For a while, Duofu liked to wander around that greenhouse. He would often reach out and pluck a few chrysanthemums to put in his mouth, feeling that these precious flowers must taste and have better effects.
Duofu also wanted to eat more to improve his demeanor. Maybe if he ate a few more chrysanthemums, he would also have that chrysanthemum-like elegance.
It feels like a waste not to eat a few of them; letting them bloom one by one and then slowly wither is simply a terrible waste.
Duofu always liked to catch those hydrangea-like flowers, catching them one by one until a whole chrysanthemum was bald, which gave him an unexpected sense of accomplishment.
When the Fourth Prince discovered this, he wasn't upset. Instead, he had someone place a chrysanthemum in the room every day.
Every day is different, whether it's the color or the shape, so you can go a whole week without seeing the exact same thing again.
Moreover, various kinds of chrysanthemum cakes gradually appeared on his table, even their colors were the same as chrysanthemums, sometimes dark green, sometimes fiery red, and sometimes the color of gold.
Duofu likes those gold things the most; they feel precious when he eats them.
The chrysanthemums in the room all look different. Some resemble hydrangeas or curly hair, some look like dragon claws, and some look like crab claws that Duofu likes to eat. In short, they each have their own beauty and are very beautiful.
Duofu likes to take a bite out of everyone; he's incredibly generous, never neglecting any chrysanthemum.
Duofu sniffed the fiery red chrysanthemum next to him. It was truly festive today; even the chrysanthemums had been given a red makeover.
Although this chrysanthemum is very festive, its fragrance is still so delicate and elegant, as if it is untouched by dust.
Duofu felt that if he ate a few more chrysanthemums, he might also acquire that refined and elegant temperament.
Thinking of this, Duofu stretched out his paw and unceremoniously peeled off a long petal from the red chrysanthemum in front of him and put it in his mouth.
Su Peisheng didn't stop them. These chrysanthemums were just to create an atmosphere. He knew very well which was more important.
In the Fourth Prince's heart, the chubby little puppy he was holding was definitely more important than these chrysanthemums or the princess who had not yet entered the family.
He doesn't know what will happen in the future, but right now, this little darling in his arms is definitely more important.
After Duofu finished eating a whole bowl of steamed egg custard, the Fourth Prince finally finished fixing his decorations. Duofu looked at the Fourth Prince, who was dressed so festively, with sparkling eyes.
Duofu noticed that the Fourth Prince looked quite good in red and green. His skin was already fair, and wearing these bright colors made him look youthful and spirited, without the calm and mature air that some people usually have.
Duofu still prefers the Fourth Prince to wear brighter colors. Those gray, light blue, and gray-blue series of elegant and calm clothes are not necessarily bad.
Perhaps because I've seen it so many times, I always feel that this red dress is exceptionally beautiful.
Duofu wanted to run onto the Fourth Prince, but Su Peisheng was in a dilemma. Today was the Fourth Prince's big day. If the little devil in his arms wasn't careful and pulled the Fourth Prince's clothes up again, there wouldn't be any clean clothes to change into.
The Fourth Prince ignored Su Peisheng, who was still hesitating, and took Duofu from his arms, bouncing him up and down.
On this joyous day, the Fourth Prince was unusually in a good mood, his smile radiating from his lips and eyes. Whether it was his soon-to-be-married wife or his upcoming stint working in the court, everything was something to be happy about.
The Fourth Prince kissed Duofu's head gently, his voice soft and tinged with a smile.
"Duoduo, today I'm marrying my wife. Aren't you happy for me?"
Duofu nodded his head, looking at the Fourth Prince who was grinning like he'd found money.
He was quite happy. The Fourth Prince had grown from a chubby little boy into a tall and handsome young man, and was now of marriageable age in ancient times.
He was quite emotional, realizing how tough it had been for him all these years, raising his pet owner to adulthood.
Duofu was quite proud, thinking that he hadn't missed a single thing in all these years of accompanying others to eat, drink, and sleep.
Duofu felt that the Fourth Prince was able to grow up so healthily, and that was largely due to his efforts.
Duofu looked at the Fourth Prince with a gratified expression, his face strangely bearing the look of a proud father, hoping his son would become a dragon among men.
The Fourth Prince's lips twitched involuntarily. He really had raised a little devil. If he wasn't disciplined for three days, this little tyrant would climb onto the roof and tear down the covers.
The Fourth Prince narrowed his eyes dangerously, but his voice remained as casual and relaxed as ever.
"Duoduo, how are you feeling right now?"
Without a second thought, Duofu raised its head and barked loudly.
"Woof woof woof woof." Not bad, my human has grown up today and is getting married. All those years of hard work and dedication I put in, finally raising that crybaby into an adult...
The Fourth Prince pressed his palate. Today was the day of the grand washing ceremony, and he originally did not want to be rough, but seeing the little darling in his arms was just too infuriating.
What does it mean to cry easily? What does it mean to have worked hard and made great contributions?
When has he ever cried?
And those who have made great contributions.
This little, innocent dog in my arms can't stand any hardship.
The pet owner didn't understand, but he had a feeling it wasn't a good thing.
Marrying a wife should mean marrying a Fujin (a high-ranking official's wife).
The Fourth Prince patted Duofu's wriggling bottom without any politeness, staring at him with a half-smile.
"Duoduo, I'll give you one more chance. Think it through before you answer."
Duofu snapped out of his daze, his eyes darting away. How could he have blurted out what was on his mind?
Although all of this is true, he feels it is true nonetheless.
The Fourth Prince would definitely not admit it.
Duofu licked his lips, carefully chose his words, and looked at the Fourth Prince with sincere eyes.
"Woof woof woof woof." What I just said doesn't count. It's because you're getting married today, and I... I'm so excited that I'm just rambling a bit.
"Woof woof woof woof." You've had a tough time all these years, raising me, Duofu. Look how well you've raised me, fair and rosy-cheeked.
"Woof woof woof." It's because you've worked so hard and never complained that I'm the one who cries so easily and is too spoiled.
The Fourth Prince's half-smile faded, replaced by amusement in his eyes. He extended his slender, fair right hand and tapped Duofu's head.
"Duoduo, you still want to support me? Fine, when it's time for your early education, you'll have to work hard."
"Otherwise, how could you afford to support me? My food, clothing, and shelter are all very expensive."
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