The Fourth Master's Dog

Duofu had completely let go of his curiosity ever since he had been to Changchun Garden last time. He was sure that this prince was definitely not the original one.

I just don't know whether he was reincarnated or traveled through time, but judging by what he did and that crazy guy, the possibility of his reincarnation is greater.

Which good person who travels through time and space would fall in love with his own father? It would definitely be easier for him to sit on the throne.

As long as one is a normal person, he will choose the throne without thinking, and receive the mandate from heaven, and live a long and prosperous life.

Duofu himself is a useless person. He sometimes dreams of becoming an emperor, but he is definitely a tyrant. He only thinks about eating, drinking and having fun every day. He would never work hard.

This Crown Prince Yinreng seems to be quite crazy. He doesn't love the throne but loves handsome men.

Duofu thought of Kangxi's face. It seemed that he was not that handsome, but he had a noble aura that ordinary people did not have. Especially the domineering aura that he had developed after sitting on the throne for more than ten years. Now he was the only one in the world who had such a beauty. He was indeed a unique person.

Duofu was lazily wagging his tail, his ears erect, his eyes narrowed, and he looked confused, as if he was thinking about something.

The claws pushed the little golden ball from time to time. The golden ball seemed to shine strangely under the sunlight outside the window, especially the vivid little puppies on the surface of the ball, each of them was Duofu in a different form.

His owner has been very busy lately and has no time to play with him. Whenever Duofu thinks about how long this kind of life will last, the word "depression" is written all over his hair.

How come he has become even busier now that he has been the emperor for a long time? Before, at least I could take him out for a walk every now and then.

Now, let alone taking a stroll, even just having a meal with him every day is a big deal.

The most important thing is that every time he wakes up, it is already bright outside, so we can only have dinner together. He may be in his sleep during breakfast and lunch.

As for his owner, when he is busy, he may catch a few bites during his free time at work, or he may only eat one meal a day like him.

This life is simply a miserable one for a dog.

Although he also ate one meal a day, he lay down like a salted fish and fell asleep lazily all day long. He didn't move much, so he didn't consume much energy in his body.

Especially since his head hardly moves much all day long, it feels a bit rusty recently, and he feels like he can't control his limbs as well as before.

All four of his paws are a little bit disobedient.

Since his owner is not around, he prefers to appear as a little puppy. Although everyone in the harem knows that his owner has a man, no one knows that the little male pet his owner has is him, the little puppy.

If he turned into a human and walked out, even though the view from people outside was so blurry, Duofu still felt very uncomfortable all over, so much so that later on, unless it was absolutely necessary, he preferred to go out on four paws. At least no one would look at him when his four paws were facing the sky.

I don't know whether this news has reached Kangxi's ears. Logically speaking, even if Kangxi was a tiger with its limbs cut off, he would have no control over the backyard of the palace. The source of the news was completely cut off by his good prince.

Not to mention finding out the news outside, it was not easy for him to see his other sons.

It's not so difficult to deal with the little ones. I heard from their owner that last time, their second brother, the crown prince, seemed to have a sudden change of heart and let their father, the emperor, meet the little ones.

However, what Duofu found out later was that Kangxi did meet the little ones, and after meeting them once, he seemed to have hardly left the yard for three days. Moreover, the prince was in a very good mood during those days, and the people serving around him were much more cheerful.

Duofu thought to himself, could it be that Kangxi has finally come to terms with it?

He wanted to live happily ever after with his good son. Duofu put himself in Kangxi's shoes and was so scared that he shook his head. If he were Kangxi, he would have devoured his good son.

Duofu is now very annoyed to see that the prince is so leisurely. His owner is busy running around, while the prince is living a comfortable life in Changchun Garden, and Kangxi is trying to please him. The thought of it makes him feel uncomfortable all over.

Being an emperor is so hard and tiring, how can the ministers under him live so comfortably?

Everyone should learn from his parents' time and fight for life and death together. If he can't see his owner, then the prince should not be able to see Kangxi.

hum.

Duofu felt more and more uncomfortable the more he thought about it. He rolled a few circles on the soft couch, then pushed the little golden ball with his paw and it rolled down and rolled towards the door.

With a bang, it hit the threshold and rolled back for a distance.

Duofu looked for a while and then looked away. All the hair on his body felt uncomfortable. He wanted to go for a walk outside and play outside. He had had enough of staying at home.

If he continued to stay in this palace, he felt like he was going to lose all his hair.

Eating, drinking, playing and sleeping every day, he was very happy at the beginning, especially when he was above everyone else and no one was second to him. But after a while he started to feel that it was just like that, just average, especially now that he was trapped in this palace, he couldn't go out for a long time.

Why?

He is not the emperor, why not let him go out and play?

Duofu had thought about installing a dog hole to sneak out, but all the dog holes in the Forbidden City were blocked by his owner.

Duofu was not happy about this. The cats and dogs raised by people nowadays are all the masters of the family and they have the opportunity to go out for a walk every day.

He is lucky because he has a chance to relax. He doesn't have any chance at all.

At first he was quite happy to live in such a big palace, but later, no matter how expensive the house was, he couldn't be happy.

What's the use of being so big? Apart from eunuchs and palace maids, he didn't see many handsome imperial guards. They were all ugly and did not conform to his aesthetic taste at all.

Duofu kept rolling his eyes on the mattress. Why didn't he realize that his owner was so petty before? Didn't he have a pair of eyes that were good at discovering beauty?

Why can't he just look at more beautiful things to relax his eyes?

Duofu became more and more angry as he thought about it. He suddenly showed his sharp claws and started scratching the soft cushion. In a few seconds, the cushion was scratched and cracked all over by his claws. It was impossible to tell what it looked like originally.

Duofu jumped off the soft couch. He had to go and protest firmly to his owner. He was not a domestic dog that was so docile and obedient. He had a rebellious heart. He had to go out and play. He had to go out and have fun.

He didn't want to be trapped here all day, where there were only eunuchs and palace maids, and no one even talked to him.