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

Chapter 76 Vitality
Fang Tong was lying on the tree, his fur sticking to his body, wet and dirty. His white fur looked dark brown in the darkness, the color of blood.

She was stabbed in the back and, more seriously, shot in the left shoulder.

The arrow had lodged so deeply that even after she turned into a cat, it was still firmly fixed on her shoulder.

She lowered her head and licked her wet front paws, spitting out the strands of hair sticking to her tongue and swallowing a mouthful of blood.

The heavy bleeding made her eyes go dark, her ears buzz, and her body feel cold. However, besides the pain and tension, she also felt a strange excitement in her heart.

She finally knew how to turn into a cat.

Just when Qingluan almost strangled her to death, she suddenly found a strange power in her body, just like a tangled ball of wool finally revealing a piece of thread, and she grabbed it when she was dying.

She didn't know where this power came from, but she knew that the fear of death and the desire to survive would activate it, and as long as she concentrated enough, she could drive this power.

She knew the principle, but didn't know if it would work. She could only keep calm and pretend to be nice to Qingluan and Hongxiao, planning to find a chance to escape and then conduct the experiment.

At the moment she jumped out of the window, she thought that she might get hurt, but being hurt was better than waiting to die.

Qingluan and Hongxiao are not easy to deal with, and she can't just wait for others to save her.

She saw that Qingluan was cold-tempered and Hongxiao was impatient. Qingluan often criticized Hongxiao in her words. Although Hongxiao endured it again and again, she still felt aggrieved. It was obvious that the relationship between the two was not impeccable.

Fang Tong used this to create doubts for the two of them. The previous Bing Qi left people with the impression of being too stupid. In comparison, this "Bing Qi" of hers was full of too many suspicious points.

She bet that Qingluan would not kill her. Given Qingluan's personality, she would not feel at ease until she found out who was behind the scenes. Facts proved that her bet was right. Until she escaped, Qingluan was unwilling to let anyone kill her.

The only thing she underestimated was Hong Xiao's murderous intent. Hong Xiao's knife was ruthless and caused serious injuries to her, which gave the people in the yard the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

However, the arrow was not in vain. When Fang Tong saw the familiar arrowhead, he became more certain that the people who ambushed in the forest were sent by Furongyuan, and this group of people came from Bai Niao Pavilion.

Hongxiao is the right protector of Bainiao Pavilion, and Qingluan is the deputy envoy. The two of them led a group of people to lurk in Linshui County in order to deal with Feng Twelve.

But Bai Niao Pavilion was under siege by the imperial court and should have been unable to take care of itself. Why did it dare to take on such a dangerous business? Who was the employer behind them? Fang Tong didn't know.

According to Hong Xiao, the assassination of Prince Ping was ordered by Qingluan. She has attacked the prince again and again, and is not hesitant to push the Bai Niao Pavilion to destruction. There must be a hidden story behind this.

Fang Tong deliberately spoke probingly in front of the two of them, and when Hong Xiao was about to let the cat out of the bag, Qing Luan stopped her.

Fortunately, Fang Tong successfully transformed himself in the bushes under the eaves and escaped the pursuit.

She did not run far. While people were searching, she climbed up a big tree in the yard and hid herself under the enemy's nose.

She saw Jiawu being ordered to leave, and waited patiently for a while. Then someone came to invite her, saying that Prince Jing and Hermit Wuyue had specifically requested Qingluan to accompany them. Qingluan impatiently agreed, changed her clothes and left with them.

Fang Tong's physical strength had reached its limit at this time.

Her left paw was barely able to exert any strength, so she could only hold on to the branch with three legs, head up and tail down, moving down little by little.

The tree was not very tall, but it took her nearly a quarter of an hour to climb down. By the time she landed on the ground, the pads on the bottom of her claws were bloody and the nails on the tips of her claws were mostly broken.

As soon as her paws touched the ground, she twitched in pain. She raised her head and looked towards the exit of the yard, but not daring to stay, she dragged her injured body and ran outside.

Xiaonian and several guards rushed to the top of the back wall of Furong Courtyard and suddenly raised his hand to stop his companions.

"retreat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of servants from Furong Courtyard passing through the moon-shaped gate and heading straight here.

Two of them were very agile and jumped onto the roof to look around. Xiaonian and his companions hid outside the wall, gestured to each other, and quietly retreated.

Arriving at a secluded corner, a guard said, "Something is wrong. That group of people seem to be looking for something. Did they notice us coming?"

"Impossible." Xiaonian said, "We just came here and haven't revealed our whereabouts. I don't think they are here to look for us."

"That's strange," another guard said, "Look, there are two people in there who are quite skilled, not like ordinary servants."

Xiao Nian thought for a moment and said, "There must be something strange going on here. Let's go in from another place and find it out."

The lobby of Furong Courtyard was full of guests. On the high platform in the middle, Hong Xiao was dancing gracefully with two swords in hand. She had a nimble figure, sometimes strong and sometimes soft. The red silk at the tail of the sword danced like a dragon as her graceful figure twisted and turned.

"Wonderful." A middle-aged scholar stroked his beard and praised, "In the past, Gongsun Da Niang danced with swords, and I didn't expect that the red silk in Furong Courtyard is not inferior."

"The dance is wonderful and the music is even better. Listen, Miss Qingluan's flute sounds clear and melodious, which is just right for this Lingxiao dance."

"Come here!" The middle-aged scholar called for someone to bring him a brush and ink, and said with a smile, "In the past, Zhang Xu from Wu watched Gongsun Da Niang dancing with swords, and his calligraphy improved because of that. Today, I will also improvise a piece for your amusement."

His friend who came with him laughed and pointed at the Wuyue Mountain Master sitting on the seat: "With Wuyue Master in front of you, you dare to show off your skills in front of an expert? You really don't know how to live or die."

The scholar also smiled and said, "Then I would like to learn some cursive writing. Please give me some advice, Mr. Wuyue."

Feng Yuyang, who was sitting high up in the first seat, shook his wine glass and looked at Wuyue Mountain Master with drunken eyes: "Today's dance seems different from the past."

Wuyueshanren looked at the high platform and said: "Today's dance is much better than the previous ones."

"Why?" Feng Yuyang asked.

"Murderous intent." said the man from Wuyue Mountain.

Feng Yuyang stopped drinking and wondered, "How can a delicate woman like Hong Xiao have such murderous intent?"

Wuyue Mountain Man listened attentively: "It's not just Hongxiao, it's also in Qingluan's flute."

Feng Yuyang smiled and said, "Sir, don't lie to me. How could these two have any murderous intent? You might as well say that they are jealous of you."

"If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can call them over to ask." said Wu Yue Shanren.

Feng Yuyang waved his hand: "No hurry, wait until I finish watching this dance."

Seeing the red figure on the stage dancing faster and faster, spinning like a top, and the sound of the flute becoming extremely high-pitched, a servant came to the table and whispered something to Feng Yuyang.

Feng Yuyang was stunned: "This is strange."

"What's the matter?" Wuyueshan asked. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing," Feng Yuyang said, "Someone saw Little Twelve on the street."

"The city is bustling today, so what's so strange about His Majesty the Twelfth Prince appearing on the street?" asked Wu Yue Shanren.

Feng Yuyang smiled and said, "It may not be surprising that he appears on the street, but isn't it interesting that he appears outside Furong Courtyard?"

He said to the servant, "Go, invite His Highness the Twelfth Prince in."

(End of this chapter)