Su Peisheng, acting like a thief, nervously approached Empress Tong's palace. He looked around several times to make sure no one was there before quickly pushing open the door, going inside, and closing it behind him.

All the movements were performed in one smooth motion, without the slightest pause or sound.

That's the ultimate level of thievery—silent and nimble.

Duofu, who was under the bed, was unaware that someone had come in. He was so hungry that he was dozing off and planned to fall asleep to conserve his energy.

Lest I starve to death here before the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, returns.

Duofu was naturally worried about the safety of his pet owner, but considering that the Fourth Prince Yinzhen was Kangxi's son, no matter how ruthless the father was, he could not possibly lay a hand on the Fourth Prince who was only a teenager.

Moreover, Empress Tong had only been gone for a short time. Even if we don't care about the monk, we should at least consider the Buddha's feelings. Fourth Prince Yinzhen is definitely fine.

He should be the one who caused the trouble. He was the one who ignited the conflict between the two princes, and Kangxi certainly wouldn't let him off easily.

He might lose his life if he gets caught this time; he doesn't have a father who's an emperor and a mother who's an empress to protect him.

Duofu felt that as long as he hid himself well and didn't cause any trouble, he would save Fourth Prince Yinzhen a lot of worry.

In his hazy state, Duofu heard someone knocking on the bed. Trying to break free from his confused consciousness, Duofu pricked up his ears to listen.

All that could be heard was a familiar voice, Su Peisheng's somewhat shrill voice.

Never before had Duofu felt that Su Peisheng's voice was so beautiful and so moving.

Duofu immediately barked softly twice in response. He also wanted to crawl out from under the bed right away, but he was too weak. He hadn't eaten all day, and his injuries were very painful. He couldn't move at all. If he moved, he felt like his skin wasn't even his own.

Yesterday the pain wasn't this bad, but today, I don't know why, even after applying the medicine, it still hurts so much.

Duofu had some doubts: Had Su Peisheng given him the wrong medicine, or had he been given some kind of fake medicine?

Otherwise, why would the medicine be so ineffective, and why would it hurt even more after applying it?

Su Peisheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a weak, soft bark coming from under the bed. Fortunately, his little puppy, Duofu, was still there; otherwise, he would have been anxious and flustered.

Su Peisheng waited by the bed for a while, but didn't see any movement under the bed.

Thinking of this dog, pampered by its own master, who hadn't eaten for almost a whole day and was covered in injuries, it certainly didn't have the strength to come out.

Without hesitation, she lay down and crawled under the bed, carefully pulling Duofu out from the innermost corner.

Su Peisheng didn't look closely before putting Duofu, along with his dark blue clothes, into the food box, where pastries were already prepared in the corner.

Duofu was still a little unaccustomed to being put inside. In this cramped space, he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance near his nose – the scent of rose pastries.

Duofu didn't have time to worry about anything, and opened his mouth to bite down, trying his best to control his voice and not make the chewing sounds he usually made when eating.

Duofu also realized that he was not safe yet, otherwise Su Peisheng would not have used a wooden box to pick him up, and why didn't the Fourth Prince Yinzhen come in person?

Duofu felt that the rose pastries in his mouth didn't taste as good as usual, but he couldn't stop his stomach from rumbling, and he didn't slow down his eating.

Is something wrong with the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen?

Otherwise, it would never have been Su Peisheng who came to pick him up.

Duofu ate the pastry in his mouth, feeling both sweet and troubled.

Duofu decided to ignore it for now. Anyway, Su Peisheng would definitely take him to the Fourth Prince Yinzhen. He would just enjoy the delicious cakes that Su Peisheng had prepared for him and worry about it later.

Duofu hid in the box, humming softly as he ate the pastries. Su Peisheng noticed that there was no one around and walked from the small kitchen of Chengqian Palace toward the room of the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen.

Holding the exquisitely crafted wooden food box in one hand, Su Peisheng walked towards the Fourth Prince Yinzhen's room as usual, without a hint of guilt.

The wet nurse in the room had already left after seeing the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, leaving behind two senior palace maids to take care of him closely.

Su Peisheng carefully placed the box aside and spoke with a smile.

"The sisters are tired too. I just got back and can keep watch over our master. The sisters can go and have dinner now."

The two head palace maids exchanged a glance, but did not object. With a slight smile, they withdrew one after the other.

They had almost finished their work, and their remaining duties were to keep watch over the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen.

It would be more appropriate to leave this kind of thing to the personal eunuch of the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen.

There's no need for them to be disliked here; they can just wait outside and be ready to follow orders from inside.

Su Peisheng glanced at the sky outside; it was already noon, and his master still hadn't woken up from his deep sleep, which deepened his anxiety.

His Majesty has sent people to inquire about the situation several times. Eunuch Liang even sent someone to tell him that His Majesty should have time to come and see the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, after finishing his affairs of state in the afternoon.

What if my master hasn't woken up by then?

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen, lying in bed, did not receive Su Peisheng's anxiety and worry. He was now trapped in a deep nightmare, and the image that kept replaying in his mind was the little white dog with blood-stained bandages that he had seen before he fell into a coma.

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, felt that it was his Duofu, but he knew it probably wasn't. What he saw in that instant was Duofu, whom he had raised since childhood. He had been struggling in his dream, begging his father not to.

But the little dog with blood-stained bandages kept flashing in front of him, making him uneasy.

All he could do was keep calling out "Good Fortune" to the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, who was in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake, unaware of where he was.

Of all the scenes, only the bloodstained dog was so clearly visible, stinging his eyes.

This made him even more unwilling to wake up and unwilling to believe that what he was seeing was real.

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, had struggled through several nightmares, his gray undergarment completely soaked with sweat.

When Su Peisheng wiped the sweat off the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, he found that his master's clothes were completely soaked with sweat. He couldn't help but curse, "As expected of someone who is not a servant of his master, he is so careless in serving people."

She didn't have a pleasant look on her face towards the two head maids sent by the wet nurses.

However, what Su Peisheng was unaware of was that not long before he returned, the two head palace maids had already changed the Fourth Prince into another set of light gray undergarments.

However, the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, sweated quickly, and his clothes were soaked with sweat in no time.