The next morning, Duofu got up feeling refreshed and didn't need his owner to urge him; he jumped out of bed in no time.
Wearing the same bright yellow undershirt as last night, he didn't plan to transform into a human and wander around outside today. He would just turn into a little puppy and follow his human after breakfast.
It would be better if they turned into humans and then couldn't be easily taken with them.
After he finished eating, he kept urging his pet owner to eat quickly so he could go and pay his respects to his "Emperor Father" and show his filial piety.
He's been on the throne for over half a month now, yet he hasn't even come to Changchun Garden in person to express his filial piety.
Yinzhen didn't notice Duofu's anxious look. He finished his breakfast slowly and deliberately as usual, and then tactfully wiped his hands clean with a handkerchief.
Duofu was so anxious looking at his leisurely pet owner that he kept pacing around. He usually thought his pet owner's slow and unhurried manner was quite handsome.
Today, Duofu didn't feel anything was good about it. Seeing its owner dawdling and not going out, Duofu was so eager to bite Yinzhen's clothes.
It's like the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is; Duofu is exactly like that now.
Yinzhen remained expressionless, showing no emotion. He himself couldn't understand why his son, Duofu, was so interested in visiting his second brother, the Crown Prince.
I've never heard of Duofu being so interested in anything before.
Seeing the hurried little bundle, Yinzhen chuckled and picked it up, patting Duofu's chubby head. It was indeed well-fed, plump and not prickly at all.
"What's the rush? The person is right there, he's not going to run away. When did you become so interested in my second brother?"
Yinzhen's voice was indifferent, without much emotional fluctuation, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or disgusted.
Duofu and the whole dumpling are really anxious. They've been thinking about meeting him for so many days, and now that they're almost there, they can't wait to get there.
He didn't seem to be in a hurry last night, but now that he's about to see him, his heart is pounding uncontrollably.
"Woof woof woof woof." Finish reading quickly and come back quickly, otherwise it'll be a waste of getting up so early. I can't afford to lose money.
Upon hearing this answer, Yinzhen couldn't help but twitch his lips. He had worried for nothing. He looked at Duofu, who was waving its paws in his arms.
Yinzhen didn't say anything more, and walked outside. He was too presumptuous; not just anyone could be liked by his son, Duofu.
Although his second elder brother, the Crown Prince, was indeed good-looking, his temper was truly terrible, and now, this second elder brother of the Crown Prince had become even more insane.
Yinzhen couldn't help but gasp at the thought of the messages that might be sent from below, no matter how rebellious he was, even though he wanted to become emperor.
He has no intention of killing or humiliating his father yet; Yinzhen's heart is not that hardened.
Moreover, although his father is over 40 years old, he is still very well-maintained and looks no different from someone in their twenties or thirties. In addition, with the stability of the court, he has no such thoughts at all.
If it weren't for his second elder brother, the Crown Prince, suddenly going mad and wanting to rebel, and not only renouncing the throne himself but also handing it over to him.
Most importantly, his second elder brother, the Crown Prince, had caught him red-handed. He couldn't imagine what would happen if his father, the Emperor, also found out about Duofu's existence; he certainly wouldn't be able to protect himself now.
Whenever Yinzhen thought about how all the people around the Crown Prince had either died or been sold off, leaving no one alive, he couldn't help but have thoughts of patricide.
Anyway, even his most beloved crown prince wanted to rebel, so his fourth son, who wasn't particularly favored, shouldn't be a big deal.
As Yinzhen watched the courtyard draw ever closer, he hesitated to step inside. He looked at Duofu in his arms, whose eyes were sparkling as she gazed at him. Anyone who didn't know better would think that his father was locked up inside, so eager to take a look.
Yinzhen himself was not prepared. Although he already knew the outcome, he still couldn't believe it until he saw it with his own eyes.
He preferred to believe that the crown prince had murdered his father rather than think about those sordid things.
Yinzhen is currently facing a battle between two opposing forces. This matter should clearly be entirely in his favor, and he should feel overjoyed.
If that were the case, he would have completely seized control of his second elder brother, the Crown Prince, and with the Crown Prince's help, his throne would be very secure.
Although the Crown Prince's authority has declined somewhat over the years, he remains a mountain weighing on the heads of the other princes.
Even if they were deposed once, it wouldn't change the fact that their Emperor's favorite son was still the Crown Prince.
With his second elder brother, the Crown Prince, around, he could easily control the court without worrying about the petty schemes of the ministers and princes.
Another little man kept shaking his head, telling him that this was wrong. He shouldn't let his second elder brother, the Crown Prince, treat his father, the Emperor, like this. He should rescue his father from his second elder brother's clutches and make him the true Emperor Emeritus.
Yinzhen paused for a few seconds while stroking his hair, his gaze turning somber as he looked at the courtyard surrounded by guards, and sighed softly.
He shouldn't think too much about it. Anyway, he's just here to pay his respects and show his filial piety. His second elder brother, the Crown Prince, has treated him well and even generously gave him the throne. There's nothing wrong with him giving his father, the Emperor, to his second elder brother.
Anyway, what can you do when your father, the Emperor, has always favored the Crown Prince the most?
Even if we change the approach now, we should still be happy.
The more Yinzhen thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. In any case, he had never felt much fatherly love growing up, so he decided not to get involved in the affairs between his father and his second elder brother, the Crown Prince.
If it weren't for his second elder brother, the Crown Prince, keeping his father, the Emperor, in check, he might not have been able to hold onto the throne.
Yinzhen, his expression unchanged, strode inside. Someone had already come to deliver a message to the current retired Emperor Kangxi.
Yinreng had received the news long ago that his fourth brother was also coming to show his filial piety. He did not stop him, since seeing him once or twice occasionally would not bother him. He also had to make his father, the Emperor, give up.
Isn't it good to have him as a son?
When Yinzhen entered, he saw Kangxi sitting at the head table, his face somewhat pale. He naturally bowed to his imperial father as usual.
After waiting for a long time without anyone calling him, Yinzhen lowered his eyelashes and naturally got up and sat down to chat with Yinreng.
"Second Brother, how is Father Emperor's health lately? Why does he look so pale?"
"I can't take care of Father Emperor while I'm in the palace, so I'll have to trouble you, Second Brother, to look after him."
Yinzhen didn't care at all about the unfriendly look his father was giving him. If his son were to seize the throne, he wouldn't just give him a bad look.
When Yinreng heard his fourth brother address him, he raised his eyes slightly, a smile flashing across his face. It seemed that his fourth brother knew how to repay kindness and had no intention of betraying him. That was for the best.
Since he's already become emperor, the Emperor Father is no longer of any use to them, so they might as well just give it to him.
Yinreng looked at Kangxi, who was sitting at the head of the table, with a somewhat crazed and sinister gaze. This was something his father owed him, and what he owed him had to be repaid.
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