Under the meticulous care of the imperial physicians and Su Peisheng, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen improved day by day.

Now I can eat anything except porridge.

Seeing that the Fourth Prince Yinzhen was getting better every day, Duofu felt extremely relieved.

Especially today, Su Peisheng brought over not only white porridge but also other dishes.

Duofu looked at the plates of easily digestible pastries and the small bowls of soup.

The tail behind it started moving uncontrollably.

The four chubby, well-packaged paws had already scabbed over; Su Peisheng had already unpacked them yesterday.

Duofu has almost regained his former agility.

Before Duofu got injured, he had a chubby belly and a fleshy bottom. In addition, he didn't like to go out and run around. He would eat and sleep, and then eat again after sleeping.

Su Peisheng kept complaining that his master was like a little pig he was raising. He would eat and sleep, and sleep and eat, unlike other harem dogs who would run around after eating.

However, Su Peisheng now felt that Duofu was different from the other dogs in the harem; none of them were as clever and humane as him.

These past few days, while staying at this place, Duofu has never had a full meal; he's only had enough water to fill his stomach.

I haven't seen Duofu act as boisterously as before.

My master recently seemed to be struggling to lift Duofu, so he planned to reduce Duofu's daily food intake and have someone take him out for more exercise.

I'm worried that eating too much like that will affect his health.

Little did anyone know that during that time, Duofu was not fed enough and would cling to his master every day, acting spoiled.

As soon as they see their master, they run over to rub against him and hug him, staring at him with their big, round, pitiful eyes, and then letting out a few cute little cries.

The master couldn't hold on for even a day, so he had more food served to him.

After eating, they simply asked someone to take Duofu out for a walk, and never complained about Duofu gaining weight again.

It's just that Duofu is growing and should eat more.

Who in the palace keeps dogs that are as loyal and clever as their masters?

Now, Su Peisheng is increasingly satisfied with Duofu.

Duofu only saw Su Peisheng, who first took a piece of cake from each of the pastry plates and placed it in front of Duofu.

Duofu didn't know the meaning of politeness and buried his head in his food, not forgetting to urge the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, to eat quickly.

"Woof woof woof woof." Little bun, hurry up and eat! Eat more so you'll have more energy. You're still weak, so eat more to get better faster.

"Woof woof woof." Look how hungry you are, you're almost too hungry to even make steamed buns anymore.

Dofu looked at his belly and four paws and felt a sense of frustration.

"Woof woof woof." I've also lost weight. Once you're better, I'll definitely eat my money back, otherwise I'll have lost a lot.

"Woof woof woof." Eat more, get better soon.

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, watched with heartache as Duofu wolfed down his food.

"Su Peisheng, bring another small bowl and give half of this soup to Duofu. I can't eat this much either."

Su Peisheng looked at the small bowl of soup, which was smaller than the palm of his hand.

Under the irresistible gaze of the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, Su Peisheng still didn't say anything, obediently took another one, and carefully poured 1/3 of the soup from the earthenware pot.

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, looked at it, shook his head, and said firmly.

"Not enough, pour some more, half for Grandpa and half for Duofu."

Duofu looked at the soup that had been brought to him and shook his head. Although he wasn't full yet, he knew that this soup was only for the Fourth Prince Yinzhen to nourish his body, and that it wouldn't matter if he ate a little less.

He was afraid that if the Fourth Prince Yinzhen ate one less bite, his recovery would be even slower, and Duofu would be heartbroken.

Duofu felt as if he could smell meat broth in his nose, and because he had lost weight, his two big eyes looked even bigger.

There's no meat in this soup. Could it be cooked over heat? Duofu squinted and took a deep breath. It smells so good!

He shook his head vigorously and pulled his head back down.

"Woof woof woof." You eat first, and if you're really full and can't eat anymore, then I'll eat.

Duofu smelled this aroma so strongly that he felt hookworms crawling out of his stomach. He really wanted to eat it; it smelled like meat.

Since falling ill, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen has been eating nothing but plain porridge, receiving absolutely no nutrition.

Duofu couldn't say anything, and he also heard Su Peisheng say that in the past, when the Fourth Prince Yinzhen was sick and had a fever, he would first have to fast for a few days to empty his stomach and intestines so that he could fight off the disease on his own.

Anyway, what Duofu said was that no matter what illness you had, he would first starve you for a few meals. If you got better after a few meals of starvation, then there would be nothing to worry about. If you still didn't get better, he would prescribe some medicine.

Duofu was incredulous when he heard that. Shouldn't someone who is sick eat better to replenish their nutrition, so they have the strength to fight off the virus and boost their immunity?

Where did I come from?

The imperial physicians in Emperor Kangxi's harem used different methods to treat various ailments.

What's this called?

Clearing treatment method.

In the past six months since Duofu came, he has never seen the Fourth Prince Yinzhen get sick. Has he ever witnessed the Qing Dynasty's starvation therapy?

No wonder Su Peisheng usually liked to hide some pastries on his person; it turns out that not only he could eat them, but the Fourth Prince Yinzhen could too.

Duofu looked at the man lying on the bed with pity; his body was covered with large, chickenpox-like bumps, and even his handsome face was covered with more than a dozen large chickenpox bumps.

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, had his hands wrapped in soft cloth, for fear that he would lose control and scratch his face.

If you scratch your face, that's a real problem. You might never be able to ascend the throne because of it.

That would be infuriating! He survived smallpox, but was denied the throne just because of the marks left on his face.

Regardless of whether the Fourth Prince Yinzhen would be so angry that he wanted to die, Duofu certainly would be.

This transformed him from the emperor's lackey into a prince's lackey.

The difference in treatment was too great; he was originally second only to the emperor.

As a prince, he could only act recklessly within his princely residence.

Whenever Duofu was awake, he would keep his eyes fixed on the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, afraid that he might accidentally scratch his handsome face.

Duofu had finished eating the pastries and was now keeping a close eye on the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, as he ate.

"Woof woof woof." Eat quickly, eat quickly.

It even pushed the fragrant soup in front of it forward with its paw.

"I'll eat after you're full. I'm not the kind of person who would abandon you just for food."

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, understood Duofu's meaning. A big smile appeared on his face, with a small dimple on the right side, something he hadn't noticed before.

Although the Fourth Prince could smile before, it had never been this wide; that little dimple had never appeared in front of Duofu before.

Duofu looked very surprised and pointed his paw at the right side of the Fourth Prince Yinzhen's cheek.

"Woof woof woof." Little dumpling, you have a dimple, so cute!

The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, had a slightly stiff look in his eyes. He quickly withdrew his smile and continued drinking his soup as if nothing had happened.