Inside the room, behind the curtains, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen looked rather unwell, not from illness, but from anger.

He just couldn't understand why he had never been harsh on Duofu, whom he raised.

No matter how he is reincarnated as a puppy or a baby, he always looks like a starving ghost.

Those who didn't know better would think that he, a prince of the Qing Dynasty, couldn't afford to keep a dog.

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, with a hint of exasperation, reached out and gently pressed his hand on the baby's belly, muttering to himself.

"How come I raised such a gluttonous dog like you? I've never treated you badly, so why do you act like you haven't eaten in centuries when it comes to food? Is a bowl of plain chicken soup really that delicious?"

Duofu kept his eyes tightly closed, his long eyelashes trembling slightly like butterflies dancing. He turned his head to one side, as if he didn't want to listen to the annoying chatter, and hummed and groaned to indicate his discomfort.

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

“If you dare to do this again, I’ll make you eat vegetarian food for a week. Anyway, I’m going to observe mourning for my mother for the next three years, so not eating meat is the best thing for me.”

"You'll just stay with me and not eat. I'll make sure that no one in Chengqian Palace would dare bring you meat without my permission."

Duofu suddenly opened his eyes wide, his two big fox eyes wide open, filled with disbelief, and he shouted anxiously with his chubby mouth agape.

"No...no, I want to eat meat every day, every day..."

"day by day."

With pleading eyes, Duofu reached out and grabbed the Fourth Prince Yinzhen's clothes, trying to climb up.

Fourth Prince Yinzhen patted Duofu's little head and sighed helplessly.

"Behave yourself and wait until I've rubbed your tummy before we talk. If you wait too long, you'll start complaining of pain again."

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, was already used to having his belly rubbed. He had rubbed Duofu's belly quite often when Duofu was a puppy.

Techniques are honed through practice. After massaging his belly a lot, the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, naturally knew what pressure and angle were most comfortable for him.

Looking at Duofu, who was squinting her little eyes and whose chubby legs were moving involuntarily, in his arms, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen really couldn't bring himself to say anything cruel.

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

Otherwise, in the end, Duofu will be the one complaining of an upset stomach and suffering.

Duofu sensed that the atmosphere around him had changed. The Fourth Prince Yinzhen was no longer nagging him, so he opened his big eyes and looked at the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, who was no longer angry.

Duofu rubbed his face against the door in a flattering manner, feeling like he could be in charge again. He raised his head high and commanded the Fourth Prince Yinzhen to move a little to the right, saying, "Then rub it a little more. The pressure is too light. You need to rub it a little harder."

Fourth Prince Yinzhen glanced at Duofu lightly. The little boy Duofu stiffened slightly. Remembering that he had just done something wrong, he quickly put on a flattering smile.

Duofu completely gave up his wild thoughts, closed his eyes, and lay down, shaking his head. When he felt comfortable, he would hum a few times, and when he felt uncomfortable, he would whimper a few times.

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

Su Peisheng felt everything was settled, so he knocked on the door. Only after hearing the Fourth Prince Yinzhen's reply did he feel relieved enough to push the door open and go inside.

Su Peisheng opened an exquisite wooden food box, inside which was a bowl of bitter medicine residue that the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, still needed to drink.

Duofu's little face immediately scrunched up. Although he had smelled it quite often during this time, he still couldn't stand the bitter taste of the Chinese medicine.

That was truly bitter.

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, also smelled the bitterness of the medicine he was about to drink, and his brows furrowed tightly. He liked sweets, so naturally he didn't like bitter things.

He also disliked drinking bitter medicine. Looking down at Duofu's face, which was all scrunched up like a bun, he sighed deeply. He couldn't lose face in front of Duofu.

Fourth Prince Yinzhen looked around and saw that besides a bowl of bitter medicine residue, there was a small plate with a few dried fruits. He took a deep breath.

Su Peisheng glanced at the Fourth Prince Yinzhen. The master and servant seemed to understand each other perfectly, and Su Peisheng handed the small bowl of dried fruit to the Fourth Prince Yinzhen first.

Duofu suddenly smelled a sweet and sour plum aroma, opened his eyes, and saw that the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, was holding a small dish of dried fruit.

Thinking it was meant for him, he stretched out his chubby paws and grabbed a handful from the plate without any hesitation, leaving only two or three left on that small plate.

There weren't many in total; four or five were found in Duofu's chubby paws.

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, gave Duofu a deep look. Duofu didn't understand the meaning behind Yinzhen's look and, still naively thinking that he was definitely going to take her away, quickly explained.

"It's sour...which is good for digestion..."

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

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

Fourth Prince Yinzhen quickly picked up the medicine bowl, brought it to his lips, and gulped it down. Before the bitter medicine dregs reached his stomach, he stuffed two dried fruits into his mouth.

That's when I felt alive again. It was sweet, truly the best taste in the world.

Duofu glanced at the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, ate all the dried fruit on the plate, and quickly stuffed the fruit he was holding into his mouth, afraid that he would be told he had eaten too much and that he wouldn't be allowed to eat anymore.

Duofu popped one in his mouth, intending to close his eyes and savor the sweet and sour plum flavor.

The dried fruit flavor exploded in the mouth, an irresistibly sweet taste that instantly filled the baby's entire oral cavity.

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

Duofu looked at the four incredibly sweet dried fruits in his hand, then slapped them back onto the plate.

Duofu stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment. How could the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, eat this dried fruit without any expression on his face, and instead seem to be enjoying it quite a bit?

He must have eaten a lot of sweets; it was like he'd swallowed a huge mouthful of honey, 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 misjudged them. In fact, his human servant, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, had not eaten any dried fruit.

Before he could make a move, the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, stretched out his long, slender, white hand, expressionless. He took two more pieces from the dish and, without a trace of emotion, popped them into his mouth.

The little baby, Duofu, stared intently at the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, who was puffing out his cheeks. His mouth was slightly open in surprise, with some unknown liquid slowly dripping down.