Su Peisheng, having served the Fourth Prince for many years, performed his movements flawlessly without the slightest pause.
Before Duofu could react, his paws were already on the soft cushions in the study, and the door behind him was tightly closed.
Without hesitation, Duofu hopped over to the Fourth Prince's lap and instantly transformed into a seven or eight-year-old boy.
Her face still had some baby fat, and she was chubby. Her whole body looked fleshy, and you could tell at a glance that she ate a lot.
He hasn't grown taller yet; Duofu's current height only reaches his fourth brother's waist.
Duofu is very satisfied with his current state. At least he has grown in the past two or three years, which means that he can grow naturally. As long as he can grow taller and bigger, he doesn't ask for much.
Duofu was very satisfied with his full head of hair, unlike the Fourth Prince who had half his head shaved.
His hair shimmered and sparkled in the sunlight; it was so beautiful.
Surprisingly, Duofu didn't start playing with his hair as soon as he transformed.
Duofu rested his chin on the Fourth Prince's knees, and seeing that the Fourth Prince's eyes were slightly red, he felt a tightness in his heart.
Is your pet owner about to cry?
Duofu glanced at it carefully and realized that it wasn't about to cry; its eyes were bloodshot, so it must be angry.
Duofu breathed a sigh of relief. If his pet owner were crying now, he really wouldn't know what to do. Luckily, he had seen his ugly face.
We'll definitely increase his workload next time, but he doesn't want it.
When my pet was a puppy, I used to hide under the covers and cry.
As he grew up, Duofu never saw his fourth son cry again.
Duofu didn't know how to comfort the somewhat heartbroken Fourth Prince, so he obediently sat on the Fourth Prince's boots, rested his chin on his lap, and hugged the Fourth Prince's thigh.
Duofu believes that the Fourth Prince needs to process this on his own, and it would be best for him to remain silent for now.
The Fourth Prince looked at Duofu, whose head was full of golden hair. Although Duofu could change his hair color at other times, this little darling still preferred the bright and shiny color of gold.
Looking at the shimmering golden rays of light, the Fourth Prince felt a sense of relief; it was indeed bright and cheerful, and just looking at it made him feel better.
The Fourth Prince couldn't resist grabbing it in his hand. Duofu felt someone pulling his hair. He looked up and saw the Fourth Prince holding a lock of his hair, staring blankly.
Duofu glanced at the slick golden hair, which didn't seem particularly special, but since the Fourth Prince liked it, he should give him more.
Duofu consciously grabbed another handful and put it into the Fourth Prince's hand.
The Fourth Prince then realized what was happening and saw the hair that Duofu had placed in his hands. He was both amused and exasperated, but the gloom that had been weighing on his heart finally dissipated.
What is there for him to be sad or doubtful about?
Hasn't his father always been like this?
He's not his favored son, and he hasn't achieved anything good in court yet, so it's only right that he be granted a minor title of Beile.
The Fourth Prince looked at Duofu, who was worried about him, and saw his own reflection in Duofu's large, dark eyes.
The Fourth Prince chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Duofu, whose head was resting on his knees.
So what if he doesn't like the Emperor?
Having more blessings is enough.
The Fourth Prince bent down and picked up Duofu, who was sitting on his boots.
Duofu sat firmly on the Fourth Prince's lap.
The Fourth Prince has grown up very quickly in the past few years. He has long lost his youthful immaturity and has become a reserved and composed young man.
Duofu sat obediently, without any awkwardness or desire to get down.
The Fourth Prince hadn't hugged him like this in a long time, and kept saying that he had grown up and should be independent and not so clingy.
Although he still slept in the same big bed as the Fourth Prince, the Fourth Prince no longer kissed, hugged, or lifted him up like he did when he was a child.
Duofu herself felt that she had grown up and could no longer rely on her baby-like appearance to act cute and charming.
According to ancient standards, if he were to grow another three or four years, he would be of marriageable age.
Duofu hugged the Fourth Prince's lean waist tightly, wanting to transfer his energy to him.
The Fourth Prince once told him that he would be happy just to see him.
Although Duofu didn't know if he had that much power, he felt that the Fourth Prince seemed to be feeling better, as he had just smiled.
Duofu obediently rested his head on the Fourth Prince's muscular chest, and couldn't help but yawn. He had felt a little sleepy while sitting down below.
This spot is even better now, and the familiar, safe atmosphere makes me feel relaxed.
After the Fourth Prince hugged her for a while, he sensed something was wrong; he felt that his chest was wet.
Looking down, I saw that Duofu in my arms had already closed his big, dark eyes, and his even breathing came from under his nose. His lips had drawn a map on his chest.
At this moment, the Fourth Prince's discomfort completely disappeared, and he looked at Duofu, who was drooling in his arms, with tender and doting eyes.
Seeing such good fortune makes me even happier than being praised by my father.
The Fourth Prince's brows relaxed again. He breathed a sigh of relief, gently got up, carried Duofu to the soft couch beside him, took off his blue outer robe, picked up the thin quilt beside him, and lay down on it.
The Fourth Prince held the chubby Duofu in his arms, sighed comfortably, and slowly closed his dark, deep phoenix eyes.
The setting sun shone through the window onto the warm couch, illuminating Duofu's exposed golden hair, with his long, slender, fair hands firmly grasping a strand of golden hair.
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