The system takes the poor cub to find his father

After a few seconds, the crackling sound of insects being devoured by flames gradually faded into silence.

Ming Jiang frowned and covered his nose with his hands with disgust.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of burnt insects, mixed with a peculiar fragrance. This strange smell went straight into Xiao Mingjiang's nose, making him dizzy.

He took out a small white handkerchief from his bosom and gently covered his mouth and nose.

Only when the strange smell had almost dissipated did Ming Jiang take small steps forward to check on the man who had just been trapped by the poisonous insect.

At this time, the man who was freed from the restraints of the insect collapsed to the ground powerlessly, and because of inhaling the strange fragrance, his mind became a little confused.

Ming Yunqi felt a splitting headache, and everything in front of him seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze-like fog, making the surrounding scene hazy and difficult to distinguish.

He didn't know what had happened, but his keen intuition told him that his current condition was extremely bad.

This morning in the court, he was discussing matters with the ministers.

Then, suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the back of my head as if it had been electrocuted, and my vision went black in an instant. I knew nothing.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself in this strange place.

His body seemed to be filled with a huge amount of lead water, so heavy that no matter how hard he struggled, he could hardly move an inch.

An unknown mucus slowly crawled across the skin, leaving behind streaks of burning pain.

Ming Yunqi's eyes were sinister. Since he ascended the throne, he had experienced assassinations of all sizes. After a moment's reaction, he finally realized his current situation. He must have been ambushed by someone else.

And it was the most despicable witchcraft from the previous dynasty.

As his consciousness became increasingly blurred, Ming Yunqi, who had personally overthrown the Witch Dynasty, knew that if he allowed these evil creatures to spread rampantly in his body, today would be the day of his death.

Unexpectedly, as an emperor, he would end up like this. Ming Yunqi was extremely angry.

But standing and surrendering was not the style of his Dayong soldiers. The founder of his country was no exception.

He struggled and resisted desperately. The poisonous insects seemed to sense his resistance and crawled faster and faster, reaching his neck in the blink of an eye.

A strong feeling of suffocation came over him instantly, and the tight restraint on Ming Yunqi's neck gradually made his consciousness disappear. Just as he was about to be completely strangled by this force, a crisp and tender voice came into his ears.

"what"

Ming Yunqi's struggling movements suddenly stopped, and all the muscles in his body tensed.

Then, before he could react, a blazing flame surged towards him.

He could clearly feel that the black poisonous insects that were tightly binding him were extremely afraid of fire.

In an instant, flames enveloped his entire body. Strangely, the skin licked by the flames felt a rare coolness, and the burning pain that was originally corroded by the mucus was instantly relieved.

After a few seconds, he felt his whole body relax, and the poisonous insects that bound him had disappeared.

"Hey! How are you?" A clear, pleasant, and childish voice sounded in front of him.

Ming Jiang looked at the disheveled man lying on the ground in front of her, and a rare trace of pity arose in her heart.

He squatted beside the man, stretched out his chubby little hands, and casually pushed away the hair that was blocking the man's eyes, revealing a handsome and extraordinary face.

The man stared at the little cub with his deep eyes. The moment their eyes met, Ming Jiang was slightly startled and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

The man exuded a unique aura of majesty, which made Ming Jiang a little timid.

But after a moment, Ming Jiang, who was frightened by this aura, felt a little unconvinced and regretted his cowardice just now.

I saved this big guy. As the saying goes, one should repay a life-saving favor with a thousand times the gratitude. So what's wrong with touching his hair?

Thinking of this, the little cub angrily scratched the man's hair a few times again, just like stroking a pet dog.

Ming Yunqi looked at the little cub in front of him who suddenly became angry, feeling a little confused, not understanding why the little guy was suddenly angry.

However, for some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity as he looked at the little cub in front of him.

After a short rest, Ming Yunqi felt that his strength was recovering little by little, and the appearance of the little cub in front of him became clearer and clearer in his eyes.

When Ming Yunqi saw the little guy's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned. The little guy's face was somewhat similar to his.

Ming Yunqi was sure that he had never had any close contact with a woman before, so the child was definitely not his blood.

But looking at this little face that was 70% similar to his own, Ming Yunqi couldn't help but stretch out his hand curiously, wanting to touch the child's face.

But just as his hand was about to touch the child, a noisy voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Commander, His Majesty seems to be in a bad state!"

In an instant, the little fellow in front of him was like a mirage in the water. Before he could touch him, he disappeared without a trace.

The fog in Ming Yunqi's eyes dissipated, and the noisy sound in his ears made him unhappy.

Ming Yunqi, who was in a coma, felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on his chest. His breathing became rapid and his brows gradually wrinkled into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

The man who was unconscious on the dragon couch moved his fingers slightly. Above his body, a small cub curled up in his arms like a kitten and domineeringly buried his cheek in his majesty's arms and fell asleep soundly.

"Commander, would you like to take this little cub off His Majesty?"

The commander of the secret guards was disappointed to see that His Majesty was still unconscious and not getting any better. He took a step forward and was about to take the little guy away from His Majesty's chest. As soon as his hand touched the little cub, a big hand suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly from the side.

The leader of the secret guards turned his head in surprise, and what came into his sight was His Majesty's expressionless face.

"Your Majesty! You finally woke up!"

With a whoosh, the secret guards knelt one after another. The masks covered their faces but could not hide their excitement.

The noisy sound in his ears made the little cub in Ming Yunqi's arms frown. He arched his little body forward and buried his chubby little face in the crook of Ming Yunqi's neck.

Ming Yunqi was slightly startled by the soft touch on his neck.

It was not until then that he realized what was pressing on him like a huge rock in his sleep.

It turned out to be a warm little cub. The little cub in my arms adjusted his position.

It turned out to be him!

Ming Yunqi saw the familiar little face and rubbed the chubby little face twice.

It really felt as good as he thought.

The commander of the secret guards is ready to accept the questioning of His Majesty.

Unexpectedly, the Emperor, who always had a mysophobia, was not disgusted by the little cub that climbed onto his bed. He even poked the cub's face.

The leader of the secret guards lowered his eyes wisely, pretending that he had not seen His Majesty's childish side.

The leader of the secret guards raised his hand to signal the secret guards to be quiet, and everything around them instantly returned to calm.

The little cub adjusted his posture and his breathing gradually became steady.