Chapter 1262: Chapter 19: The Emperor Turned Into a Dog

The Emperor looked at his dog paws, utterly confused and somewhat unwilling to accept this reality.

He whimpered, burying his head between his paws.

He wanted to cry, but couldn’t.

"Happy, are you washing your face? Good boy." Suddenly, the voice of the Princess resonated above his head.

The Emperor looked up and saw the Princess with a radiant smile. No! I’m not washing my face, I’m silently screaming in agony! I’m sad, I’m upset!

"Dumpling, quickly have your breakfast, then you can play with Happy afterwards." The gentle voice of the Empress sounded.

The Emperor jumped out from the dog bed and dashed toward the Empress. He wanted to take a good look at the Empress.

"Oh, is Happy hungry?" The Empress picked up Happy and placed him on the table. On the table was a dish and a bowl specifically for Happy. Inside the bowl was meat porridge, and the dish contained shredded meat.

If the Emperor had seen the Empress allowing a dog to dine at the table, he would certainly have been enraged. But now that the dog was him, he only felt it was wonderful.

"Mother, when can Happy chew on a meat bone?" The Princess, having washed her hands, also sat down and asked the Empress expectantly while watching Happy eating the meat porridge.

"It’s still too young and can’t eat it yet. When it grows a bit older, you can give it a meat bone to play with; it actually only eats the meat from the bone." The Empress patiently explained.

"Alright then. Mother, after the meal, I want to make a piece of clothing for Happy." The Princess added.

"Okay, we’ll do it together. So, Dumpling, be good and finish your meal first." The Empress smiled as she spoke.

The Princess nodded and obediently started eating her breakfast.

The Emperor smacked as he finished the meat porridge and also cleared the shredded meat from the plate, then eagerly looked towards the Princess’s bowl.

"No, Happy, you can’t eat more; you’ll overstuff yourself." Upon seeing this, the Princess quickly covered her bowl with her little hands.

The Emperor’s body stiffened. Oh, heavens, what am I doing? Am I really trying to snatch food from my daughter? If I overstuff myself, would I be the first Emperor to die from overeating?

The Emperor was severely hit by these thoughts, whimpered twice, and lay down on the table, waiting for the Princess to finish her meal.

After eating, the Princess enthusiastically carried Happy to the study with the Empress, ready to first draw patterns for the clothes. As the Empress was laying out the paper, the Princess rummaged around in the study and finally found a stack of paper.

"Oh, Mother, what is this? The drawings are beautiful." The Princess laid out the stack of drawing paper one by one, looking curiously at the various patterns on them.

The Empress’s movement of laying paper paused, looking at the drawing papers under the Princess’s feet, and didn’t speak for a while.

And the Emperor, looking at these drawings, was stunned too. He was more familiar with these patterns than anyone. These were the designs on the sachets the Empress used to embroider for him. Plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, and mandarin ducks. He remembered when the Empress’s drawing skills were not good, she showed him a pair of mandarin ducks, and he confusedly asked why she wanted to embroider a pair of ducks, which made her furious and wanting to hit him. He went to the old Xu’s Pastries and bought over a dozen pastries to appease her, and only then did she not stay angry.

Back then, they were sweet even in the Prince Mansion.

How did it turn out like this?

"Happy, come here, dip your paw in some ink, print some flowers, and make your paw-print flower clothes, okay?" The Princess didn’t wait for the Empress’s reply or mind it, she picked Happy up and walked towards the Empress, "Mother, bring the inkstone down for a bit."

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