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

Chapter 165 How many men do you want

When Feng Yunxi and others arrived at the Yaochi Lake, they saw several eunuchs walking slowly towards them with food boxes in their hands. The leader was Chao En, the old eunuch closest to the emperor.

He saw Feng Yunxi seemed to be surprised, bowed to him, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, is the banquet over?"

Feng Yunxi nodded: "Why are you here, sir?"

Chao En smiled and pointed at the food box in the hand of his entourage: "Your Majesty received the birthday poems sent by the princes, and was very pleased. He specially ordered this old servant to add a few dishes to the banquet. The time should be just right. Why is it over now?"

After saying that, he glanced behind Feng Yunxi and saw a cloth wrapped around Feng Twelve's chest. He asked suspiciously, "Your Highness Twelve, what are you doing..."

Feng Yunxi turned around and looked at Feng Twelve, and said on behalf of Feng Twelve: "Just now someone attacked with a knife on Yaotai, and Twelve was injured."

"What?" Chao En was shocked. "Knife-wielding attacker? Your Highness, this is a royal family gathering."

"Don't panic, sir," Feng Yunxi said, "I will go back to the palace with you and report this matter to His Majesty in person."

"Alright, alright." Chao En looked towards the center of the lake and said, "It's not suitable to stay here for long. Your Highness, please follow me back."

"Please wait a moment, eunuch." Feng Yunxi turned and gestured to Feng Twelve, "Twelve, go back and recover first. I will come to see you tomorrow."

Feng Twelve didn't say much. He just nodded slightly at him and got on his own carriage.

Fang Tong heard him order the driver to set off without hesitation, and asked softly, "Are we just going to abandon the prince like this?"

"With Chao En here, he's safe." Feng Twelve said, "If we let him follow, he'll definitely have many questions to ask."

"He's not the only one who wants to ask," Fang Tong stared at him and said, "Let me ask you, what's the story of my life experience and that uncle?"

Before this, she and Feng Twelve had discussed possible accidents that might occur at the Yaotai Banquet, and even wondered if anyone would use her identity to make trouble?

It turned out to be true.

Liu Yin brought Jiawu with him because he wanted to identify her as Bingqi, the assassin from Bai Niao Pavilion, in public.

Their reasons were very convincing, with portraits, birthmarks and arrow wounds as evidence, but they didn't know what efforts Fang Tong had made to get rid of the identity of Bing Qi.

Back then in Furongyuan in Linshui County, Hongxiao confirmed Fang Tong's identity by the birthmark on her body. Since then, Fang Tong has been cautious. If she doesn't want to be mistaken for Bingqi, she must find a way to get rid of the birthmark.

Later, because she felt that the scars on her body were ugly, Feng Twelve told her that there was a prescription for removing scars in the palace. She immediately thought of using this method to remove both the birthmark and the scar.

After returning to the capital, Feng Twelve sent Lu Tao to serve her. Lu Tao brought a box of snow-white ointment, which was the secret recipe used in the palace.

Fang Tong asked Lu Tao to apply medicine to him every day. Although the process was very painful, the hard work paid off. The birthmark and the scar on his back gradually disappeared, and only some tiny traces were left on his regenerated skin.

This is also why Fang Tong said that she had fallen in the mountains. The injuries on her back could not have recovered completely so quickly. Being too perfect would have aroused suspicion. She deliberately left some scars on Lu Tao without treating them, just in case.

At this point, Fang Tong couldn't help but thank herself for her ability to turn into a cat. Animals' recovery abilities are much stronger than humans'. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to change her skin, and even her injuries might not heal.

Fang Tong thought that since she had a new household registration and had washed off all traces of Bing Qi on her body, she would no longer have any worries. Unexpectedly, Feng Twelve thought more deeply and made up a complete life story for her.

Regarding the uncle who appeared out of nowhere, I'm afraid Feng Twelve had made arrangements long ago, so he's not afraid of the Dali Temple investigating.

Feng Twelve saw Fang Tong staring at him relentlessly, his amber eyes round and a look as if he would not give up until he explained clearly, and he could not help but chuckle.

"You know I have some spies out there."

The silk business was real, and the business was real. As for whether there was really a family that had been wiped out in Pingnan County, Yuezhou, and whether an orphan girl was taken away by relatives, such things happened so long ago that it was extremely difficult to verify. Even if he went to the local area to investigate, Feng Twelve dared to guarantee that he would not find any problems. After Fang Tong heard his explanation, his heart seemed to be filled with something, swollen and astringent.

She lowered her head and said nothing. After a long while, she said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Is there any need for surprise in this kind of thing?
Feng Twelve looked at her gently and said, "We were in a rush and didn't make thorough preparations until yesterday."

The spy disguised as Fang's uncle arrived in Beijing just yesterday. Feng Twelve had planned to let the "uncle and nephew" meet today, but who knew that Liu Yin would do this at the Yaotai Banquet, which made his advance preparations worthwhile.

Fang Tong was angry and amused. She grabbed his hand and shook it: "In the future, you are not allowed to make decisions about me behind my back. Even if it is for my own good, I want to participate in advance."

"Yeah." Feng Twelve responded obediently, and then asked, "In the future?"

His dark eyes stared at her without blinking, as if he was looking forward to this time but also unsure.

Fang Tong's eyes flickered. It had been seven days since he confessed to her, and he had never urged her, making her feel like she would be a scumbag if she didn't respond.

She had thought a lot in the past seven days, and some of her concerns had not been completely dispelled. The only thing that was certain was that she did not want to cheat on him.

She grasped his fingers and asked him to open his palm.

Her fingertips drew a few strokes on his palm and said slowly, "Feng Twelve, your marriage line is good."

Feng Twelve saw her with her head down, her jet-black hair glowing softly in the sunlight. The jewelry he had given her was still inserted in her hair, today it was a emerald green bamboo hairpin.

He said nothing and listened to her quietly.

"You will meet someone you like very much, and that person also likes you," Fang Tong said, "but she may be different from other girls. She doesn't like being bound, doesn't want to be locked in the backyard, and doesn't want to guard only one man for her whole life."

Feng Twelve frowned.

He could understand the previous part, but what did the last part mean? Did she not want to stay with only one man for her whole life?
"How many do you want?" he asked.

Fang Tong was stunned: "Ah?"

Feng Twelve tried to speak in a calm tone: "How many men do you want?"

Fang Tong looked at him in astonishment.

"A few... poof!"

She laughed suddenly.

When he heard this smile, Feng Twelve knew that he had misunderstood.

But he still didn't understand what Fang Tong meant.

Fang Tong shrugged his shoulders and his cheeks flushed with laughter.

She waved her hands, her eyes sparkling with joy: "It's not what you think, haha, but it's almost the same."

Almost? Feng Twelve's eyebrows, which had just been stretched out, shrank again. So, it still takes more than one man?
"What I mean is that in my life, besides the person I like, I also want to have my own hobbies, my own career, and my own life," Fang Tong explained patiently, "I won't just revolve around one man, or even--"

She paused and decided to speak out loud and clear: "Even if you don't love each other anymore, you should break up."

After she finished speaking, she looked into Feng Twelve's eyes, pursed her lips gently, and asked earnestly with courage and expectation, as well as a bit of nervousness that she didn't even notice: "Do you still dare to like me like this?"