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

Chapter 78 She’s Not Dead Yet
Fang Tong was drowsy all the way. She vaguely heard Feng Twelve talking to her, but she couldn't make out what he said.

Her eyelids were drooping and she wished she could just fall asleep, but she knew that if she fell asleep now, she would probably never wake up again.

She barely kept her eyes open and vaguely realized that Feng Twelve was applying medicine to her, but his movements were too gentle. She wished he could be rougher. The more painful it was, the better she would stay awake.

Unfortunately, such thoughts could not reach his ears. He applied medicine to her at an extremely fast speed and bandaged the wound on her back with a bandage.

Perhaps because she didn't move at all the time, he put his fingers between her nose, as if testing her breathing.

Fang Tong felt that his fingers were colder than her body, which made her very uncomfortable. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she raised her head and bit his finger.

She really didn't have much strength, so she put his fingertips in her mouth and let out a low growl in her throat.

She's not dead yet, but maybe she's going to die soon...

Feng Twelve looked down at the kitten's head, letting her bite his fingers, his eyes became even darker.

The carriage stopped and started, passing through the bustling streets, leaving the hustle and bustle behind and returning to the quiet inn.

A plump figure in official uniform came out of the yard. When he saw the carriage coming in, he was startled at first, then his face broke into a smile.

"Your Highness is back?" Gao Tiancai stepped forward.

The carriage passed in front of him without slowing down, and only stopped when it reached the courtyard.

Gao Tiancai turned around and chased after him, holding his official hat with one hand and holding up the hem of his robe with the other, and trotted into the courtyard, panting.

He called out through the window: "Your Highness..."

"What's the matter?" Feng Twelve's voice came from the window.

Gao Tiancai immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Your Highness, regarding the case of Miss Fang's disappearance, I have ordered people to search with all their strength, but I have not yet found Miss Fang's whereabouts. I am worried that Your Highness is worried, so I came to report."

He paused for a while after he finished speaking. Seeing that there was no movement in the car, he continued, "But your highness can rest assured for now. Before I came here, I specifically asked the guards at the city gate. Not many people left the city today, and even fewer women. All those who passed by were registered. Miss Fang was not among them. According to common sense, Miss Fang must still be in the city at this time. Even if kidnappers kidnapped her, they couldn't send her out."

"Yeah." Feng Twelve lifted the curtain and came out of the carriage.

When Gao Tiancai saw him show up, he stole a glance at his face, only to find that the twelfth prince looked normal, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, which made him feel a little confused.

The reason he came here in person was, firstly, to report the progress of the search to Feng Twelve, and secondly, to test his reaction.

Prince Jing has been holding a literary gathering in the city these days, and many dignitaries have been coming and going. To be on the safe side, the county government has sent out all the available staff. However, on the first day, a missing person occurred in the city, and the missing person was closely related to the twelfth prince. When Gao Tiancai received the message from the guards of the prince's mansion, he was overwhelmed.

The twelfth prince encountered bandits on his way before he even entered Linshui County. Last night, he discovered the bandits in Furong Courtyard and the inn. One of the bandits was from Luozhou where the Beihe Army was located.

Although Gao Tiancai was not a diligent official, he knew the principles of being a human being, paid close attention to important affairs of the court, and had heard about the conflict between Feng Twelve and King Ping.

He was not afraid of anything else but was afraid that something might happen to Feng Twelve in his territory. Who would have thought that on the second day, Feng Twelve was fine but the people around him disappeared.

Gao Tiancai couldn't help feeling a little resentful in his heart. The twelfth prince didn't do his job as an inspector properly. He saved the girl on the road. It would have been fine if he had saved her, but why did he bring her to his Linshui County?

Fortunately, Feng Twelve was not too concerned about the woman named Fang Tong. After she went missing in the evening, he only left two guards to assist the yamen runners in the search, and did not search everywhere on a large scale. Otherwise, Gao Tiancai was afraid that he would not be able to sleep well tonight.

He saw Feng Twelve getting off the carriage and hurriedly followed him: "Your Highness, do you have any other instructions?" Feng Twelve turned his head and looked at him: "I heard that someone saw Fang Tong near Furong Courtyard. You can send someone to look for him there."

Gao Tiancai was stunned: "How did Your Highness know?"

Feng Twelve did not answer and walked straight up the stairs.

Gao Tiancai was unsure of his thoughts, and said from the bottom of the stairs: "Your Highness, there are all kinds of people in the Furong Courtyard area. If Miss Fang is really there, it will take some effort to find her."

Feng Twelve stopped and asked: "Why, is there still something in Linshui County that County Magistrate Gao cannot control?"

Gao Tiancai was startled, but he put on a smile and said, "Of course not. I will do it right away."

Feng Twelve said: "Thank you for your help."

He walked into the main room without looking back. Gao Tiancai saw that he didn't want to talk to him more, so he bowed and quietly retreated.

After Gao Tiancai left, a guard came into the room and said, "Your Highness, Guard Xiaonian just sent a message saying that he is already doing what you asked him to do."

Feng Twelve said "hmm" and took off his outer robe.

The hem and cuffs of his clothes were stained with blood, which seeped into the pale blue robe and left a dark purple stain.

The guard said, "I'll go get some change of clothes for your Highness."

Feng Twelve nodded, walked to the basin, and dipped his hands into the cold water.

The bright red blood spread from between his fingers, changing the color of the clear water in the basin.

He slowly rubbed the blood off his hands, washed his hands, and changed into the clean clothes brought by the guards.

He looked through the bronze mirror and saw several new clothes neatly arranged on the hangers behind him. Those were the clothes he had given to Fang Tong this morning.

No matter how simple women's clothes are, they are always more gorgeous than men's.

He could see that she liked it very much. When she changed into her dress and walked towards him this morning, her eyes sparkled with undisguised joy.

Her emotions were always revealed, and her likes and dislikes were clearly shown on her face, which was completely different from him.

He returned to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down. He saw the Book of Rites that Fang Tong had read spread out on the table. The ink stains on the inkstone next to the book had dried. A brush was placed on the inkstone, and the other end of the brush rested on a few pieces of paper covered with writing.

The words on the paper were still incomplete, and the handwriting was childish and rough, but Fang Tong must have been very serious when she wrote them. She drew on the paper, circled some words, and connected them with lines. Following these lines, Feng Twelve seemed to see her frowning and thinking as she wrote.

He turned to the next page of paper. The content on this page did not look like notes, but rows of earthworm-like patterns. He saw her draw such symbols last night. She said it was called pinyin and promised to teach him in a few days.

He knew she was a smart girl, and although her identity was a mystery, she seemed to have never deceived him about anything except her origins.

He put the paper in his hand back to its original place and looked at the candlelight on the table in silence for a while.

A voice came from outside: "Your Highness, Prince Jing and the Five Mountains Hermit are here to visit."

(End of this chapter)