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

Chapter 37 The Sacred Heart is unpredictable
"When I came out, Lin Yue said..."

Wei Baichuan's voice became lower as he spoke. He suspected that the prince didn't hear what he said at all, because Feng Twelve was wiping the kitten's face and head with a handkerchief.

The kitten didn't appreciate it and tried to break free from his arms several times, but he held it down firmly.

"Be obedient," Feng Twelve coaxed softly, "If you don't wipe it off, it will dry up."

Fang Tong stopped struggling.

It’s not that she was ungrateful, but Feng Twelve’s hands were quite strong and she was afraid that he would rub off a lot of her hair again. However, compared to losing hair, being stuck by the sheep fat was more terrible.

She lay on his lap, feeling hopeless, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Feng Twelve poured some hot water from the kettle onto the towel, warmed Fang Tong's head with it, wet the greasy hair, and combed it out and straightened it bit by bit.

He did the same thing on the kitten's greasy face, scrubbing it repeatedly with water several times, and finally restored its white fur color.

“Uh…” Wei Baichuan saw that Feng Twelve’s handkerchief was soaked and could no longer be used, so he quickly took out his own handkerchief and said, “Your Highness, use mine.”

Feng Twelve looked at him and didn't answer.

"What did Lin Yue say?" he asked.

When Wei Baichuan heard him mention the previous incident, he slapped his forehead, looked around, and whispered, "He said that it's impossible for Guo Yin to sue us, but it's not that easy for us to deal with Guo Yin either."

After all, this farce was caused by a curse word from Guo Yin. If it happened between ordinary people, it would at most cause a quarrel. However, since he conferred the title of prince on Twelve, Guo Yin's words were suspected of being disrespectful.

Guo Yin claimed that he spoke out of turn while drunk. According to the law, he would at most be beaten with a stick and fined two months' salary.

As Guo Yin was Sui Yongdao's confidant, the emperor would not embarrass Sui Yongdao too much. Even though Prince Ping was involved in the Baixifang case and was still defending himself to the emperor in the palace, the emperor was only annoyed by the impact of the fire on the people, not whether Prince Ping intended to assassinate Feng Twelve.

Although Lin Yue did not say it explicitly, everyone knew what he wanted to express.

Having Guo Yin and others go to the Dali Temple tonight has already helped Feng Twelve vent his anger, but he cannot accuse him of any other crime.

"It doesn't matter," Feng Twelve said without showing any surprise, "Guo Yin's fate is not important."

Wei Baichuan moved closer to him and said, "Your Highness, in your opinion, Prince Ping has not left the palace yet. What kind of explanation will His Majesty give you?"

Feng Twelve lowered his eyes and smoothed down the wet fur around the kitten's ears.

"No matter how you explain it, it's not what you want."

After he finished speaking, the corner of his mouth raised and he suddenly smiled again, "This is even better."

The next morning, Prince Ping Feng Wuqiong, who had kneeled outside the emperor's bedroom for a day and a night, limped out of the palace.

As soon as he left the palace, he lay down in the sedan chair sent by Prince Ping's Mansion and was carried back to the palace.

He was lying in bed. When he heard that Guo Yin was sent to Dali Temple by Feng Twelve last night, he waved his hand without patience.

"Why is he meddling in other people's business?" he said bitterly. "My uncle's subordinates are all more eager to take the lead than the others. It's not a bad thing to let them suffer a little." His trusted staff knelt in front of the bed and carefully read his face. "Yesterday, the Dali Temple took Lin Tiande away. I wonder how Your Majesty will deal with him?"

Feng Wuqiong touched his knees, hissed softly, and frowned angrily: "What else can I do? He is devoted to working for his uncle and hiding everything from me. He has to bear the consequences of his own actions."

The staff was silent for a while: "General Sui is also doing this for the prince."

"For me?" Feng Wuqiong sneered, "If he really wanted to do this for me, he should have let me know earlier that Feng Twelve wanted to compete with us for the lucrative position of the Cavalry Guard."

He pounded the bed, shaking the injured part, and cried out in pain again, cursing, "This bastard, no wonder he is usually quiet, it turns out he is so obsessed with this. Tell me, what kind of drug did His Majesty take to suddenly take a fancy to that kid Feng Twelve."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty," the aide advised, "Your Majesty only said that that day, and he may not be serious."

Feng Wuqiong stared at the ceiling of the tent and muttered to himself, "Although His Majesty doesn't like him, he treats the prince as a treasure. The Cavalry Guard is in charge of the defense of the four gates of the capital. Whoever becomes the commander controls half of the lifeline of the capital. His Majesty will not give such an important position to others easily. Feng Twelve follows the prince every day like a dog. If His Majesty wants to protect the prince, he might really give him this position."

"But this is just speculation. Your Highness must not reveal your thoughts in front of His Majesty," the aide said. "General Sui was too anxious, so he asked Lin Tiande to attack the twelfth prince. Who knew that he would fail at the last moment and put Your Highness in an unfavorable situation."

Feng Wuqiong glanced at him and said, "My uncle is too comfortable in Luozhou. He thinks that the capital is still the same as when he was there. He can do whatever he wants to anyone. He doesn't even think about it. If Feng Twelve was so easy to do, why would I have waited until now?"

"General Sui was indeed careless in this matter," the staff said, "and the most hateful one is Lin Tiande. Although he was sent by General Sui to protect you, since he has entered Prince Ping's mansion, he should follow the prince's lead. How can he make decisions on his own?"

"It's good that you know." Feng Wuqiong said coldly, "Spread the word for me. From now on, anyone in the mansion who still misses the old master will not have to serve me as their master. I will give them money to return to Luozhou."

The aide bowed his head and said "yes", then asked tentatively: "I wonder how this case will be tried? Will it implicate the prince?"

Feng Wuqiong snorted coldly: "Before the incident, I didn't know anything, and Your Majesty couldn't get any evidence against me. As for the assassination of Feng Twelve, Lin Tiande dare not admit it, unless he wants to take his entire family with him."

"Since he didn't admit to assassinating the twelfth prince, why did he lose his life?"

"Did a dog eat your brain?" Feng Wuqiong glared at his aide, "He could hire someone to commit the crime, he could kill people to silence them, but he shouldn't have burned down the Baixi Theater. Your Majesty wants to be a wise ruler, and so many people have died under the rule of a wise ruler. Do you think Your Majesty won't be annoyed?"

He touched his numb and swollen thighs and said bitterly, "If he wasn't angry, I wouldn't have knelt in the palace for so long."

"Then, will your majesty have any grudges against the prince and General Sui?"

"Right now I am only concerned with getting rid of my own guilt. As for my uncle," Feng Wuqiong said coldly, "he is in Luozhou, far away from the emperor. Who can take care of him?"

"But the prince's great cause still needs General Sui's help." The aide said, "We can't do without him at this time."

Feng Wuqiong narrowed his eyes and said, "In the end, it's because the prince is in the way. If he were gone, everything would be much easier."

"Regarding the case of the Crown Prince and White Bird Pavilion, has the prince made a statement to His Majesty?"

Before the aide finished his words, Feng Wuqiong's cold gaze swept over him. He knew he had said something wrong and quickly lowered his head.

After a long while, Feng Wuqiong said, "Whether it was done by the crown prince or not, I wanted to make a big fuss about it, but Feng Twelve interfered and disrupted my plan. If I add fuel to the fire now, His Majesty will not uphold justice for me, but will only think that I am ignorant."

After saying that, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Send a message to your uncle and ask him whether the thing he talked about before the New Year has been done?"

(End of this chapter)