The two little girls put Duofu on the bed in the room and then went out to do their chores.
Duofu felt dizzy and his mind was foggy. He tossed and turned on the bed, and the unfamiliar smell made him even more confused.
Why does it smell like roses now? Where's his bamboo scent? Did Fourth Brother change his incense?
That shouldn't be the case. No matter how you change it, it can't possibly be changed to a rose scent.
Duofu's face was full of resistance. He closed his eyes and whimpered on the bed, repeatedly saying no.
"Fourth Brother, no...uh...I don't want...roses, I want bamboo, I want bamboo...uh...umm...change it back for me."
"Fourth Brother, my head hurts...it hurts so much...I want a hug..."
Green Willow sat on the edge of the carved wooden bed, somewhat at a loss. It was her first time serving a drunken young master.
I just stood up, intending to reach out and take off Duofu's coat so he could lie down more comfortably.
Qianqian's slender hands had only unbuttoned the second button, and her jacket wasn't even completely off, when she heard the door slam shut.
The young woman, Green Willow, was shocked and turned to look at the doorway. She saw a tall, slender young man dressed in a dark green robe, with a face as black as ink, staring at her with icy eyes.
"ah……"
Startled by that look, Green Willow couldn't help but lean against Duofu on the bed. However, before she could fall, the indifferent young man ruthlessly threw her aside.
The Fourth Prince looked at the girl in the green dress lying on the ground with cold, sinister eyes. His voice was calm but terrifying.
"Which hand just touched my Duoduo?"
Green Willow trembled uncontrollably. Where did this living Yama come from? His aura was terrifying. She felt like his gaze just now was enough to want to tear her to pieces.
She didn't do anything special; she just wanted to help the young master relax.
Of course, Green Willow didn't have the guts to speak her mind. She was certain that if she mentioned a man who had suddenly appeared, he would take her life.
The way he looked at her just now was as if he were looking at lifeless flowers and plants. Such a person must be in a high position and doesn't care about the servants below him.
The young lady, Green Willow, lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "I... I was just about to help the young master take off his clothes, but he was drunk and it was uncomfortable for him to wear his outer clothes. I haven't done anything yet."
Duofu had no idea what was happening in the room.
He feels really uncomfortable right now, and his whole body feels hot. He doesn't know if he's wearing too many clothes today, otherwise why is he so hot?
The little mouth started involuntarily giving orders, naturally calling out the most natural words when drunk.
"Fourth...Brother, mmm...I'm hot...Hurry up and help me take it off...Fourth...Brother...Fourth Brother...Mmm...It's hot..."
Duofu twisted and turned on the unfamiliar bed, feeling that this carved bed was a bit harder. The smell was wrong, and even the bed board was harder. It was really outrageous.
After calling for a long time without receiving a response, Duofu realized that the Fourth Prince might not be there, so he started calling him by a different name.
"Su... Peisheng, where are you? Quickly help me take this off, it's so hot... so hot... the taste is wrong... change it back, change it back... no... no this... um..."
The young lady, Green Willow, had already been asked to leave the room by Su Peisheng. As soon as she stepped into the room, she heard this little darling calling her name.
Su Peisheng didn't dare to utter a single word. He simply lifted his leg out again and stood motionless at the door, guarding it.
He pretended not to hear it. He only had one life, and he couldn't stand his little master yelling like that. He was just drawing all of his master's anger onto him.
He obediently guarded the door for his master. In any case, given how much the little ancestor was favored, the master couldn't do anything to him.
The little ancestor should take responsibility for the trouble he caused. He can't afford to take responsibility for the trouble he caused this time. He's not as important as the little ancestor in the master's eyes.
Although Su Peisheng said he didn't care, he was still listening intently to what was happening inside. He was a little worried that his master's anger was too deep and that he might hit the little ancestor.
If they have a falling out, Su Peisheng will be the one who suffers.
Being a servant is so hard. In his next life, he wants to be a dog, the kind of little master who does nothing all day but eat, drink, and play, and is pampered by his master.
Inside, one could only vaguely hear the little ancestor saying something, while their own master remained completely silent.
Duofu was so hot he couldn't stand it anymore. He opened his eyes groggily and saw his good human standing there by the bed, not even responding to him. He immediately got angry.
"Fourth Brother, why aren't you answering me? I feel terrible... I need water... I need to take off my clothes... Waaaaah... You're ignoring me... Didn't you... didn't you keep another dog outside? That's why you're ignoring me, you heartless man, you're keeping another dog outside behind my back... Waaaaah..."
Duofu's mind is a complete mess right now. All he knows is that his owner is ignoring him. His owner is actually ignoring him! Is this some kind of rebellion? This is too much!
The Fourth Prince's usually cold and stern face now showed some helplessness. How could he possibly argue with a drunkard?
We should settle accounts tomorrow, after this little devil has sobered up.
The Fourth Prince didn't pour him any water. He thought everything here was dirty, so he went up and took off Duofu's coat, throwing it on the ground. The coat reeked of alcohol and rouge, and Duofu's previously relaxed expression turned dark again.
Duofu didn't care how dark his owner Shiguang's face was. He kept rubbing against him, muttering things like "heartless man" and "unfaithful man."
The Fourth Prince's face darkened, his eyes overflowing with helplessness. Who was the heartless bastard here? A faithless man, using all sorts of words indiscriminately. He really shouldn't have been allowed to read so many storybooks.
The Fourth Prince gently patted Duofu's rosy cheeks, his voice trying to sound a little stiff.
"Duofu, change back to normal, and I'll take you back."
The Fourth Prince doesn't want to give this little brat a good look right now, lest he become unruly. He dares to come to these places even with the prince by his side. If he were ever left alone in the capital, the prince would be visiting brothels every day.
Now that he's grown up, he's harder to manage. Everything is new and interesting to him. He understands everything very quickly, but when it comes to things his father wants him to know, his mind becomes so rigid, lacking his usual cleverness.
Duofu would never be happy about that!
And I also heard his pet owner call him Duofu. Is it okay for him to call someone Duofu?
He has to call him "Little Ancestor," but he's his ancestor! How can anyone talk to him like that?
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