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

Chapter 118 Taking Her as a Concubine

Facing Feng Yuyang's inquiring gaze, Fang Tong frowned slightly.

Her experience in Furong Courtyard could not be told to outsiders, so she had already discussed the excuse with Feng Twelve.

"That day I was in a teahouse in Linshui County, enjoying a cup of tea, when suddenly a masked man barged in. I just shouted for help and he knocked me unconscious. I didn't know anything after that. When I woke up, I found myself lying in a big pit with my hands and feet tied."

"A big pit?" Feng Yuyang was puzzled. "Someone wants to bury you alive?"

"I don't know either," Fang Tong said, "I shouted a few times but no one responded, so I struggled to get up, found a stone nearby, cut the rope, and climbed out of the pit. After I came out, I found that there was a barren mountain there. I was afraid of encountering bad guys again, so I looked for a way out and found a cave to hide in. I searched in the mountains for several days and finally found a way down the mountain, and then I walked out of the mountain."

Feng Yuyang was amazed and said, "It's not easy for a girl like you to survive in the barren mountains."

Fang Tong smiled bitterly: "In order to survive, people can endure anything. When I couldn't find food, I even ate insects."

"...Bugs?" Feng Yuyang frowned, revealing an indescribable look, "I didn't expect Miss Fang to be so courageous."

"What can I do?" Fang Tong sighed. "I was unarmed and couldn't even catch a wild rabbit. I was injured all over and almost fell off the cliff. If there were no fruits in the mountains, I would have starved to death."

"Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future," Feng Yuyang said, "How did you meet Little Twelve after you came out of the mountain?"

"Maybe it's God's blessing," Fang Tong said with a hint of gratitude in his eyes. "I left the mountains and headed north. Before I even got back to Linshui County, I met His Majesty the Twelfth Prince."

"The masked man never appeared again?" Feng Yuyang asked.

Fang Tong shook his head, also showing a bit of curiosity: "I'm also surprised, I haven't seen him since I woke up."

"The girl's experience is even more bizarre than the strange stories," Feng Yuyang sighed. "After you disappeared that day, the Linshui County Government sent a large number of people to search everywhere, but there was no trace of the girl. Little Twelve even went to Furong Courtyard in person for you, but unfortunately he still couldn't find your whereabouts."

"Yes," Fang Tong smiled, "I also think that my experience is very bizarre. If it weren't for the Twelfth Prince, I would have been buried in the wilderness. I really can't repay this kindness."

Feng Yuyang looked at her and suddenly smiled: "It's not difficult to repay. I think you and Xiao Twelve are destined to be together. You just need to serve him well, and that will be your repayment."

Fang Tong was stunned.

"What?" Feng Yuyang seemed even more surprised than she was. "Didn't Little Twelve bring you back to the capital to take you as his concubine?"

Before Fang Tong could answer, a voice said, "Your Majesty, please be careful with your words."

A food box fell on the table, and Feng Twelve appeared beside the two of them.

When Feng Yuyang saw him coming back, he smiled and said, "Little Twelve, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Fang Tong raised his eyes and looked behind Feng Twelve, but saw that he was alone and Lin Yue was not following him.

She thought about it and didn't say much. Seeing that Feng Twelve looked unhappy, she smiled and changed the subject: "What did Your Highness buy?"

She didn't take Feng Yuyang's words to heart at all. It was inevitable that such a free and easy prince would have some bad thoughts when seeing her and Feng Twelve together. As long as Feng Twelve didn't mind, it was fine.

But Feng Twelve looked at Feng Yuyang, his eyes darkening: "Fang Tong is my guest."

Feng Yuyang was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Really? Then just pretend I didn't say anything."

His eyes circled between Feng Twelve and Fang Tong, and he bowed to Fang Tong: "Miss Fang, I was rude just now, please don't take it as an offense."

After saying this, as if to relieve the embarrassment, he rolled up his sleeves and opened the food box first: "Oh, Taibai fish sashimi!"

The so-called fish sashimi is raw fish slices.

A circle of snow-white fish fillets were neatly arranged in a black ceramic plate. They were crystal clear and as thin as a cicada's wing. The fish fillets were topped with tender yellow ginger shreds and red-skinned, white-fleshed radish shreds. There were also several small plates in the food box filled with dipping sauce made of mustard, ginger and orange.

Feng Yuyang took the pottery plate out of the food box and said happily, "Xiao Twelve, thank you for the hospitality."

Feng Twelve did not answer and took out the dipping sauce.

Feng Yuyang pointed and said, "Three dishes of dipping sauce, did you know I was coming?" "I didn't know." Feng Twelve said, "I just saw your carriage parked nearby."

"You have a sharp eye," Feng Yuyang said with a smile, "but I'm not bad either. I saw you walking towards the river, so I guessed you would come to the Weeping Willow Bridge."

"You must have other reasons for following me." Feng Twelve went straight to the point.

"What can I do? I just saw you and Miss Fang together, and I was curious, so I came to join in the fun." Feng Yuyang picked up a piece of fish sashimi and squinted his eyes to look at it in the light. "It's as thin as snow and as thin as flying. Such a good fish should be paired with a jar of good wine. Come, go get some wine from my carriage."

After a while, a jar of fine wine appeared on the table.

Feng Yuyang opened the wine jar and poured three bowls of wine like a host entertaining guests: "Come on, let's not go home until we are drunk."

"I don't drink." Feng Twelve glanced at Fang Tong, "She doesn't drink either."

Feng Yuyang curled his lips and said, "It's easy for Miss Fang not to drink, but you know how to drink."

"Drinking makes things worse."

"What could happen so late at night?" Feng Yuyang looked up at the moon in the sky, "You want to go to heaven?"

Feng Twelve did not answer.

Feng Yuyang rolled his eyes, suddenly tilted his head, picked up the wine bowl to cover his mouth, and whispered: "What errand did His Majesty assign you?"

Although his voice was soft, Fang Tong, who was sitting opposite him, could hear it clearly because the table was not big.

"You are well-informed." Feng Twelve remained calm.

"Your Majesty would not make you a prince for no reason," Feng Yuyang smiled, "I also heard that Yuan Bao was buried this morning. I guess he is related to that."

He held up two fingers and pointed north.

Fang Tong looked in the direction he pointed. It was pitch black there, with towering city walls vaguely visible.

Her heart suddenly moved. To the north, Luozhou?
She suddenly felt uneasy.

Today Feng Twelve said that he was going on a long journey. Now Feng Yuyang mentioned the emperor's mission and hinted at Luozhou, which made her guess.

She stared at the two people in front of her, and saw Feng Yuyang patting Feng Twelve's shoulder vigorously, and said with emotion: "Little Twelve, it's not easy to be a prince."

He raised the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Half an hour later, they were the only table of customers left at the noodle stall. Feng Yuyang was drunk and snoring loudly at the table.

Feng Twelve called the servants from Prince Jing's mansion and asked them to put the drunkard on the carriage.

Fang Tong poured out all the remaining copper coins in his purse to the boatman: "I'm sorry to bother you for so long."

If Feng Yuyang hadn't been making a fuss about drinking, the stall would have closed long ago.

The boatman travels to and from the capital all year round and is probably used to seeing all kinds of nobles. Even though he knows there are two princes here, he remains neither humble nor arrogant.

He took the copper coin and said with a smile, "Miss, you are so polite. If you like my cold noodles, come earlier next time and I will leave a few more bowls for you."

"Okay." Fang Tong responded with a smile and turned to Feng Twelve, "Your Highness, let's go."

When I came, the lights were bright. When I left, half of the fishing lights were extinguished, and only stars were reflected in the water.

Fang Tong and Feng Twelve walked side by side on the shore. She looked down at her feet, kicking away a stone or two from time to time, listening to them rolling into the grass with a clatter.

She slowed down her pace, gradually falling behind him by half a body length, looked at his broad shoulders, and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to Luozhou?"