Cheerful, lively Duofu, and reserved, cold Yongzheng.
Duofu, a young man who had just entered university, tragically died before he could even enjoy his wonderful four years of college life.<...
None of the children she gave birth to survived to their first birthday.
"You shouldn't be sad right now. You should try to win over your current mother and make her like you more. That way, your life in the harem will be easier in the future."
Duofu continued his rambling complaints.
“Look at the life you’ve been living these past few months, it’s not as comfortable as it used to be.”
"Everything costs money, and sometimes the money spent doesn't even get the job done well. The food delivered isn't as good as it used to be."
"Even my dog meal is no longer acceptable; there are so many snobbish people in this harem."
“They thought you had fallen out of favor and immediately became snobbish. You’re only a little six years old, and they dare to fawn over you.”
Duofu took a deep breath, then immediately inhaled, barking incessantly.
"Without the emperor's favor in this harem, even you, as a prince, can't live a good life. Think about it, your mother, Tong, no longer lets you go to Chengqian Palace. Apart from the time you can see your father in the Imperial Study, when have you ever seen him alone?"
"Your emperor father now only has eyes for your crown prince brother."
“His other sons are no longer important.”
"Anyway, no matter what the reason, you are not favored by your father now. Your favor is all because of Consort Tong. You must hold on to it tightly."
Duofu's throat was dry from barking so much. He closed his mouth, feeling a bit thirsty and wanting to drink some water.
He immediately gave his pet owner a look, and the pet owner poured him a glass of water.
During these months of living and working together.
He and the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, had already developed a good rapport.
The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, had already silently wiped away his tears while Duofu was barking.
I saw Duofu's paw gesture.
He picked up the teapot, poured out a cup of water, and carefully held it up to Duofu's lips.
Duofu shook his head, looking like a promising young man.
"That's right, that's right. But what's there to cry about now? You can cry when you're really abandoned."
"Crying now is a waste of your precious tears. You are destined to be an emperor."
Duofu licked most of the water out of the cup.
Feeling no longer thirsty, I pushed the cup away, indicating that it should be put back.