Crown Prince Yinreng felt a headache coming on when he thought of his eldest son, who was born a little earlier than him.
I don't know why, but he's been keeping an eye on him since he was a child, hoping to find something wrong with him and complain to the Emperor.
Looking at the meek and obedient Fourth Prince in front of him, it's clear that his own adopted younger brother is easier to manage.
Not only will it avoid causing trouble for itself, it will also clean up its own mess.
Thinking of this, Crown Prince Yinreng's expression softened, and his tone became gentle and approachable: "Alright, Fourth Brother. Second Brother doesn't need your help here anymore. Go back with your stupid dog."
The Fourth Prince's face remained expressionless, but he was not comfortable inside. How was his Duofu stupid?
All the dogs in the entire Forbidden City combined weren't as clever as Duofu.
Duofu was also unhappy. This prince was a waste of such a handsome face; he was so bad at speaking.
They either say he's ugly or he's stupid; they really don't know how to talk.
No matter how ugly or stupid he is, his owner has praised him for being good-looking more than once, saying that his fur is golden and dazzling.
It is the most beautiful dog in the entire Forbidden City, and also the most clever.
This crown prince has poor judgment; no wonder he was deposed by Emperor Kangxi twice. It must be because he lacked discernment, had few good people around him, did many bad things, and had no smart people to clean up his messes.
If Emperor Kangxi didn't depose him, who would he depose?
Duofu looked at the handsome Crown Prince and thought it was such a waste of such a good-looking face. Then he turned his head to look at his own cat owner and thought that no matter how he looked at it, his own cat owner was much more attractive.
Although my pet owner isn't the most handsome one in the Forbidden City, he definitely has the best temperament.
Duofu's eyes sparkled as he looked at the Fourth Prince, his eyes wide and round as he stared intently at his pet owner.
The Fourth Prince had just gotten up and looked down when he caught sight of his little darling staring at him with big, shining eyes.
The Fourth Prince tied his long eyelashes. Was there something dirty on his face?
Otherwise, why would the little ancestor look like that? As the Fourth Prince bowed and took his leave, he asked the little ancestor in his arms in a low voice, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face that made Duo Duo's eyes widen?"
Duofu was enjoying the view at that moment, and shook his head, saying in a cheerful tone: "Human, you look really good today, much better looking than that prince. That prince has problems with his eyes and mouth, it's such a waste that he has such a good-looking face."
Upon hearing this, the Fourth Prince lowered his head and chuckled softly, patting Duofu's little head with his right hand. His little darling really held a grudge.
It was his second brother, the Crown Prince, who said something wrong.
To say that his little ancestor is rustic and ugly is an understatement.
The Fourth Prince didn't think he could find a dog in the Forbidden City more handsome than his own, Duofu.
Just as he stepped out of the courtyard, the Fourth Prince lifted Duofu up and gently kissed him on the forehead, his voice tender and doting: "Yes, Duoduo is right. Second Brother's eyesight has indeed deteriorated recently. My Duoduo is so handsome; there's no one more handsome than you in the entire Forbidden City."
Su Peisheng, who was following behind, did not find this action particularly surprising.
But the guards who were guarding the courtyard happened to witness this scene. They stared at each other, their faces full of disbelief that the person who had just been kissing the dog was the Fourth Prince.
Especially since it's my own mongrel dog.
Only when you see the shock in each other's eyes do you realize you weren't seeing things.
It turns out that the rumors about the Fourth Prince's love for dogs were not unfounded. In the past, they had just taken it as a joke and no one would have believed that the Fourth Prince, who always had a cold face, would fall in love with a fluffy dog.
These kinds of pets are usually things that young ladies and noblewomen from secluded families like.
Especially the little dumpling that the Fourth Prince was holding; it just didn't match his overall demeanor at all.
The Fourth Prince ignored the glaring eyes of the guards behind him and happily planned to take his son, Duofu, outside for a stroll.
We won't be eating in the courtyard today; we'll be going to Manxianglou restaurant outside. My little darling said last time that their duck is delicious.
Seeing that the Fourth Prince didn't carry him back to the courtyard but instead walked towards the street outside, Duofu immediately forgot his earlier displeasure and excitedly asked, "Fourth Brother, are we going out to eat today? Where are we going? Where are we going? I want to eat those Four Happiness Meatballs again."
Duofu still prefers to go outside and experience the hustle and bustle of everyday life. He gets tired of staying in the yard all day eating and sleeping.
Going outside to see if I could sell goods by going door-to-door in the streets and alleys made me feel extremely happy, and it made me feel that it's so good to be alive.
In fact, living such an easy life gives him more energy to continue living a life of idleness and waiting to die.
Duofu was carried onto the carriage, which quickly headed northwest. That direction was filled with restaurants, shops, and street vendors, and the busiest street was the one with the most activity.
Although Duofu had been there more than once, he was still very happy. He wanted to go more often, as he would have to set off back to the Forbidden City in a few days.
Although the Fourth Prince allowed him to go out to the estate while in the Forbidden City, the customs and people here were different. He always felt that the wind blowing in Jiangnan was more free, and the air he breathed felt several times freer than in the Forbidden City.
Duofu didn't feel like he was being confined in the Beile Mansion, but rather that he was being waited on hand and foot everywhere in the mansion, and had to bow at the drop of a hat. There were so many rules, and although he wasn't the one being followed, he still felt a little uneasy deep down in that atmosphere.
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