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

Chapter 18: Calming Down
There was a copper basin filled with clean water on the wooden rack beside the door. Feng Twelve washed his hands and wiped them dry with a cloth.

He opened the secret compartment on the bookshelf and took out a porcelain bottle and a roll of clean cloth.

He poured medicine powder from a porcelain bottle and sprinkled it on the wound, then bandaged the injured palm with a cloth strip.

He operated the whole process with one hand very skillfully and quickly tied the cloth strip into a knot.

Fang Tong felt even more guilty when he saw that it was his right hand that was injured.

She used all her strength in this attack, leaving several bloody holes in the man's body, but the man didn't say a single harsh word.

She slowly walked up to Feng Twelve and lowered her head to rub his arm.

She didn't know how to express her apology, so she could only put her paw on his wrist and meow softly.

Feng Twelve seemed to understand what she meant and looked down at her.

"We almost hit you. Sorry."

Fang Tong was stunned.

She didn't know why, but when she heard Feng Twelve's apology, her heart suddenly felt sour. All her grievances, fears, unwillingness and resentment came up at this moment.

Everyone wants to live a good life, but she died in an accident.

Her chest felt swollen and dry, and she wanted to cry.

But why would a cat cry?

Feng Twelve held the remaining cloth roll, curled his fingers, and looked dazed for a rare moment.

The kitten on the table opened her round eyes, and big tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, soaking the fur on her face.

She looked at him, but her eyes seemed to be looking through him and somewhere else, with complicated emotions surging in her eyes.

It turns out cats can cry too.

As soon as Feng Twelve had this thought, he remembered that the person standing in front of him was not an ordinary cat, but a...strange girl.

Not to mention a girl getting frightened, even if a man gets frightened, it's no big deal if he cries.

He thought for a moment and saw that the kitten was crying with tears all over her face, and her white fur was stuck together in clumps, which was really pitiful. He tore off a piece of clean cloth and wiped her face.

As Fang Tong was crying, she saw a piece of white cloth covering her.

A big hand pressed the white cloth and rubbed it back and forth on her face several times, almost rubbing off her hair.

Fang Tong waved the hand away and scratched her face with her paws. She actually cried?

She looked at the few strands of white hair on the tips of her claws, feeling both embarrassed and amused. The depression in her heart seemed to suddenly unravel, turning into a bit of embarrassment.

Fortunately, she is a cat now, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to cry in front of a stranger.

By the way, is Feng Twelve a stranger?
She had been his roommate for half a month and had some understanding of his habits and preferences, but in his eyes, she was nothing but a cat, so to him, she was a stranger.

Fang Tong thought about some random things, wagged his tail, and jumped off the desk.

Today was so embarrassing, she had to go out and calm down.

As I walked to the gate, a gust of evening breeze blew in, bringing with it the aroma of meat.

Fang Tong sniffed. Braised pork ribs? Steamed fish?
Aunt Zhang walked into the flower hall carrying a large wooden tray.

"Your Highness, why didn't you tell me earlier that you wanted to eat fish? Fortunately, there is still one fish in the tank, but it is a little too big. I originally planned to save it to make fish balls." She put the wooden plate on the dining table. "If Your Highness can't finish it, don't blame me for making too much."

Feng Twelve came out of the house: "Thank you Aunt Zhang."

"What's wrong with your hand?" Aunt Zhang saw the cloth wrapped around his right hand.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury, no problem."

Aunt Zhang gave him a reproachful look and said, "I heard that you had a fight with Commander Wei just now. Are you injured? Why didn't you ask the doctor to take a look?"

"No," Feng Twelve said briefly, "It will be fine in a few days."

Aunt Zhang sighed softly: "Your Highness should take more care of yourself. I see that your injury is almost healed. You might as well go out more often. If you meet a girl you like, ask His Majesty for permission to get married as soon as possible. It will be better for you to stay alone in this mansion." "There are a lot of people in the mansion." Feng Twelve said.

Fang Tong chuckled in his heart and couldn't help but want to laugh.

How could one respond to this? Aunt Zhang was really worried about him, but this man just dismissed her with just six words.

Aunt Zhang was not annoyed. She held the fish in one hand and the meat in the other, and placed two heavy plates in front of Feng Twelve: "Yes, yes, your highness should live the rest of his life with the military book in his arms."

She took the wooden plate away. Feng Twelve looked at the huge steamed fish in front of him, took the plate with the bones, picked up half of the fish body and put it on the plate.

"Little Cotton." He called to Fang Tong.

This is the new name Fang Tong got when he came to the Prince’s Palace.

Now she has three names.

Aunt Zhang and the maids in the courtyard called her Nannan, and the guards led by Xiaonian called her Little Fairy. After many unsuccessful attempts to correct her, Wei Baichuan gave up struggling and joined the guards. Only Feng Twelve called her Little Mianhua.

That afternoon, she lay in front of the window to bask in the sun. The warm sunlight shining on her body was like taking a sauna and getting a massage at the same time. Every hair on her body felt extremely comfortable.

While she was drowsy, she heard Feng Twelve calling softly, "Little Cotton."

Fang Tong felt that he was calling her and turned to look over.

Sure enough, he was standing by the window, holding a piece of dried fish in his hand.

From then on, she had an additional name, Little Cotton, but he didn't often call her that unless she was too lazy to go out for a walk or was having so much fun outside that she refused to come back.

At this moment, he pushed the bone plate filled with fish meat to the side of the table and said to Fang Tong, "Come up."

Fang Tong hesitated for a moment.

She had just bitten him, so he didn't mind, but she felt a little embarrassed.

But the fish meat just out of the pot is so delicious.

Fang Tong had just cried and was feeling hungry. She swallowed and looked at Feng Twelve again and again.

Feng Twelve smiled.

"Come up and eat."

After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks, no longer paying attention to Fang Tong's reaction, and picked up the bowl of rice.

Since the owner has said so, any further hesitation would be pretentious.

Fang Tong jumped onto the table, but didn't rush to eat. He meowed at Feng Twelve, raised his two front paws, and made a bowing gesture.

Feng Twelve was slightly startled, and the smile in his eyes became even more intense.

"No need to be so polite. I scared you just now and I should have calmed you down."

Fang Tong suddenly realized.

No wonder he suddenly wanted to eat fish, it turned out that the fish was for her? He is such a good man!
She was no longer reserved. She used her claws to pull the bone dish in front of her, squatted on the table, and began to eat in small bites.

When Wei Baichuan came, he saw this scene——

His Highness was having dinner alone as usual, and on the other side of the table sat a cat.

Wei Baichuan has become accustomed to watching His Highness playing with cats, but since when has cats been allowed to sit at the dinner table?

He turned his eyes and stared at the kitten for a few more seconds.

The fish on the kitten's plate didn't look like leftovers. It was obvious that someone had taken a whole piece of it.

It ate slowly and the fish bones left were very intact without any residue left outside. It was even cleaner than what he ate.

Wei Baichuan didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

A meal tastes better when there are more people around. His Highness finally has a companion, but why is it a cat?

(End of this chapter)