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

Chapter 13 Maintaining Personality
"Regarding the replacement of the commander of the Cavalry Guard of the Capital Camp." Wei Baichuan said.

"This is no secret," Feng Twelve pulled a chair over the table and sat down, "The former commander of the Cavalry Guard retired due to illness, and this position became vacant last month."

"That's right," Wei Baichuan said, "The Capital Camp is responsible for guarding the capital, and the Cavalry Guard is an elite unit in the camp. Everyone is eager for this position, but His Majesty has been reluctant to let you go until half a month ago, when he mentioned it to someone by chance, and seemed to want you to join the camp for training."

"Impossible." Feng Twelve remained expressionless.

Wei Baichuan sighed softly: "Yes, if Your Majesty wanted to give it to me, he would have given it to me long ago. Why would he wait until now?"

"Where did this come from?"

"In the palace." Wei Baichuan said, "It is said that His Majesty and Chao En expressed their feelings for each other that day. In addition to the two of them, there were also several palace maids and eunuchs serving them."

"Since this news has never been leaked, why did it reach the prince's ears last night?" Feng Twelve asked.

"You know, everyone in the palace has spies. Although the prince doesn't move easily on weekdays, he will inevitably contact the palace after such a big incident happened in the enclosure," Wei Baichuan said, "Although this is just a joke and we don't need to take it seriously, if someone hears it, I'm afraid they will take it to heart."

He sighed again when he said this: "It's a pity that although this matter can serve as evidence that someone has committed a crime against you, it cannot be made public."

While the two were talking, Fang Tong was drinking milk and listening to the gossip.

She heard Wei Baichuan's sigh and nodded secretly.

How could the emperor tolerate the news in the palace being leaked out casually? Even if the prince suspected that someone was attacking Feng Twelve because of what he said, he would not be able to present it as evidence.

"Don't tell the prince to worry about me." Feng Twelve said, "I can handle my own affairs myself."

Wei Baichuan shrugged, "The prince also told me to tell you that he is the elder brother and cannot let his younger brother take the lead in everything. He told you to stay in the mansion and take care of your injuries. Play with the cats and dogs when you have nothing to do. When you recover, the things outside will be over."

Feng Twelve glanced at him and said, "He also said that I should play with cats and dogs?"

Wei Baichuan chuckled twice: "That's pretty much what I mean. Although you don't have a dog, you have a cat. Your Highness, please take a rest first. I'll get busy."

He walked away in a hurry, as if there was a whip whipping him from behind.

Feng Twelve shook his head and turned to look at the kitten on the ground.

Fang Tong licked his lips and meowed at him contentedly.

The bowl filled with goat milk was now empty. Feng Twelve probably didn't expect her to be such a big eater, so he walked over, squatted down, and touched her belly.

Fang Tong burped a series of times as expected, feeling a little embarrassed because she was indeed too full.

She hadn’t intended to drink so much in one breath, but as she listened to the gossip, she drank the entire bowl of goat milk without realizing it.

I didn't feel anything right after I finished drinking, but when Feng Twelve touched it, I felt my stomach shaking and feeling heavy.

Feng Twelve picked her up and put her outside the door.

"To help digest the food."

Fang Tong meowed and looked at him puzzledly.

The tone was like an order to a soldier. Did she have to go outside? Couldn't she just lie down in bed?

Feng Twelve saw some resistance in the kitten's eyes and patted its butt gently: "Be obedient."

Fang Tong flicked her tail and said, "Go, go, go. The owner is the most important person in this world. Let's go out if we want to." She might as well take a walk around and get acquainted with the roads in the mansion.

The kitten fluttered down the steps. The sun was shining outside. The breeze blew through the branches, and the shadows of leaves swayed in the yard. A few yellow orioles flew low over the sky, chirping loudly.

The snow-white ball of fluff jumped around in the yard and ran out of the yard.

Feng Twelve looked at it from inside the door and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This cat is indeed quite spiritual.

It could have clearly slipped away through the grass, but it chose to follow the gravel path like a human, turn onto the veranda, and walk out along the veranda.

Feng Twelve knocked lightly on the door frame: "Follow it, don't let it get lost." A light response came from outside, and a guard followed.

Fang Tong was strolling in front, unaware that there was a bodyguard behind him.

She had just arrived and everything she saw was new. Although the buildings here were not much different from the ancient buildings she had seen before, there were real people living here.

The guards and servants, young and old, male and female, all moved calmly and leisurely, and it was obvious that they were well-trained.

Fang Tong strolled around this courtyard and that courtyard, and when he heard someone talking, he would go over to join in the fun.

As a cat, she could even eavesdrop openly. After half a day, she became familiar with many people in the mansion. She also met Xiaonian, the guard who first called her "little fairy".

She listened to Xiaonian telling others about his great achievements, staring at the dried fish in his hand. She wanted to trick him into giving her a taste, but she didn't want to appear too fawning in front of everyone and tarnish her reputation as a little god.

After all, when you are away from home, you still have to maintain your personal image.

While she was hesitating, Xiaonian pinched a piece of dried fish from the oil paper bag and put it to her mouth.

"Little fairy, try this fish," Xiaonian coaxed, "I just bought it, it's still hot."

Fang Tong sniffed the meaty aroma.

The outer shell of the dried fish was fried until golden and crispy, and a piece of snow-white fish meat was exposed at the base of the broken tail. It looked delicious just by looking at it.

The best part is that there is no seasoning on the dried fish, so you don’t have to worry about getting diarrhea even if you eat it.

Fang Tong opened her mouth modestly, took a bite of the dried fish, and nodded at Xiaonian.

Xiaonian was laughing and was about to touch her, but Fang Tong twisted her body and turned away.

It’s not that she doesn’t allow others to touch her, but there is oil on his hands and it will dirty the fur, and she doesn’t want to lick it.

Fang Tong ran to the empty pavilion, squatted on a chair and ate the dried fish clean.

It’s absolutely delicious!

She licked her lips and wiped her mouth, then let out a long sigh.

Since she came here, she has only eaten smelly eel paste besides goat milk. This is the first time she has eaten real meat.

It’s a pity that one dried fish is still too little. It would be better if I had two more.

With such regret, Fang Tong slowly walked back to the backyard.

It was almost noon, and she guessed that it was time for Feng Twelve to have lunch, so she didn't rush into the house to avoid being tortured by the smell of food.

She ran to the paulownia tree and jumped onto the stone bench.

The warm spring sun shone lightly through the branches and fell on her body. She squinted her eyes and yawned lazily.

In the small study, Feng Twelve listened to the guard's report and nodded: "It's fine as long as it can find its way back. There's no need to follow it anymore."

After the guards left, Feng Twelve came to the window.

The yard is lush and green, and the ball of fur under the tree looks like a bunch of blooming dandelions, which is particularly eye-catching in the sun.

When Feng Twelve looked at it, he was reminded of the wild cats he had fed in the palace many years ago.

Feng Yunxi was right, he had fed cats in the palace when he was a child.

The cats in the palace are often fed and are much dumber than the cats outside. But even so, with such high palace walls and such deep courtyards, they can still find where they want to go.

Unfortunately, this cleverness often works to their detriment.

They don't know that places with people are much more dangerous than the wilderness.

(End of this chapter)