Cup after cup of juice was pressed. In addition to snow pear juice, there was also grape juice. Zhu Hanwen drank a cup of snow pear juice with honey added in and started on his pressed juice business again. The juice was sent to the emperor and empress by his personal eunuch accompanying them. Upon hearing that it was pressed by their son, they were deeply moved by the little guy's filial piety. The juice tasted even better now. 

At noon, the summer's heat was giving off its full power. Prince Jing, who was on horseback, saw the cups of many different colored juices that were sent out from the back of the group. He touched the water bag at his waist that had been empty for a long time and lamented that he had a fake son. Even at seven to eight years old, the eldest imperial prince knew to be filial to the emperor and empress. His son, on the other hand, would follow behind the little girl whenever he had free time. Alas... the moral degeneration of the world was getting worse day by day!

Before he could finish lamenting, Dong Dali, Zhu Junyang's bodyguard and servant, came over carefully with a cup of snow pear juice. "Your Highness, are you thirsty? This is our master's filial piety towards you!" 

"Was it personally pressed by that boy?" The gloominess in Prince Jing's heart disappeared and his eyes shone...