"Our second sister is just like that. She used to be worried that we'd go hungry at home, and she'd call us over every day." Zhu Yunwen said with a hint of helplessness and disappointment. "Once we have our nephew, even if our second sister tries to take care of us, she won't have much time for it anymore. She can barely take care of her own child, how can she have so many other things to do!"

Lady Sang seemed somewhat disappointed, because she had originally thought that once she became the heir of Prince Zhu Yunwen, she would surely receive countless rewards from His Majesty the Emperor, and her offspring might even become the most glorious prince's heir in the Ming Dynasty.

Suddenly remembering something, Lady Sang cautiously looked at Zhu Yunwen, "Your Highness is wise, courteous, and adept at handling people, but after all these years..."

"Hide your talents? Smear yourself?" Zhu Yunwen laughed heartily and said with unparalleled confidence, "I wouldn't stoop to that level. My grandfather and elder brother have both said that I have no great wisdom, only petty cleverness! I can't do that. I can't endure hardship and I can't be like my elder brother!"

Zhu Yunwen went out happily, genuinely without any other thoughts. He felt that this was good enough; being a wealthy prince was better than anything else. He hadn't considered anything else.

He'd be better off studying music and opera, or finding some rare and exotic animals to amuse himself. In his younger days he used to enjoy womanizing, but now he's busy studying hawks and hounds; he's too busy for anything else.

His Highness the Prince of Wu rode away on horseback, and the Princess Consort of Wu immediately put on a stern face, donned her official robes, and arranged her ceremonial regalia. She was about to leave the palace and enter the main hall to help her sister-in-law with the preparations for the grand banquet.

This was, of course, a banquet for the families of high-ranking officials and nobles; grand court banquets did not require the Empress's preparation. However, such banquets for noblewomen and their families were equally important. As the most honored princess consort of the Ming Dynasty, Lady Sang certainly had to attend and could not miss it, especially given her large pregnant belly.

Zhu Yunwen hurried to the Five Dragon Bridge and finally arrived. The Crown Prince's entourage was already waiting there. Now, only Prince Wu, who was supposed to be "accompanying the Crown Prince in his studies," was missing.

No one else could say anything, but Duke Changmao couldn't help but come up to Zhu Yunwen and say, "Your Highness, I have just informed you that His Highness the Crown Prince is about to depart."

"As long as we're on time, that's fine. My brother knows that." Zhu Yunwen said confidently, "My brother hates it when people are late. We'll just come right on time. He knows my temperament."

Hearing his nephew say this, Chang Mao was speechless. He decided it was best to say nothing at this point, because he knew that whatever he said would be of no use. He should just let it be, as this was the emperor's 'family matter'.

Zhu Yunwen looked around, then immediately got to work, "Where is the Crown Prince's mount?"

Xu Huizu immediately replied, "Your Highness, His Highness's mount is in the carriage at the back, and there are people looking after it."

"Who is leading the horse?" Zhu Yunwen asked sternly. Even though he had his own children, it didn't mean he didn't love his nephew. "Call him over so we can see if he was chosen by the Emperor."

Xu Huizu immediately replied, "The one leading the horse is my younger brother, appointed by His Majesty."

"Then I'm relieved," Zhu Yunwen nodded slightly and said, "Alright, I'm sure my elder brother will consider everything carefully. I'll just stay with the Crown Prince, and you can handle everything else."

"This can't go on!" Knowing his nephew was about to slack off, Chang Mao immediately stepped forward. He started nagging, meticulously explaining the entire process to Zhu Yunwen. He knew that if he didn't remind him again, his nephew would slack off.

If something goes wrong, this little nephew will definitely say something about how no one told him. Even though countless people have tried to bring it up before, His Highness Prince Wu has either run away or simply ignored it.

Zhu Yunwen listened listlessly, realizing that he couldn't escape it even at the last minute; there was really no other way.

Just then, a team appeared not far away.

Zhu Yunwen stroked his chin. Shuangquan and Wang Chengen had both come over. Who was serving his grandfather and brother? Was it going smoothly?

"Second Uncle!" Little Zhu, dressed in the crown prince's robes, started running around excitedly. "Second Uncle, Grandfather the Emperor wants us to fight against you!"

This nephew seems to be a bit of a troublemaker!