Duofu came running over, reaching out to hug him; he was now very eager to share and gossip.

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

In the blink of an eye, the Fourth Prince has grown from a little dumpling into a handsome young man.

He has a rather cold appearance, and the older he gets, the more he likes to keep a straight face. People who don't know him might think that the entire Forbidden City owes him money.

Duofu could smell the clean, pure bamboo scent emanating from him; it still smelled wonderful no matter how much time had passed.

No wonder the Fourth Prince hasn't changed this spice all these years.

Duofu was thinking about his clothes. He originally wanted to ask Su Peisheng to dye them with the flavor of roasted pig's trotters, preferably giving each piece of clothing a meaty smell. However, this brilliant idea was interrupted by the Fourth Prince before it could be implemented.

They directly utilized the power of the feudal patriarch and even gave him the flavor of bamboo.

However, he always felt that the Fourth Prince smelled better than him.

Duofu felt that the refreshing scent of bamboo was increasingly matching the Fourth Prince's overall demeanor.

Duofu asked questions in a childish voice that were completely out of character for someone his age.

"Fourth Brother, I saw two of your princesses in the East Courtyard today... They're both pretty, hehe, Brother, which one do you like better?"

Duofu looked at the Fourth Prince holding him with a grin, his eyes full of curiosity.

He also wanted to know which of the four princes, Yinzhen, actually preferred in history.

The Fourth Prince had a dark expression on his face, staring at Duofu's backside with unfriendly eyes.

Duofu understood the meaning of the threat and quickly covered his chubby bottom with his chubby little hands. He was so big, how could he be spanked?

He's no longer that two- or three-year-old toddler. Now that he's grown up, the Fourth Prince still keeps staring at his bottom.

His actual mental age is over twenty, and it's a shameful thing for him to be spanked by a teenager.

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

"Fourth Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have asked that question, sob sob sob, you promised you wouldn't spank me again."

“You also said that I’m all grown up and shouldn’t be spanked anymore.”

Duofu quickly covered the Fourth Prince's eyes with his hands, preventing those threatening eyes from staring at his backside and making him feel uneasy.

He shouldn't have acted like that.

How could he put an animated image on the head of the King of Hell?

The Fourth Prince bounced the chubby baby in his arms. The baby seemed to have gained a few more pounds. He wondered how his lazy little fat boy had ended up in 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 grasp the deeper meaning and answered casually.

"I chased after a colorful butterfly. Its wings were golden in the sunlight. It was so beautiful, like it was sprinkled with gold dust. I chased it all the way to the east courtyard."

"I saw two pretty young ladies inside. They weren't dressed as palace maids. I overheard the servants chatting and they said they were your princesses."

Duofu Xiaopang's face was full of envy, and he asked in an innocent tone.

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

Duofu Xiaopang's face was full of anticipation, and his two eyes were sparkling.

The Fourth Prince paused for a moment, scanning the chubby little dumpling in his arms from head to toe. The dumpling still smelled strongly of milk. He then laughed and scolded.

"You little brat, you're not even fully grown yet, and you're already thinking about having a princess."

"When you grow up, I'll find you the best one in the Forbidden City."

Upon hearing the Fourth Prince's assurance, Duofu's smile widened, revealing his dimples.

The Fourth Prince felt uneasy. His own son hadn't even grown up yet, and he was already thinking about other people. This was a truly unpleasant feeling.

Duofu is currently in a very good mood, and he is also very resistant to feudal remnants.

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

The Fourth Prince carried the chubby little boy into the house, responding verbally, but in his heart he was thinking, "How could it be such a coincidence?"

Then they ran to the east courtyard.

He had specifically instructed Su Peisheng to have his men keep an eye on Hao Duofu and not let him wander off to the east. A hint of confusion flashed in the Fourth Prince's cold eyes.

Anyway, he doesn't want the women in his backyard to run into his precious Duofu.

Duofu didn't care what the Fourth Prince was thinking, who was looking forward to what kind of wife he would marry when he grew up.

The Fourth Prince said that if he wanted to find someone from the Forbidden City, then it must be the most beautiful woman in the Forbidden City. He had seen quite a few concubines in recent years, and each of the concubines in Kangxi's harem had her own merits. If he had to say which one he found most pleasing to the eye, it would be the one he liked the most.

She should belong to the deceased Empress Tong. She has the look of a woman from Jiangnan, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a gentle and graceful temperament.

Duofu liked such a beautiful woman, and he thought that his requirements were not high. When the Fourth Prince went to Jiangnan with Kangxi, he would take him along and find him a girl from Jiangnan.

The Fourth Prince put down his teacup, looked at Duofu who had been grinning foolishly since entering the room, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly involuntarily.

"What? You're so young and you already want a wife? Do you want to leave the master?"

Duofu seemed to only then realize what was happening, and he could hear a hint of sourness in the Fourth Prince's tone.

Duofu reached out and hugged the Fourth Prince's arm, nuzzling his head against him with a fawning smile on his round face.

"What are you saying? Fourth Brother, I never want to leave you in this lifetime."

Duofu's bright eyes darted around. He didn't want to leave. By the time he grew up, the Fourth Prince would probably have a lot of power, and that would be the time to live a good life.

There's no such thing as a bad life spent together. He leaves as soon as the good times arrive.

He couldn't bear to part with it.

He's not stupid; he's got brains.

Judging from how much the Fourth Prince cares about me now, he shouldn't be much worse than his future Thirteenth Prince.

If he could be granted the title of "Iron-Cap Prince" at that time, it would be an incredible stroke of luck for his ancestors, and he would be on the first page of the family genealogy.

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

Seeing the Fourth Prince's cold face, Duofu wisely shut his mouth. He swore that if he had asked such a question...

No matter how much the Fourth Prince dotes on his little bottom, he can't escape a beating today.

Duofu felt a pang of sympathy. He decided to wait until the boy was older before asking him about it, as the experience of being spanked last time was too tragic.

He doesn't really want to experience it again lately; it's just too humiliating.