her head to the place where the pleasure boat disappeared. There were so many people on the boat that she couldn't tell if there was anyone she recognized.

When in Linshui County, Feng Yuyang once said to Feng Twelve, Qingluan and Hongxiao followed the hermit of Wuyue Mountain and their whereabouts were unknown. Could they have come to the capital now?

Fang Tong pondered for a while and decided to wait for Feng Twelve to come back and ask him if he had heard that there was a Furongyuan in the capital.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt someone was looking at her.

She turned her head and saw Prince Jing Feng Yuyang walking towards her with a jade staff.

"Excuse me, young lady, is it possible to sit here?" Feng Yuyang smiled gently.

Fang Tong nodded and pulled out the bench next to the table for him: "Your Highness, please take a seat."

Feng Yuyang smiled loudly: "That's refreshing."

He placed his jade staff against the table, lifted up his overly long sleeves, and sat down holding up his robe.

"Since the young lady recognizes me, I will not bother with the red tape," he asked. "I don't know your name, could you please tell me?"

"My surname is Fang, and my given name is Tong."

Feng Yuyang heard her introduce herself and smiled knowingly: "It is you."

He looked around: "Where's Little Twelve? Where did he go?"

"Your Highness, please go find a boatman who sells sashimi," Fang Tong said. "The cold noodles they sell are all sold out. If the prince hasn't eaten yet, I'm afraid we'll have to find another place."

Feng Yuyang laughed twice and beckoned to the attendant: "Go and see if there is anything delicious nearby, and buy some for Miss Fang to try."

Fang Tong waved his hand: "I have already eaten, Your Majesty, you don't have to be polite."

"Even if you don't want to eat, I will." Feng Yuyang asked the shopkeeper to bring a tea bowl and poured himself a bowl of barley tea. "I've been walking for so long, I'm thirsty too."

Fang Tong smiled and didn't respond.

Feng Yuyang picked up the tea bowl and touched it to the one beside her: "I am sorry to bother you, Miss Fang, please don't be afraid."

"Your Highness, you are joking." Fang Tong had seen this kind of person before and was very comfortable dealing with him. "Your Highness has condescended to be approachable, how can I be afraid?"

Feng Yuyang slapped his thigh and gave a thumbs up: "No wonder Xiao Twelve wants to keep you by his side. This mouth can speak, and I love to listen."

"Your Highness, you are too kind." Fang Tong smiled politely.

Feng Yuyang took a sip of tea and looked her over: "I heard that you lost your memory, is that true?"

Fang Tong was silent, her eyes dimmed, "Yes, I was saved by His Majesty the Twelfth Prince, but I don't know where my family is."

Feng Yuyang shook the tea bowl and suddenly asked, "You disappeared in Linshui County. I don't know who kidnapped you and how you escaped?"