Chapter 720 - Cold War
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 lift their head. When he grew up, he appeared handsome, gentle, and harmless on the surface. But, in fact, he was actually very black-bellied. Almost all of the noble young masters, who were around his age, in the capital had stumbled in his hands. Later, there was a saying in the capital, 'It's better to offend Imperial Prince Xu than to provoke his heir'.
At this time, Imperial Prince Xu's heir was still an adorable little bun. After the wet nurse completed her post-natal confinement period, Imperial Prince Xu, who felt bad that his wife had to get up multiple times every night to feed the child, gave Little Baozi to the wet nurse to be taken care of. However, Little Baozi was already accustomed to the usual taste and was desperately unwilling to consume the wet nurse's breast milk.
Zhu Junyang hardened his heart and decided to let him starve for two meals. Little Baozi, who had never been troublesome, cried until his voice was hoarse and still refused to drink even a mouthful. Even if it was placed into his mouth, he would push it out with his tongue. If he couldn't push it out, he would just hold still and not suck or swallow. With his mouth blocked, his cries were soundless, and he could only shed silent tears.
Princess Consort Jing's heart pained to see this. She snatched her grandson from the wet nurse's arms and carried him to Xiaocao. With reddened eyes, she choked, "How can there be such cruel parents like you two? The child has been crying all day and hasn't even drunk a mouthful of milk. Do you guys want to starve him to death ah? My pitiful Little Baozi, your parents don't care about you, but your grandmother does. If your parents don't want to raise you, Grandmother will bring you back to Prince Jing's Estate to raise!"
When Yu Xiaocao heard Little Baozi's low and feeble cry, she felt as if her heart had been pulled out by someone. She glared fiercely at Zhu Junyang and asked angrily, "Didn't you say that Little Baozi is doing very well with the wet nurse--eating well and sleeping well? Why didn't you tell me about Little Baozi refusing to drink the wet nurse's breast milk? Why didn't you carry Little Baozi back when he's crying so much that he can barely breathe? You're abusing my son; I won't let you off!!"
Seeing this, Princess Consort Jing realized that it was her son's fault. She quickly put Little Baozi into her daughter-in-law's arms. Then raised her hand and smacked her youngest son a few times. She hit him so hard that even her hand had turned red. "Is there such a father like you? Is your heart made of stone? Little Baozi is only around a dozen days old, so he can't miss a single meal. How can you be so cruel that you let him starve for an entire day?"
