Perhaps his gaze had stayed on his lady mother and little nephew for too long, as his lady mother actually comforted him, “When Di’er was born, Lady Mother’s health wasn’t very good and couldn’t help you take care of him. Don’t think that your lady mother is being partial. By the time that the child in your wife’s belly is born, Xuan’er wouldn’t need me around all the time. At that time, Lady Mother can help you take care of your child! Lady Mother will have experience, so I will surely take good care of the baby!”

‘Lady Mother, please don’t say that. If Youngest Brother or Youngest Sister-in-law heard you, they might think that you’re practicing with their son!’

Zhu Yunxuan was the name that Imperial Prince Jing gave the little fellow. His nicknames were Baozi and pork steamed bun, both of which were given by his ‘unreliable’ mother. As the heir of Imperial Prince Xu, it was quite silly for him to have such humble nicknames. When he grew up, he was often teased by other kids. In the end, after these people were made very miserable by this black sesame filling steamed bun, there was gradually no one who dared to make fun of his nickname. 

Little Baozi was different from his lord father, who subdued others with his strength. He would use his intelligence to make others unable to...