I, Zhu Yunwen of the Ming Dynasty, resurrected Empress Ma at the start.

Zhu Yunwen sat down next to Empress Ma and began to chatter on and on.

"Grandma, you must remember, someone who has just come back from the dead must not get angry. Getting angry will harm your health."

He glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang, then said with a chuckle.

"If he's angry, let that old man be angry. He's thick-skinned and tough; a little anger won't hurt him."

Empress Ma, whose eyes were still red, burst out laughing upon hearing this.

"Alright, alright, I'll do whatever my dear grandson says."

She reached out and patted Zhu Yunwen's head, her eyes full of affection.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood to the side, his face turning green.

"What do you mean?"

"Why do you call her 'Old Deng'? But you call her 'Grandma'?"

"I am also your imperial grandfather! What exactly happened today?"

"You keep calling me 'Old Deng' all the time! Why didn't you ever call me that before?"

Zhu Yunwen turned to look at him, his face completely innocent.

"What else should I call you if not Old Deng?"

"Call me Emperor Grandfather? Call me Grandpa?"

"Are you worthy?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she very smoothly tugged at Empress Ma's clothes, looking extremely aggrieved.

Zhu Yuanzhang glared and immediately spoke with a furious rage.

"How are we unworthy?! Aren't we your royal grandfather?"

Zhu Yunwen stood up and counted on his fingers.

"First, before Grandma came back to life, did you ever care about me? Where were you when I was bullied? Where were you when I was hungry?"

"Secondly, you intend to have me flogged in court today!"

"Third, and of course, the most important point."

He paused, blinked, and then spoke quickly and fluently.

"I just like calling you Old Deng, so what?"

"If I don't call you Old Deng, am I supposed to call you Grandpa? Or Boss?"

Empress Ma laughed so hard she almost fell over, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh my goodness... my dear grandson... oh my... where did you get all these words from?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that his face turned purple, but what could he do?

You can't hit them, you can't scold them, and there's someone right next to you who's protective of their own.

"Zhu Chongba".

Empress Ma finished laughing, wiped away her tears, and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Let's make this clear: Yun-hu is our precious grandson, and you can't lay a finger on him."

"If you dare punish him, I'll never forgive you."

Zhu Yuanzhang shrank back, indicating that he was scared, and then said aggrievedly.

"How could we possibly punish Yunhuo? Yunhuo is our grandson, we love him dearly."

Zhu Yunwen glanced at him and immediately spoke.

"Who's your grandson? You're my grandson."

Zhu Yuanzhang: "..."

Empress Ma laughed again, almost to the point of bursting with laughter.

Zhu Yunwen stood up and patted off non-existent dust from his clothes.

He felt extremely satisfied watching the assassin nearly explode with rage.

Who made this old man so fond of Zhu Yunwen, praising him as refined and virtuous while saying that he himself was unlearned and incompetent?

He's had his fill of cursing now!

However, seeing that the assassin was about to get angry, Zhu Yunwen realized that he had to slide and run away, so he stood up and said.

"Grandma, please get some rest. Your grandson will come to see you again tomorrow."

Empress Ma nodded. "My dear grandson, take care. Don't forget to come tomorrow."

Zhu Yunwen nodded, walked to the door, and then turned back.

He casually grabbed two pastries from the plate on the table and stuffed them into his sleeve.

Then he left, completely satisfied.

Zhu Yuanzhang watched his figure disappear through the door, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"What a gluttonous fellow."

As soon as I finished speaking, my ear hurt.

"Ouch!"

Empress Ma grabbed his ear and twisted it hard.

"You still dare to say that?"

"If you hadn't treated our precious grandson so badly, would he be like this?"

"Tell me! Don't you usually give him good food? Don't you give him nice clothes? Have you let anyone bully him?"

Zhu Yuanzhang grimaced in pain.

"Girl, girl! Be gentle! I didn't! I really didn't!"

"No? How could he be this hungry without it? Snatching a couple of snacks like he's doing something thieving?"

"We...we..."

Zhu Yuanzhang was speechless.

Empress Ma grabbed his ear and pulled it for several minutes.

It made Zhu Yuanzhang almost cry.

"Girl...girl, let go...we were wrong...we'll be good to Yun-hu from now on..."

Empress Ma then released her grip.

She sat back on the couch, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, and her expression became serious.

"Zhongba, I have something important to tell you."

Zhu Yuanzhang rubbed his ears and sat down, grimacing.

"What important matter?"

"The matter of establishing a crown prince."

Empress Ma looked at him.

"Are you really going to make Yunwen the Crown Prince?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Yunwen is a good boy. He is benevolent, filial, respectful, frugal, good at studying, and has a good temper."

Empress Ma nodded. "Yunwen is good. But what about Yunhuo?"

"Yunhu..."

Zhu Yuanzhang opened his mouth.

If it were a few hours earlier, he would have said without hesitation: Yun Tong is no good, Yun Tong is not as good as Yun Wen.

But now...

The scene from the imperial court that day flashed through his mind.

That grandson, who is usually quiet and always hides when he sees him, stood in the Fengtian Hall today and silenced him, and berated the officials so much that they couldn't lift their heads.

That aura, that courage, that intellect... and, he can even resurrect the dead!

He's the one who resurrected the girl! Even Biao can do it!

Does Yunwen have this skill?

Zhu Yuanzhang remained silent.

He sat there, his mind racing.

Yunwen... Yunhuo... Yunwen... Yunhuo...

He was gentle and kind, just like his father.

One of them was sharp and ambitious, just like his father.

But they are not entirely the same.

Yunwen is too soft-hearted, he likes to avoid things, and he listens to Lü Shi in everything.

Yunhu is too tough. He even dared to confront me today. What will he be like when he becomes emperor?

But then again, an emperor can't be too soft, nor can he be too hard...

He thought about it for a long time, until his head ached.

He finally sighed.

"Girl, we've made up our minds."

Empress Ma looked at him.

"Have you decided? Who should you appoint?"

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head, "I will not appoint anyone; let's put this on hold for now."

Empress Ma paused for a moment, "Showcase?"

"Yes, put it aside." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded. "Anyway, the edict hasn't been issued yet, and the ceremony hasn't been held. Let's just leave it like this for now."

"Let's observe Yunwen's situation further. Let's also take a look at Yunhuo's."

"Let's wait and see who's more suitable, then we'll decide."

Empress Ma thought for a moment and nodded.

"That works too, it's fair to both children."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at her and suddenly smiled.

"Girl, it's so good to have you back. With you here, we feel much more at ease."

Empress Ma glanced at him.

Stop flattering me.

"Starting tomorrow, you have to be nicer to Yun-hu."

"Did you hear me?"

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly nodded, "I heard you, I heard you. We'll have someone send him good food and nice clothes tomorrow! Is that alright?"

Empress Ma then gave a satisfied hum.

"That's more like it!"