The Fourth Master's Dog

Duofu ran over with his buttocks lifted and stretched out his hands for a hug. He now had a strong desire to share and gossip.

He wanted to know which girl in his backyard the Fourth Prince liked more.

In the blink of an eye, the Fourth Prince had transformed from a little kid into a handsome young man.

He just looks a bit cold, and the older he gets, the more he likes to have a stern face. People who don’t know him would think that the entire Forbidden City owes him money.

Duofu smelled the clear and pure scent of bamboo on the man's body, which still smelled so good no matter how much time had passed.

No wonder the Fourth Prince has not changed this spice for so many years.

Duofu was thinking about his clothes. He originally wanted to ask Su Peisheng to give him some smell of roasted pig's trotters, and it would be best if every piece of clothing had a smell of meat. However, this brilliant idea was interrupted by the Fourth Prince before it could be implemented.

He directly used the power of the feudal patriarch and also gave him the taste of bamboo.

But he always felt that the bamboo scent on the Fourth Prince seemed to smell better than his own.

Duofu felt that the fresh scent of bamboo was increasingly in line with the Fourth Prince's temperament.

Duofu asked in a baby voice questions that were not at all appropriate for a person of his age.

"Fourth brother, today I saw two of your princesses in the East Courtyard. They are both pretty. Hehe, brother, which one do you like better?"

Duofu looked at the Fourth Prince who was holding him with a playful smile, his eyes full of curiosity.

He also wanted to know which one the Fourth Prince Yinzhen in history liked more.

The Fourth Prince had a dark face and stared at Duofu's butt with unfriendly eyes.

Duofu understood the meaning of the threat and quickly protected his fat butt with his chubby little hands. He was so old already, how could he still be spanked?

He is no longer the little baby of two or three years old. Now that he has grown up, the Fourth Prince still keeps staring at his butt.

His actual mental age is in his twenties, and it is a very shameful thing for him to be spanked by a teenage kid.

Duofu begged for mercy quickly, his jewel-like eyes full of flattery.

"Fourth brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have asked this question, wuwuwu, you promised me last time that you wouldn't spank me again."

"You also said that I'm grown up and shouldn't be spanked anymore."

Duofu quickly covered the Fourth Prince's eyes with his hands to stop those threatening eyes from staring at his butt, which made him feel sympathetic.

He shouldn't be such a jerk.

How can he animate the picture on the King of Hell’s head?

The Fourth Prince shook the fat baby in his arms, and it seemed that the baby had gained a few pounds. He didn't know how this lazy little fat boy he raised could have run to the East Courtyard?

"Why did you go there to play?"

The Fourth Prince asked casually, but his eyes were fixed on Duofu.

Duofu didn't sense the deeper meaning and answered casually.

"I was chasing a colorful butterfly. Its wings were golden in the sun. It was so beautiful, as if it was covered with gold powder. I chased it all the way to the east yard."

"I saw two pretty young ladies inside. They were not wearing palace maids' clothes. I heard the servants talking and they said they were your princesses."

Little Fatty Duofu's face was full of envy, and he asked innocently.

"When I grow up, will you find such a beautiful princess for me to play with?"

Little Fatty Duofu's face was full of anticipation and his eyes were sparkling.

The Fourth Prince paused for a moment, looked up and down at the chubby baby in his arms, who still smelled of a strong milk smell, and then laughed and scolded.

"You little baby, your hair isn't even grown yet, and you're already thinking about becoming a princess."

"When you grow up, I will find you the best in the Forbidden City."

When Duofu heard the Fourth Prince's assurance, the smile on his face grew wider, and his dimples were fully revealed.

The Fourth Prince felt a little uncomfortable. His own child had not even grown up yet, but he had already started thinking about other people. This feeling was really unpleasant.

Duofu is in a very happy mood now, and he is also very resistant to feudal remnants.

"Just find me one, the best looking one."

The Fourth Prince carried the little fat boy in his arms into the house and responded verbally, but thought in his heart, how could it be such a coincidence?

So he ran to the East Courtyard.

He had specifically instructed Su Peisheng to tell his men to keep an eye on Duofu and not to run eastward casually. A trace of confusion flashed across the Fourth Prince's cold eyes.

Anyway, he didn't want the woman in his backyard to run into his baby Duofu.

Duofu didn't care what the Fourth Prince, who was holding him in his arms, was thinking. His face was full of anticipation as he thought about what kind of wife he could marry when he grew up.

The Fourth Prince said that he wanted to find him the best one in the Forbidden City, so it must be the most beautiful one in the Forbidden City. He has seen many concubines in these years, and each of the concubines in Kangxi's harem has her own merits. It is difficult to say which one he likes the most.

It should still belong to the deceased Queen Tong. She looks like a Jiangnan girl, with an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, and a gentle temperament.

Duofu liked such a beautiful woman and thought that his requirements were not high. When the Fourth Prince followed Kangxi to the south of the Yangtze River, he could take him along and find a girl from the south of the Yangtze River for him.

The Fourth Prince put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Duofu who had been smiling foolishly since he entered the room, and frowned slightly unconsciously.

"Why? You are so young and you are eager to have a wife. Do you want to leave me?"

Duofu seemed to just react at this moment, and he heard the Fourth Prince's tone, which sounded a bit sour.

Duofu reached out and hugged the Fourth Prince's arm, rubbed his head against it, and his whole chubby face was filled with a flattering smile.

"How can that be true? Fourth brother, I don't want to leave you in this life."

Duofu rolled his eyes around. He didn't want to leave. By the time he grew up, the Fourth Prince would be in power, and that would be the time for him to live a good life.

There was no such thing as a hard life together. He would leave when good times came.

He couldn't bear it.

He is not stupid, he has brains.

Seeing how much the Fourth Prince cares about himself now, he should be not much worse than his future Thirteenth Brother.

If he can be given the title of a king with an iron hat by then, it will be a great honor for his ancestors and he will have to be the first page in the family tree.

Duofu really wants to ask me now, when you become the emperor in the future, can you also confer the title of prince on me?

Duofu looked at the Fourth Prince with a cold face and shut his mouth wisely. He swore that if he asked such a question.

No matter how much the Fourth Prince pampers his little butt, he can't escape a beating today.

Duofu felt sympathetic, so he decided to wait until he grew up and ask him about it. The last spanking experience was so tragic.

He hadn't really wanted to relive it lately, it was so humiliating.