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

Chapter 5: The Nine Sons of the Dragon Are Different
Fang Tong wanted to listen to what was said in the big tent, but Qin Shiyue made her ears itchy and she couldn't concentrate.

She simply turned around and looked at the man next to her.

The prince named Twelve was good-looking, but unfortunately there was always a coldness in his eyes when he looked at people. He was injured, and the color of his lips was pale at this moment. He looked like a freehand painting of a lonely mountain and dry water, rich in black and desolate in white.

Fang Tong thought of his voice, clear as water and cold as ice.

She was very curious why this person was called Twelve. When she heard the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess mention this name earlier, she just thought it was the other person's ranking in age.

It wasn't until she was bored on her way back that she looked through the assassin Bingqi's memory and actually found such a person.

He was named the twelfth prince of the current dynasty. It was true that he was ranked twelfth and was also true that he was named the twelfth.

This name was too perfunctory for a prince, but Feng Twelve was called this name. It was precisely because he was an exception that such a memory was left in Bingqi's unremarkable memory.

There is another reason why Bing Qi remembered this man. Among all the princes, only Feng Twelve had been to the battlefield. It was said that he had made outstanding achievements and was highly praised by veteran generals.

There is such a prince who has already reached adulthood but has not yet been crowned king.

Fang Tong believes that there must be a reason behind this, but unfortunately it involves royal secrets and the outside world has no way of knowing.

She was looking at Feng Twelve's face, thinking about something aimlessly, when she heard footsteps. The captain of the imperial guards who had gone to report hurried back.

"Your Majesty heard that the Twelfth Prince and the Crown Princess were both outside, so he ordered me to invite you two in."

Fang Tong was cheered up upon hearing this, but also felt a little uneasy.

After all, she was an assassin when she traveled across time and space. Even if she turned into a cat, she would still feel guilty when she suddenly faced her original target.

But Qin Shiyue held her tightly, and she was taken in against her will.

The tent door was opened, and the candlelight flickered inside the big tent.

Fang Tong saw the emperor sitting on the throne at a glance.

The emperor had thick eyebrows, eagle eyes, a high nose bridge, slightly raised cheekbones, and a short beard under his square chin. His hair and beard were the same color, black with a few strands of gray.

This emperor was a young emperor and he reigned for more than 30 years, so he is now over 50 years old.

He just sat there without saying a word but already had great authority. Fang Tong really couldn't understand where Prince Ping Feng Wuqiong got the courage to believe that his father would lose control of the government.

All we can say is that the dragon has nine sons, and each of them is different.

Look at Crown Prince Feng Yunxi standing on the left, tall and graceful, with a solemn expression, while Prince Ping Feng Wuqiong is kneeling on the ground, with water splashed in front of him, looking quite embarrassed.

The figures around Fang Tong moved, and Feng Twelve took the lead and stepped forward to salute the emperor: "Your Highness, your son pays respect to you, Father."

His back was straight, and even when he bent down, he was as gentle as pine wind and cypress dew.

Qin Shiyue also followed suit and saluted the emperor. After being allowed to waive the salute, she moved lightly and came to the side of Crown Prince Feng Yunxi.

The couple looked at each other and said nothing.

Before performing the ceremony, Qin Shiyue stuffed the kitten in her arms into her wide sleeves. Now that she had stopped, she took the kitten out and held it in her arms again.

Fang Tong lay obediently in her arms, with only his furry little head showing.

The emperor's eyes turned to her.

"Crown Princess, what are you holding in your arms?" he asked.

"Your Majesty," Qin Shiyue said, "This raccoon is quite intelligent. It was thanks to it that you were able to lead the way and save the life of Your Majesty the Twelfth Prince tonight. I was worried that others might not be able to take good care of it, so I brought it here."

"You saved Twelve's life?" The emperor turned his gaze to Feng Twelve. "I heard that you were badly injured. What happened?" Feng Twelve stood beside Feng Wuqiong and responded, "I went into the mountains to hunt today. I was accompanied by five people, all of whom were guards from the palace. We went down the mountain at 5 p.m. and suddenly encountered two tigers. The tigers separated me and the guards, and one of them chased me into the Northwest Ridge."

The emperor leaned to the side and leaned on the stool: "Your injuries were caused by the tiger?"

"Some are, some are not." Feng Twelve said, "When I was fighting with the tiger, someone shot arrows nearby. One arrow hit my left shoulder, and I dodged the other five arrows."

The emperor straightened up a little and asked: "Did someone shoot an arrow at you?"

Feng Twelve nodded: "There were two people who shot the arrows. One was killed by me, and the other fell off the cliff. His body is on the Eagle's Beak Peak of the Northwest Ridge."

The emperor frowned slightly and asked, "Why don't you bring the body back?"

"We need to send someone to search for the body under the cliff. As for the body on the cliff, I am injured and unable to bring it back, so I can only hide it first." Feng Twelve responded steadily.

"Hide?" The emperor raised his eyes. "Why hide?"

"In order to prevent the assassin from having any support, destroy the body while I'm away." Feng Twelve said.

The emperor looked at him and smiled: "You are always so meticulous in your work, but do you know who harmed you?"

Feng Twelve said calmly, "I only know that the two men were dressed in the uniforms of the Prince Ping's guards. The arrowheads that shot me had an inscription of this spring hunt, numbered 'Bing', and they were also arrows from the Prince Ping's palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuqiong on the ground jumped up: "You are talking nonsense! Why would I send someone to kill you?"

"When did I say you sent me?" Feng Twelve didn't look at him, but said to the emperor, "What I said is what I saw with my own eyes. As for the rest, I need to verify it before I can make a judgment."

The emperor laughed loudly: "What a good one! You only speak of what you have seen with your own eyes. Look, among all my children, he is the most rigid. No wonder no one except the crown prince is close to him."

He stroked the table gently and his laughter paused for a moment.

"Since you are injured, you should rest well. If you have any problem, just let someone know. Why did you come all the way here?"

Facing the emperor's question, Feng Twelve answered in a serious tone: "I am afraid that I will pass out as soon as I lie down. If the emperor has any questions, I am afraid that no one else can answer them."

Fang Tong heard this and was filled with admiration for the twelfth prince.

From the moment he began to recount the details of his injury, Fang Tong could tell that this man was very logical and paid special attention to facts.

He described the time, place, people and events in great detail without any embellishment, and he was able to protect the evidence in a timely manner after being injured, which shows that he is meticulous and decisive. If you work with this person in the workplace, you will definitely be extremely efficient.

The emperor listened to his words and sneered: "Forget it, I don't know who you learned this stubborn temper from. Go down first and take good care of your injuries. Even if I have something to ask, there is no rush."

Feng Twelve nodded and said, "The arrow that shot me is in the hands of the medical officer. The other weapons are buried with the body at Eagle's Beak Peak. I have written down the address. Father can send someone to investigate at any time."

After saying this, he bowed his head slightly, saluted to the emperor, and left the tent.

Fang Tong left as soon as he said he would, without saying a word about the affairs of the Crown Prince and Prince Ping, as if he had come here despite his injury just to tell the Emperor that he was almost killed, but the timing of his appearance was perfect.

When he arrived, two unsolved cases were placed before the emperor.

One was that Prince Ping accused the Crown Prince of sending someone to assassinate him, and the other was that someone assassinated Feng Twelve in the name of Prince Ping's Mansion.

Prince Ping Feng Wuqiong refused to give in to the assassin's confession, accusing the crown prince of hiring a killer to disrupt the government. However, Feng Twelve did not say a word whether the person who assassinated him was ordered by Feng Wuqiong. In contrast, Feng Twelve's calmness was obviously more convincing. After all, this was a major matter of assassinating the prince, and it was impossible to make a conclusion based on one-sided statements.

Unfortunately, Feng Wuqiong still didn't understand. After Feng Twelve left, he glared at the door of the tent angrily and turned to the emperor: "Father, Twelve is clearly here to support the prince. Don't believe him."

The emperor smiled and asked, "After he entered the tent, did he speak for the prince?"

(End of this chapter)