Duofu no longer looked so resistant as before.

The Fourth Prince finally breathed a sigh of relief. The way Duofu had resisted him earlier had made him feel very uncomfortable, and he never wanted to see that happen to Duofu again.

I checked his belly; it was still round and bulging. He must have eaten too much tonight without my help.

He picked up Duofu in his arms, opened the door to the room, and planned to take Duofu for a walk in the courtyard to digest his food.

Su Peisheng had already cleared the area of ​​people; only Su Peisheng and the lanterns hanging everywhere remained in the courtyard.

Duofu is now full, and his temper has just been appeased, so he's happy to go for a stroll.

The Fourth Prince watched as Duofu, who had barely taken a few steps, transformed and began running around the courtyard on its four paws. The speed was not very fast, just about the same as the distance between the Fourth Prince's two long legs.

The Fourth Prince looked at the chubby little thing under the lamplight, and his eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

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In the following days, the Fourth Prince could be said to have been very demanding of Duofu, and as long as it wasn't too excessive, the Fourth Prince didn't refuse.

For example, yesterday, Duofu asked the kitchen to serve him eight pork knuckles, but the Fourth Prince refused with a long face. Instead, of the four pork knuckles that should have gone into Duofu's stomach, only two went in.

For the first time ever, the Fourth Prince ate one himself, and said he would give the other to Su Peisheng. In the end, Duofu only had two in his belly.

Duofu couldn't possibly be so heartless as to not let the Fourth Prince eat a braised pork knuckle, nor would he let Su Peisheng, who serves him every day, eat one.

Duofu learned his lesson and never asked to eat eight pork knuckles at once again.

However, this doesn't change the fact that he will only have two pork knuckles per meal at most from now on.

As for the rest, as long as it wasn't related to food, the Fourth Prince nodded without even thinking.

It's not that he doesn't let Duofu eat, it's just that he can't let him overeat. He can't spoil his Duofu.

The Fourth Prince has been quite busy lately. He wanted to get out of the Imperial Study as soon as possible to do things for his father, the Emperor, since the imperial decree for the marriage had already been issued.

Just three months later, he was to marry his wife.

Since Duofu's unusual emotional state last time, the Fourth Prince has been paying close attention to his son Duofu's emotional changes these days.

He wondered if he had been too busy lately and had neglected his pet dog, Duofu.

This made Duofu worry, as if he was afraid Duofu would abandon him.

The Fourth Prince felt a sweet warmth at this thought, which showed that Duofu still cared about him quite a bit.

But this little devil of his is really overthinking things. He must be so idle every day that he thinks about things that are impossible.

The Fourth Prince glanced at a certain little dumpling sitting on the cushions in the study, pinching its bottom and counting the gold cars.

The Fourth Prince pinched the space between his eyebrows with his right hand. He felt that he should start Duofu's early education, as he was already about four or five years old.

If we don't start early education now, we'll fall behind later. He started his early education when he was two or three years old.

When Duofu was two or three years old, the Fourth Prince originally wanted to personally teach him to read.

But back then, whenever he mentioned studying, he would wiggle his bottom and hide from everyone, or stare at him with his big, teary eyes.

At that time, the Fourth Prince's heart wasn't hard enough, and he couldn't resist at all.

Not to mention those big, teary eyes; they softened his heart.

The way she turned her buttocks towards him was absolutely melting.

And so it's been dragged on until now.

The Fourth Prince watched as Duofu, chubby and plump, clutched a gold and jeweled carriage in each hand, and grinned from ear to ear.

The animal he raised really loves to eat and loves money, and can't stand hardship or fatigue.

Most importantly, she can't stand being wronged and has a terrible temper.

If it weren't for him raising her, who in the world could raise this temperamental little tyrant?

When the Fourth Prince saw the rows of glittering gold and jeweled carriages on the cushions, he thought of the time when he married his wife. It was almost time for Duofu to celebrate his birthday.

What gift should I give him this year?

The Fourth Prince saw Duofu holding the gold with a satisfied expression on his face, his eyes seemingly shining.

Alright.

No need to think about it anymore, I'll just use a gold-level proxy to build a certain series.

That way, every time I play with toys, I won't only want to play with those little golden cars.

Duofu wore a jacket with gold thread today, and the whole garment looked very expensive.

Duofu was fascinated by the garment; every gold thread shone in the sunlight, making him look like a glittering piece of gold when he stood there.

Duofu still hadn't figured out exactly how many gold threads were on his clothes.

Every time he put it on, he would excitedly count the items, but he would never finish counting them before his attention was drawn to something else.

Sometimes it was the Fourth Prince who brought out the delicious pastries, and sometimes I was just too sleepy to count them.

Duofu's outfit today was his own request; he had two small buns on his head, each tied with a hollow gold ingot, making him look very expensive.

She was wearing a gold necklace around her neck, which she didn't know when the Fourth Prince had given it to her.

Even the tiger-head shoes on her feet had a large pearl on the top.

Duofu was radiant with gold, the sunlight streaming in from the window shimmering on his gold-embroidered clothes, making him look like a golden boy of Guanyin.

Although the Fourth Prince disapproved of his son Duofu's glittering gold attire, which made him look like a nouveau riche.

But Duofu is just too materialistic; he likes all that gold and silver.

He doesn't care about anything else.

The Fourth Prince got up and went to the soft cushion. He picked up Duofu, who was still enthusiastically arranging the carriages, and placed him on his lap, speaking in a tone of discussion.

"Duoduo, you're getting old enough, shouldn't you start learning to read from your grandfather?"

Duofu ignored everything outside the window, pretending not to understand, and kept his head down fiddling with the little golden car with blue gemstones.

The Fourth Prince had already anticipated this when he saw the uncooperative look on the little dumpling in his arms.

Instead of being in a hurry, they patiently changed their approach.

"Look at you, eating and drinking all day long, isn't that a bit boring?"

"If you start reading, you'll definitely be just as happy as I was back then."

"Dodo can learn many new things from books."

The Fourth Prince looked at Duofu with anticipation, hoping that Duofu would nod in agreement.

Duofu was not tempted in the slightest. He had no desire to study in this life; he had studied enough in his previous life.

All he wanted in his life was to be a carefree, unambitious person, living a life of ease and comfort under the protection of the Fourth Prince, with plenty of food, drink, and money.

Who would do something so thankless and exhausting?

Even if they were all turned into dogs, they would still be forced to study. Even God wouldn't do that.

Duofu twisted his body, wanting to get down from the Fourth Prince's arms, unwilling to stay there and listen to his nagging.

Looking at the image of Duofuyao in his arms, the Fourth Prince felt he had come up with a brilliant idea. Otherwise, this lazybones he had raised would never have been allowed to start his education.