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

Chapter 161 Seventh Brother
Seeing more and more suspicious eyes focused on him, Crown Prince Feng Yunxi remained expressionless.

Seeing this, Feng Yuyang whispered to him, "Your Highness, there are so many people here, it will take a while to explain clearly. It is better to ask Liu Yin to leave first and not disturb everyone's interest."

Feng Yunxi raised her eyes to look at him: "It has come to this point, even if I can't explain it clearly, I have to say it."

Feng Yuyang hesitated: "But Miss Fang is familiar with Twelve. If there is any misunderstanding, how can Twelve explain it in front of everyone?"

Feng Yunxi glanced in the direction of Feng Twelve and said, "Why do we need to argue? Just relying on a self-confessed assassin, can you identify Fang Tong's identity? Third brother, you don't believe Twelve, but I do."

Feng Yuyang paused for a moment. "How could I not believe Twelve? But I heard that Miss Fang was an orphan he picked up on his way south. As the saying goes, one should be on guard against others. If this was done intentionally by someone, wouldn't Twelve become a target for others to attack?"

He looked at Feng Yunxi's expression and said, "By then, it won't just be the twelve, I'm afraid even you, the Crown Prince, will be implicated."

Feng Yunxi raised the corners of his lips: "Are you still afraid of being implicated?"

He seldom referred to himself as "Gu" in front of others. At this moment, his tone was slightly cold, and his aura as the crown prince was instantly fully revealed, attracting the attention of people around him.

Feng Yuyang was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly: "I was overthinking. I hope Twelve will not let you down."

At this time, Liu Yin told the origin of Jiawu, and his eyes looked at Fang Tong more sharply.

"If you admit that you are Bingqi, you may suffer less punishment. Otherwise, if you are sent to the Dali Temple, don't blame me for being rude."

"May I ask why Lord Liu is so impolite?" Fang Tong asked, "Are you being tortured into confessing?"

Seeing that she was determined not to give in, Liu Yin couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that you won't give up until you get to the Yellow River. You won't admit it unless you produce some evidence."

His tone suddenly changed, and he asked in a voice that everyone present could hear: "Do you have a blue birthmark on your left shoulder?"

When he asked the question, his eyes were fixed on Fang Tong's face, not missing any change in her expression.

Fang Tong's eyelashes flickered slightly, and his brown pupils shrank slightly.

Liu Yin had been solving cases in the Dali Temple for many years and was very attentive to every expression of the criminals. Seeing Fang Tongyin trying to evade, he said, "You fought with Jia Wu before and he shot an arrow in your shoulder. I'm sure the scar is still there. Do you dare to let me check it?"

When Fang Tong heard this, he slowly raised his head.

She said coldly with a stern face, "I was kidnapped by criminals in Linshui County and almost fell off a cliff. There are some scars on my back, but why do you think that those were caused by Jiawu?"

Liu Yin sneered, "An arrow wound is different from a fall wound. Moreover, there is a birthmark as evidence. Even if there are people with similar appearances, they can't have the same birthmark. Miss Fang, you don't want to say that these are all coincidences, do you?"

Fang Tong shook his head slightly. "I'm just curious. Why is this witness that the adults found so persistent in asking me? You said that he had fought with Bing Qi. Do they have a grudge against each other? And how did he know that Bing Qi had a birthmark?"

"The assassins in the White Bird Pavilion have been trained since childhood, and their physical characteristics are recorded in the organization," Liu Yin said, "As for the grudges between you and him, I don't care. I just want to bring you fugitives to justice."

After saying that, he reached out his hand to Fang Tong and was about to drag her to her seat.

Before his fingers touched Fang Tong's shoulders, they were shaken away by a huge force.

Feng Twelve pulled Fang Tong behind him and said coldly, "Without any evidence, who dares to touch her?"

Liu Yin held his painful wrist and said angrily, "Your Highness, you are shielding a criminal."

Feng Twelve's eyes were cold: "I said, without evidence, she is not the criminal yet."

Liu Yin laughed in anger, turned around and looked at the guests watching the excitement, and said loudly: "You all saw it, it's not that my Dali Temple is incompetent, but someone deliberately shielded me and hindered me from doing my job." He took a long breath and bowed to the seat of honor: "Your Highness, you are also a witness. Now the assassin is right in front of you, do you think I should arrest him or not?"

This question undoubtedly pushed Feng Yunxi to the forefront.

Feng Yunxi frowned: "Twelve, the Dali Temple is handling the case impartially, you can't act recklessly."

Feng Twelve looked at him without saying anything.

Seeing the situation was at a standstill, the table began to buzz with discussions again.

"This is strange. Twelve has always been obedient to the Crown Prince. Why is he rebelling today?"

"I think that girl is quite pretty. Could it be that... he is so angry for her?"

"I don't think so. Twelve is not a man who indulges in women. He protects that girl so much. Is there really something fishy going on?"

"Maybe that girl is really an assassin? This is terrible. How could Twelve be involved with her? If this gets out, the assassination of Prince Ping will be hard to explain."

Although the crowd's discussions were low, their suspicious gazes were real, surrounding the parties involved.

Seeing this, Feng Yuyang hurriedly stepped out to smooth things over: "Your Highness, Twelve and Miss Fang are close friends. He must have his reasons for doing this. Why don't you listen to his explanation?"

"No need to explain," Feng Twelve interrupted his persuasion after hearing this, "Fang Tong is not Bing Qi, I can prove it."

"May I ask how Your Highness can testify?" Liu Yin said in a bad tone, "Your humble servant advises you not to be deceived by others and lose the big picture for the small."

"Yes," someone at the table said, "Now that it has come to this, Twelve, why don't you ask the Dali Temple to bring the man back and verify his identity first."

The person who spoke was the Seventh Prince. He was always outspoken, and seeing that the two sides were unable to reach a conclusion, he could not help but interrupt.

Before the Seventh Prince finished speaking, he saw Feng Twelve's gaze directed at him. The two cold eyes made his scalp tingle.

"Okay," Feng Twelve suddenly moved his lips, "If you want to test it, do it here."

"Test it here?" The Seventh Prince couldn't help but ask, "You want a girl to take off her clothes in public? That's not good."

The so-called body examination is naturally to verify whether Fang Tong has the birthmarks and scars that Liu Yin mentioned. If yes, Fang Tong will not be able to argue. If not, she will be cleared of all charges. However, as a woman, it is not right for her to show her body to others casually.

Feng Twelve stared at him, his eyes darkened: "The side hall is next door. If Seventh Brother doesn't mind, I'll lend you my maid."

"Ah?" The Seventh Prince was stunned.

He understood what Feng Twelve meant. He wanted his maid to check the marks on Fang Tong's body.

What made him stunned was not this, but the fact that Feng Twelve called him Seventh Brother.

Feng Twelve has always been a man of few words and doesn't like to talk to others. This is the first time he has been called in public.

The Seventh Prince originally didn't like Feng Twelve very much, both because he was better at martial arts than him and because he was highly regarded by the Crown Prince.

But right now, Feng Twelve called him Seventh Brother, not the Seventh Prince or the Seventh Highness, but Seventh Brother. Looking at all his brothers and sisters, has anyone ever been called "Brother" by Feng Twelve?
I'm afraid even the prince doesn't receive such treatment.