The Fourth Master's Dog

The Fourth Prince was also a little at a loss. He hadn’t said anything harsh just now, so why did the little ancestor in his arms want to cry?

"I haven't grown up much yet, and you don't allow me to act like a spoiled child. You have changed your mind. You never did this before."

The Fourth Prince's face was filled with black lines. He thought he had said something too harsh, but it turned out that this little ancestor was jealous.

The Fourth Prince was so angry and amused that this little ancestor was actually jealous and sulking with the unborn child.

You are really promising.

Besides, he had absolutely no contact with the unborn child, so how could there be any affection between them?

This little ancestor of ours is too sensitive, or he is trying to take advantage of the situation.

Duofu feels like a little baby. He has not grown up yet and does not want to study yet, so he should be coaxed and pampered.

The Fourth Prince has been doing this for years. How can he not be allowed to do so just because he has grown a little taller?

The Fourth Prince was still smiling as he stared at Duofu's black fox eyes. Duofu was originally crying hard and felt very aggrieved, but after being stared at like this for a long time, she couldn't cry at all.

Duofu unceremoniously wiped the snot bubbles on his face onto the Fourth Prince's sleeves, then turned his head away and didn't look at him.

Duofu felt a little guilty now, and didn't know why he suddenly couldn't stop crying just now.

Duofu has hidden his head in the Fourth Prince's arms. He now has to escape from this embarrassing situation.

There was no way he was jealous of a kid who hadn't even been born yet.

surely not.

It must be because the Fourth Prince’s tone was too harsh just now.

The Fourth Prince did not care about his soiled sleeves. He just kept his eyes on Duofu, whose head was facing him in his arms. He frowned slightly, and then relaxed his brows.

When the Fourth Prince saw Duofu, who had been refusing to show his dignity again, he knew that he needed to coax this little ancestor.

Otherwise, he would have held me in his arms for the whole morning and would have felt wronged by himself.

The Fourth Prince blinked his long eyelashes a few times, and the helplessness in his eyes was about to overflow. I don’t know what’s wrong with this little ancestor recently, his temper is getting more and more weird.

People who don’t know might think that someone made him angry.

The Fourth Prince's low, magnetic voice rang in Duofu's ears.

There was no trace of the coldness in his voice now, it was full of helplessness and pampering.

"You really are my little ancestor. Now you are all capable and you cry to me all the time."

"I haven't said anything to you yet, but you're already feeling wronged."

"Okay, I shouldn't have said that you've grown up just now. You're still a little monster now, so you should be coaxed by me, don't you think? Little ancestor~."

Duofu secretly peeked out with one eye, glanced at the smiling Fourth Prince, and hummed.

Only then did he raise his head again and nodded in self-acknowledgment, his voice firm and loud.

"It's good that you know. I'm still a little monster now. I haven't grown up yet. You have to be more patient and not be so fierce."

The Fourth Prince felt that he was wrongly accused of death. When had he ever been more vicious than this little ancestor?

The Fourth Prince thought back over the years and realized that there had never been a single time when he had been truly fierce to this little ancestor.

It was just a slightly cold face, and he was too embarrassed to care about it because it was so short.

The little ancestor felt that he was being angry with him, and the Fourth Prince poked his upper palate hard with his tongue. Duofu in his arms suddenly smiled happily again, with a few tears on his face.

He really has a childish temper, it comes and goes quickly.

fair enough.

Be heartless and live a relaxed and comfortable life.

The Fourth Prince picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears and unknown liquid on his face.

The Fourth Prince felt that he was becoming more and more adept at taking care of people. It was almost subconscious and he didn't have to think about it at all.

The Fourth Prince folded the handkerchief and threw it aside, then picked up the sour and sweet fruit tea beside him and slowly fed it to Duofu.

He had just cried and was sweating. After drinking some water, the Fourth Prince told Su Peisheng outside to ask someone to bring a bathtub and prepare for a bath.

Duofu was changed into a set of dry clothes and was now lying lazily on the couch, watching the Fourth Prince wipe his wet hands with a handkerchief.

Duofu's two chubby little feet, as white as lotus roots, kicked from time to time. Sometimes he kicked too hard and hit the buttocks, which would tremble slightly.

With Su Peisheng's help, the Fourth Prince quickly changed into the navy blue robe he usually wore. Although it didn't suit his complexion as well as the red one, his gentle and elegant temperament came to the fore when he put on the blue one, especially now with a smile in his eyes.

Su Peisheng thought that outside, his master always had a cold face, and his whole body was cold and reserved, and it was difficult to approach him. There was no such warm and gentle feeling as he had now.

Duofu just cried and took a bath. Now he feels a little sleepy unconsciously. His stomach is still bulging. It is a good time for him to sleep.

When the Fourth Prince was tidied up and returned to the couch, Duofu was seen with a flushed face, even breathing and soft snoring.

The Fourth Prince walked forward quietly, picked up a thin blanket beside him, and covered the slightly exposed white and plump belly with it. He couldn't help but pat it twice with his right hand.

Duofu, who was sleeping on the couch, immediately groaned in dissatisfaction, turned over and hid his belly.

The Fourth Prince looked behind him and found that Su Peisheng had already left, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

You can't blame him for doing this. If you want to blame someone, blame him for raising Duofu too well, making people want to get close to him and touch him.

Duofu's body was white with a rosy glow, just like a piece of peerless jade, without a single flaw.

The scars on his body that he had left before have now disappeared completely after he continued to apply good scar removal cream over the years.

The Fourth Prince felt angry when he thought about how his son Duofu had some spots all over his body in the past, and he hated the Ninth Prince even more.

If it weren't for his ignorant ninth brother, the baby he held in his hands would never have suffered that.

The Fourth Prince couldn't help feeling happy when he thought about the many younger princes who had been born in the harem in recent years, and how his ninth brother's position in the Emperor's heart was becoming increasingly backward.

On the contrary, he rarely acted like an older brother to the little brothers who were born later, and he actually liked them all.

The Fourth Prince walked out of the study. Su Peisheng gently closed the door and asked someone to guard outside the outer courtyard. No one was allowed to enter except him and the Fourth Prince.

The Fourth Prince decided to take this opportunity to visit his pregnant Princess Song in the backyard, as he could return just in time for dinner.

I still have more appetite when eating with Duofu. The women in the backyard were carrying food one by one, and their appetites were so small, just like raising pigeons. They were full after just a few bites.