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Chapter 41 Leaving Beijing Together

Fang Tong was depressed for only half an hour before he cheered up.

What's there to be upset about? She doesn't have a nestling complex and won't be attached to her first owner. As a sane adult, she just regrets that she can't go out and enjoy herself.

At dinner time in the evening, she jumped onto the table as usual, waiting for Feng Twelve to feed her.

People in Beijing love to eat fresh shrimps. They seal the fresh shrimps in a jar, cook them with wine, chopped pepper and ginger, and a rich aroma comes out as soon as the lid is opened.

Fang Tong had eaten the shrimp once with Feng Twelve. The shrimp meat was very fresh, but the shrimp shell was too prickly. She didn't want to dirty her claws, so she could only bite it open with her teeth in small bites each time and remove the outer shell completely before she could eat it with confidence.

She waited for a long time tonight, but Feng Twelve did not bring the shrimp to her like he did last time.

He took a shrimp, peeled off the shell in a few seconds, and put the shrimp meat into his bowl.

Fang Tong watched him peel one shrimp after another, and he had almost peeled all the shrimps in the clay pot, but it was not his turn yet.

She blew her beard and lay on the table bored.

In the blink of an eye, a row of shrimps suddenly appeared on the plate in front of her, neatly arranged and all with their shells removed.

Fang Tong's pupils shrank slightly.

Sometimes, you don’t really need others to do anything, but when the other person really does something, it would be a lie to say that you are unhappy.

She looked at the plate of red and white tender shrimp meat, and her tail unconsciously lifted up high.

Feng Twelve is a good man. Such a gentle man deserves to have a cat!

She picked up a shrimp in one bite, rolled it into her mouth and chewed it.

The delicious shrimp meat is sweet and has a hint of wine aroma. It melts in your mouth and makes you reluctant to swallow it.

Fang Tong made a gurgling sound in his throat and squinted his eyes in contentment.

Feng Twelve saw her eating happily and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"I will be leaving Beijing the day after tomorrow for work. You... take good care of yourself."

He seemed unused to such greetings. After he finished speaking, he went to wash his hands in the basin and came back after a while.

But the kitten just sat there blankly, with a look of surprise on its face.

Fang Tong was so surprised when he heard his instructions that he almost choked on a mouthful of shrimp meat.

Didn't Wei Baichuan say he would leave in half a month? How did it become the day after tomorrow?

Feng Twelve seemed to see her confusion and pushed the shrimp plate towards her: "The inspector has a special status, so it is inconvenient for him to move around. Please let me know."

Fang Tong understood.

What Wei Baichuan and the others said were all smoke screens, and even the elaborate preparations made in the mansion were probably just for show.

Feng Twelve was not really going out to play. He had to fight on behalf of the prince and eliminate all possible hidden dangers in advance. This task was not an easy one.

The little bit of envy that Fang Tong had left also disappeared. This was not a trip, but a business trip, and a long one at that.

She had suffered greatly from business trips and understood that it was a time-consuming and labor-intensive job. The ancient times were different from modern times. There were no airplanes or high-speed trains. From what Feng Twelve said, he would probably have to travel light and with a small entourage, so it was better not to go on such a business trip.

Feng Twelve watched the kitten's eyes change from surprise to sympathy, and from sympathy to pity. He paused slightly, ignored her strange look, picked up his chopsticks and continued eating.

The meal was exceptionally quiet. Just when Fang Tong was about to leave the table after finishing his meal, Feng Twelve suddenly spoke.

"I need to disguise myself for this trip. How about you come with me?"

Fang Tong slipped and nearly fell off the edge of the table.

She caught herself in time and turned to look at him.

Did she hear it right? He wanted to take her on a business trip?
Fang Tong stared at the man in front of her, her mind turning over and over again, but she still couldn't figure out what his disguised identity had to do with her?
She was just a cat, she didn't want to sleep in the open air, and she didn't want to work overtime with others. But... leaving the capital and going to the outside world was a great temptation.

She rolled her eyes and began to seriously consider this possibility.

It’s not that she can’t go out. If she were a human, she could go anywhere. But now she is a cat. What if she transforms outside?
Although she is now 50% sure that she can detect it in time before the transformation, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents.

She wagged her tail and jumped off the table, intending to think carefully about whether she should refuse this temptation.

Before she could figure it out, on the day when Feng Twelve was leaving, Fang Tong and the cat and their bed were carried onto the carriage by him.

Listening to the sound of wheels, Fang Tong realized something belatedly. As a cat, Feng Twelve wanted to take her out, and she really couldn't refuse.

Feng Twelve faced the kitten's gaze calmly: "It's safer with you."

Fang Tong sneered. Bringing a cat with you is considered traveling in disguise? She is not a house-guarding beast. How can you say it is safer to bring her with you?

Feng Twelve did not answer her question.

In fact, he had been thinking about how to place the kitten for many days.

He didn't know her true origins. If the kitten transformed in front of people while he was away from Beijing, it could cause a disaster if he was not careful. It would be better to take her with him. No matter what happened, he could cover it up for her and it wouldn't be that bad.

Besides, he could see how much she envied him for being able to travel far away, just as he wanted to leave the capital.

He lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked at the streets flashing by outside.

It was just daybreak when all things woke up from their sleep. The scattered sounds merged into a wave, which became louder and louder with the sound of advancing horses' hooves.

The city gate is just ahead.

The officer guarding the city was a man appointed by the prince. After looking at the pass handed over by the coachman, he waved his hand and let him go.

The carriage drove towards the wilderness, and a morning sun rose from the horizon.

Feng Twelve lowered the curtain.

It seemed easy for him to leave the capital, but it was actually very difficult to leave.

He leaned back against the wall, his eyes fixed in the air, his expression slightly gloomy.

Fang Tong didn't understand why the atmosphere in the car suddenly changed.

Could it be that he is now troubled by the long business trip?
This is better than her. She used to start to feel anxious in the first few days of a business trip, not because of work, but because she was worried that Fang Xiaohua would feel uncomfortable when she was away.

Although there is an automatic feeder at home and a friend is invited to come to add water and change cat litter regularly, as a pet owner, Fang Tong understands very well that it is not that pets cannot live without people, but that people cannot live without pets.

Thinking of this, a light bulb went off in her head and she suddenly got an idea.

No wonder Feng Twelve insisted on taking her out. It turned out that he, like her, suffered from pet separation anxiety!

She looked at Feng Twelve lovingly and decided to forgive him for the kidnapping.

She jumped over and sat on his legs, scratching his hands with her claws.

Quickly open the curtains, she also wants to see the world outside.

After spending so much time together, Feng Twelve had already memorized the meaning of her every move.

He chuckled, pulled open the curtains, and lifted the kitten up by her lithe body.

A blazing red sun jumped into Fang Tong's eyes, shining brightly like boiling and burning iron.

Fang Tong's pupils condensed into a line, and tears welled up in his eyes unconsciously.

She raised her paws to cover her face, feeling sad: It’s too bright, my eyes are going blind!
(End of this chapter)