Even if this beast was adopted by my cousin herself.
What a beast! He made one of his sons cut the hair of the other son.
Now it's a haircut, but later will it be a knife-wielding operation?
Emperor Kangxi would never allow his princes to kill each other. He taught them from a young age to be friendly and respectful to their brothers, with the elder brother loving and the younger brother respecting the elder brother.
Fourth Prince Yinzhen knelt outside with his head down, looking disheveled. A hint of relief flashed in his eyes. Fortunately, on the way here, after Liang Jiugong reminded him, Wang Dequan, who was serving by his side, sent a clever little eunuch to find Su Peisheng.
The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, was somewhat uneasy. Without receiving news of a confirmed diagnosis, he always felt uneasy.
He absolutely cannot lose Duofu. He raised him from a puppy to adulthood, and he has become accustomed to having such a lazy, affectionate, and temperamental little dog in his life.
For him, Duofu was more than just a pet dog.
Above the Forbidden City, several dark clouds drifted in from nowhere, the wind picked up, and the sky suddenly darkened, as if a heavy rain was about to fall.
The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, knelt outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation as darkness fell.
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Su Peisheng had just carefully brought back a roast duck from outside. It was wrapped tightly in oil paper and then wrapped in a cloth, sprinkled with various spices, so it didn't give off a single oily smell.
He carefully hid it in a sandalwood food box and stuffed the food box under the bed where Duofu often liked to hide.
Su Peisheng had just finished all these tasks and hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when a eunuch rushed in from outside, having heard the news.
Su Peisheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. How could his master have cut off the Ninth Prince's braid in such a short time? Now that the Emperor had summoned him to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he knew that the worst was yet to come.
Now that Empress Tong is no longer here, who can they turn to for help plead for their son?
Su Peisheng quickly ordered someone to go to Yonghe Palace to plead with Consort De and His Majesty, after all, his master was also a piece of Consort De's flesh and blood.
Even tigers don't eat their cubs.
Didn't Consort De keep hanging around her master for a while, trying to repair her relationship with her son?
If Consort De is willing to help her master through this difficult time, the Fourth Prince will be grateful and visit her more often, and the relationship between mother and son will naturally improve.
Su Peisheng had high hopes, but little did he know that the people he sent couldn't even get through the gates of Yonghe Palace; only a few words were transmitted from inside.
The Empress was busy taking care of the Fourteenth Prince, so she had no time to worry about the Fourth Prince.
The Fourth Prince isn't the Empress's child. The Empress said she only has the Fourteenth Prince as her child, and no one else should be allowed to claim kinship with her.
Su Peisheng was so angry upon hearing the reply that his heart ached. In the past few years, the master had shamelessly clung to him, but now that a new prince had come along, the master was eager to distance himself from him.
She spoke so cruelly; it's fortunate that her master wasn't around, otherwise she would have been furious and depressed to death.
When their master is sulking, the only ones who suffer are those who serve him.
Following instructions, Su Peisheng quickly picked up Duofu, who was still fast asleep on the Fourth Prince Yinzhen's bed, and scanned the room but couldn't find a safe place.
Su Peisheng's eyes lit up. He could hide Duofu in Empress Tong's palace. He didn't believe that anyone in the harem would have the guts to search the late Empress Tong's palace.
Su Peisheng shook Duofu awake in his arms and, as they walked, recounted a series of events in a rambling manner.
After Su Peisheng finished speaking, he looked at Duofu, who was full of helpers in his arms, with a complicated expression and envy in his tone.
"You are so lucky. Your master has never been so kind to anything in his life. He can barely take care of himself, yet he still thinks of you in Chengqian Palace."
"If I could get even one percent of your treatment, my life would be worthwhile."
Su Peisheng repeatedly warned that they absolutely must not hide it under Empress Tong's bed, otherwise they would surely be killed if caught.
Now, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen is in dire straits himself and has no time to protect you. You should stay under the bed and not make any noise, not come out, and not cause any disturbance. You can only wait for him to come to you.
Su Peisheng avoided the people in Chengqian Palace, looked around but didn't find anyone suspicious, quickly opened the door, slipped inside, and closed it.
Su Peisheng carefully removed the clothes that the Fourth Prince Yinzhen had originally wrapped around Duofu, rolled them into a nest, stuffed Duofu inside, and then hurriedly and clumsily stuffed them under Empress Tong's bed.
Although no one had lived there for a long time, the wet nurse would send people to clean it carefully every day. There was no dust outside. Su Peisheng was still worried that it might not be safe, so he lay down and stuffed Duofu under the bed to take care of everything.
Su Peisheng quickly got up, straightened his clothes, and before leaving, he reminded Duofu, who was at the very back of the bed, to be a good boy and wait for him and his master to come and pick him up.
Duofu was completely terrified. He had just been shaken awake rather gently and was still a little groggy, not quite understanding what was going on.
After his mind had processed everything Su Peisheng had said, Duofu felt like he was dreaming.
How could the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, possibly cut off the Ninth Prince's braid in broad daylight, in broad daylight, in front of everyone?
Isn't this stupid?
Who does bad things like that? You'll be caught red-handed right away.
In Duofu's memory, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, whether in history or in his present interactions, was not such a hot-tempered, reckless person who didn't understand the seriousness of things.
Duofu felt that his memory was messed up. He clearly remembered that the Fourth Prince Yinzhen was a black sesame dumpling, and he should be on the dark, crazy, crawling route today. Why did he take the reckless, stupid, and foolish route?
Duofu used his unbandaged paw to hit his head twice, to see if he was dreaming, until the intense pain in his head began.
Duofu let out a low howl, but dared not make another sound, fearing that he would be discovered and captured by Kangxi's men.
At this time, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen should still be kneeling in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. How could he have the time to save him?
Even if he wanted to save them, he was powerless to do so. He had to stay here and hide, and absolutely not make a sound.
He hasn't lived enough yet.
Duofu still can't understand why the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, was driven mad by the death of Empress Tong. It shouldn't be like this.
Although the Fourth Prince Yinzhen has indeed been feeling down for a while recently, he hasn't reached the point of being heartbroken and ready to die.
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