The Fourth Master's Dog

In the room, behind the curtains, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen looked a little unwell, not because he was sick, but because he was angry.

He just couldn't understand it, because he had never been harsh on Duofu, his adopted son.

Why is it that his Duofu, no matter he is a puppy or a baby, always looks like a starving ghost reincarnated.

People who don’t know him might think that he, a prince of the Qing Dynasty, can’t afford to keep a dog.

The fourth prince Yinzhen reached out his hand with a bit of disappointment and pressed it lightly on the baby's belly, still muttering to himself.

"Why did I raise a greedy little dog like you? I don't treat you badly on weekdays, but when it comes to food, you act like you haven't eaten for hundreds of years. Is a bowl of vegetarian chicken soup so delicious?"

Duofu closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly like a dancing butterfly, and his head turned to the side, as if he didn't want to listen to the annoying chatter, and he hummed in his mouth to express his discomfort.

When the Fourth Prince Yinzhen heard the whimpers of the little baby Duofu in his arms, his eyes were full of disappointment. He stretched out his right hand and patted the baby's chubby butt twice, and his words were full of threats.

"Next time you dare to do this, I will make you eat vegetarian food for a week. Anyway, I have to mourn for my mother for the next three years, so it is best not to eat meat."

"Just stay with me and don't eat. I'll see who would dare to bring you meat without my order in Chengqian Palace?"

Duofu suddenly opened his eyes wide, his two big fox eyes were round and full of disbelief, and he opened his chubby mouth and shouted anxiously.

"No...I can't. I want to eat meat...every day, every day."

"day by day."

With pleading eyes, Duofu stretched out his hands and grabbed the clothes of the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, trying to climb up.

The fourth prince Yinzhen patted Duofu's little head and sighed helplessly.

"Be quiet and wait until I finish rubbing your belly. If you wait for a while, you'll start to cry out in pain."

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen was already used to belly rubbing. When Duofu was a puppy, he often rubbed his belly.

Techniques are acquired through practice. After massaging the belly many times, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen naturally knew what strength and angle were most comfortable for massaging the belly.

Looking at Duofu in his arms, whose little eyes were narrowed again and whose chubby legs were moving unconsciously, Fourth Prince Yinzhen really couldn't say anything cruel.

The most he would do is keep a close eye on him before the next meal to prevent him from eating too much.

Otherwise, in the end, Duofu would be groaning with stomach discomfort and he would be the one who suffered.

Duofu felt that the atmosphere around him had changed, and the Fourth Prince Yinzhen was no longer nagging him. He then opened his eyes wide and looked at the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, who was not angry.

Duofu rubbed it with his face as if to please him, and felt that he could be the boss again. He raised his head high and commanded the Fourth Prince Yinzhen to move a little to the right with a proud look on his face, "Then rub it a little more, the force is too light, you need to use a little more force."

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen glanced at Duofu lightly. The little baby Duofu's body stiffened slightly, but when he thought about how he had done something wrong just now, he quickly raised his face and put on a flattering smile.

Duofu completely gave up the idea of ​​messing around. He lay there with his eyes closed, shaking his head. He hummed a few times when he felt comfortable and chirped a few times when he felt uncomfortable.

Su Peisheng, who was guarding the door, put his ear against the door and listened for a long time but there was no sound.

Su Peisheng felt that everything was settled, so he knocked on the door. After hearing the response from Fourth Prince Yinzhen, he opened the door and walked in with confidence.

Su Peisheng opened an exquisite wooden food box, which contained a bowl of bitter medicine residue that the fourth prince Yinzhen was about to drink.

Duofu's little face wrinkled immediately. Even though he had been sniffing the medicine a lot during this period, he still couldn't stand the bitter taste of the Chinese medicine.

That's really bitter.

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen also smelled the bitter taste of the medicine he was about to drink, and his brows were tightly frowned. He liked sweet food and naturally did not like bitter food.

He also didn't like drinking bitter medicine. He looked down at Duofu, whose face was wrinkled like a chubby bun, and sighed deeply in his heart. He couldn't lose face in front of Duofu.

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen took a look and saw a bowl of bitter medicine residue and a small plate with a few dried fruits. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Peisheng looked at the Fourth Prince Yinzhen. There was a tacit understanding between the master and servant, so Su Peisheng handed the bowl of dried fruits to the Fourth Prince Yinzhen first.

Duofu suddenly smelled a sweet and sour scent of plums. He opened his eyes and saw the Fourth Prince Yinzhen holding a small plate of dried fruits in his hand.

Thinking it was for him to eat, he stretched out his fat paws and grabbed a handful of food from the plate without any hesitation. Only two or three were left on the small plate.

There were only a few in total, and Duofu's fat paws caught four or five.

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen looked at Duofu deeply. Duofu did not sense the meaning of that look and still felt foolishly that he was definitely coming to snatch her away, so she hurriedly explained.

"It's sour... just right for digestion..."

"Not many... just a few..."

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen did not explain that although his dried fruit smelled sour and sweet, it was actually extremely sweet.

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen quickly took the medicine bowl, brought it to his mouth and swallowed it in a big gulp. Before the bitter medicine residue reached his stomach, he stuffed two dried fruits in his hand into his mouth.

Only then did I feel like I was alive again. It was sweet, the best taste in the world.

Duofu looked at the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, who had eaten all the dried fruits on the plate, and hurriedly stuffed the ones he had in his hand into his mouth, for fear that he would be accused of eating too much and not be allowed to eat.

Duofu stuffed one into his mouth and was about to close his eyes to savor the sour and sweet taste of the plum.

The taste of dried fruits exploded in his mouth, so sweet that it instantly filled the entire mouth of the little baby, Duofu.

Duofu's eyes widened and he spat out the dried fruit in his mouth. It was too sweet and he didn't like it.

Duofu looked at the four sweet dried fruits in his hand and put them back on the plate.

Duofu opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief and surprise. How come the Fourth Prince Yinzhen had no expression on his face when he ate the dried fruit? Instead, he seemed to be enjoying it quite a lot.

He must have eaten a lot of sweets, it was just like he had taken a big gulp of honey, it was so sweet that his whole body felt sweet.

Duofu wanted to climb up and use his chubby little hands to pry open the mouth of the Fourth Prince Yinzhen to see if the two dried fruits were inside, or if he had just seen it wrong. In fact, his shit shoveler, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, did not eat any dried fruits.

Before he could make any move, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen stretched out his slender white hand again, took two more from the plate without any expression, and stuffed them into his mouth expressionlessly.

The little baby Duofu stared at the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, whose cheeks were puffing up, without blinking. He was so surprised that his little mouth was slightly open with an unknown liquid slowly dripping out of it.