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

Chapter 80 I shouldn't have involved you

"No." Feng Twelve responded coldly.

Feng Yuyang curled his lips and said, "You are the most hypocritical person. Come on, don't worry too much about Miss Fang. I will definitely send someone to help you find her."

He took Wu Yue Shan Ren's leave and went out, and happened to meet Xiao Nian coming back from outside.

Xiaonian bowed to Feng Yuyang. Feng Yuyang saw that he was carrying a square lacquered wooden basket and asked curiously, "What are you holding?"

Xiao Nian smiled and said, "The food at the inn is not to His Highness's liking. He didn't eat much for dinner today. I saw a lot of restaurants on the street, so I went to buy some supper."

Feng Yuyang sighed: "As expected of someone that Xiao Twelve keeps by his side, it's rare that you're so thoughtful. What did you buy?"

Xiaonian opened one of the food compartments to show him: "Steamed pigeon, stuffed dough, Huadiao chicken, crystal goose, shrimp wontons..."

Feng Yuyang smelled the fragrant aroma and laughed when he heard him name a series of dishes: "There are so many, can Xiao Twelve finish them all?"

Xiao Nian smiled and said, "Your Highness can't finish it, there are still brothers."

"You sly fellow," Feng Yuyang scolded with a smile, "You chose them all for yourself."

"I dare not do that," Xiaonian smiled and looked into the courtyard, "Your Highness, if it's nothing important, I'll go in first."

"Go ahead." Feng Yuyang waved his hand, "Tell your Highness to eat more and stop worrying about irrelevant people."

"Okay." Xiaonian watched Feng Yuyang and Wu Yue Shanren get into the sedan chair, then turned and walked through the gate.

In the inn, Feng Twelve was sitting in front of a stone table cleaning up the chess game. He had a calm expression, but when he saw Xiaonian come in, his expression changed a little.

Xiao Nian didn't wait for him to speak, and pointed to the basket in his hand: "Your Highness, it's done."

Feng Twelve stood up and said, "Go into the house."

The two of them came to the main room. Xiaonian put the basket on the table, pulled out the bottom shelf, and said to Feng Twelve, "Your Highness, take a look."

In the square food compartment, there was a thick velvet blanket, and a kitten wrapped in bandages was curled up on it.

It lay on its side with its eyes closed, its small belly rising and falling slowly in Feng Twelve's sight.

"What does the doctor say?" Feng Twelve asked.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. The doctor we found is a well-known veterinarian. He has been practicing medicine for 20 years and has never failed. Not to mention cats, dogs, chickens, and ducks, he can even cure cows, horses, mules, and donkeys as long as they are still alive." Xiaonian wiped the sweat from his forehead. "I was standing by while he was treating the little fairy. The arrow on the little fairy's shoulder has been successfully taken out. Your Highness, this arrow is the same as the one we saw today. Could it be that someone from Furong Court did it again? Why did they want to hurt the little fairy? Why did the little fairy appear here?"

Xiaonian has been full of questions since he saw the kitten tonight. They heard a secret signal in Furong Courtyard and retreated to the alley, where they saw Feng Twelve waiting there holding a kitten.

The kitten was covered in blood and was dying. Xiaonian was sharp-eyed and recognized it at a glance as the little fairy he had brought back from the paddock.

He knew that Feng Twelve brought the kitten with him on this trip. This time, they met Feng Twelve in Linshui County, but did not see the kitten. He asked Feng Twelve privately, and Feng Twelve only said that he had entrusted the kitten to someone else to take care of it halfway. Xiaonian regretted this for a long time, but did not expect to meet him here.

The kitten's injuries were horrific, and it looked like it might die at any time while lying in Feng Twelve's arms.

Feng Twelve ordered them to find an experienced old veterinarian to send the kitten for treatment. As for Feng Twelve himself, he took several other guards and returned to the inn.

Xiaonian watched the veterinarian clean the kitten's wounds, and confirmed with the veterinarian again and again that the kitten was safe before taking it back to the inn.

Before leaving, Feng Twelve specifically told him to hide his tracks. When Xiaonian came back, he went to the street to buy a lot of food, put it together with the kitten in a food box, and brought it back to the inn.

Feng Twelve looked at Fang Tong in the food compartment and did not answer Xiaonian's question.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the kitten's forehead: "Why doesn't she wake up?"

Xiao Nian said, "The doctor said it lost too much blood and is still very weak. After it has a night's sleep, it will be better tomorrow morning." After that, he couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, you know, it is not easy to save a cat, not to mention a human, from such a serious injury. Don't worry, the little fairy is very strong. When the doctor was pulling out the arrow from it, blood spurted all over the floor. I was so scared that my heart almost sank, but I didn't expect the little fairy to survive without making a sound."

Feng Twelve frowned: "Didn't you use Ma Fei San?"

Xiao Nian shook his head: "The doctor said that the cat was too small. If the Ma Fei San was not used properly, it would be life-threatening. Moreover, the situation was urgent at the time. The little fairy only had one breath left. There was no time to give him medicine, so the doctor had to do it directly."

He still had lingering fears when he said this. Looking at the kitten's tightly closed eyes, he whispered, "Except for the time when the arrow was pulled out, the little fairy almost died several times when he was suturing the wound. Fortunately, God blesses it and it survived."

Feng Twelve frowned even more tightly as he listened to him.

"Take all this food out and distribute it to everyone," he said to Xiaonian.

"How about you, Your Highness?" Xiaonian asked, "You barely ate tonight, so I'll leave some more for you."

"No need for that," Feng Twelve paused and said after a while of silence, "Leave a bowl of wontons here."

Late at night, the candle in the room was still on, but the wontons on the table had already gone cold.

On the thick bed, the bedding was neatly laid out and a kitten was lying beside the pillow.

It was sleeping very soundly, its light pink nose was a little dry, its breathing was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and it occasionally let out a soft whimper or two.

Feng Twelve sat on a chair beside the bed, his eyes fixed on a corner of the room.

"The shrimp wontons here are delicious. If you smell it, you should get up and try it." He talked to himself in the dark corner.

The room was quiet and no one answered.

Feng Twelve raised the corner of his mouth, as if smiling: "It's rare that you don't miss food."

He returned his gaze to the kitten, looked at her motionless drooping whiskers, and reached out to stroke her messy hair.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I shouldn't have gotten you into this."

If Fang Tong had not turned into a cat and hid in the grass, she would probably have met with an accident. Even so, her injuries still told him what kind of life-and-death crisis she had encountered.

And all this is thanks to him.

Feng Twelve stared at her tightly closed eyes, stretched out his hand and gently placed it on her abdomen.

He closed his eyes, feeling the slight ups and downs under his palms, his face darkening.

Fang Tong is dreaming.

This time the dream was not as relaxing as before. She felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her body, making it almost impossible for her to move.

She seemed to be lying on the ground, with the towering roof of an office building above her head. There seemed to be a circle of people surrounding her, and the noise was extremely noisy.

She turned her head and saw a cat standing in the crowd. It was Fang Xiaohua.

Fang Xiaohua looked at her quietly, and her big fluffy tail gently swept across the legs and feet of the people around her.

She was about to call it when she suddenly felt that the person next to it looked familiar.

She looked at it carefully and was surprised: "Feng Twelve?"

(End of this chapter)