The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Qiu Sang quickly fetched hot water with her nimble hands and feet. She and Peilan wanted to help Ming Jiang take a bath, but Ming Jiang refused.

However, Ming Jiang's current body was still young, and Qiu Sang and Pei Lan were worried. After their repeated insistence, Ming Jiang finally agreed to let Wang Fu accompany her.

Ming Jiang finished his bath, his cheeks flushed by the hot steam. He changed into a new set of underwear and gently touched the material of the clothes with his little hands.

Although this material is not as light, thin and soft as those produced by the system, it is still soft and comfortable to the touch.

After taking a bath, Wang Fu carefully picked up the fragrant little cub and put it into the quilt that had already been warmed.

The little cub lay obediently on the bed, wrapped in a silk quilt as soft as a cloud. From time to time, figures flashed outside the window, and the sound of people walking back and forth was faintly transmitted into the house. Ming Jiang couldn't help but frowned slightly and said softly:

"Fu Fu, go tell the four people outside that I don't need them to watch over me when I sleep at night. Let them go to bed early."

"But...His Majesty..." Wang Fu looked embarrassed. After all, His Majesty sent these guards because he was worried about the safety of the little prince. If he let the guards leave without permission, he might not be able to explain to His Majesty.

"Your Highness is kind and cannot bear to see them freezing outside. Wang Fu, please let them go back and rest early."

Qiu Sang was thoughtful and naturally understood the interests involved. She knew that in addition to the four guards in public, His Majesty had also secretly arranged a number of secret guards to protect the young prince.

Moreover, she also saw that the young prince was a person who was hard on the outside but soft on the inside. Since the prince had already given the order, His Majesty would probably respect the prince's decision.

"Okay." Wang Fu responded and went out to convey Ming Jiang's intention. Soon, the noise outside gradually quieted down.

"You guys go to sleep too. You can choose any room in this palace." Ming Jiang suppressed his sleepiness, yawned, and said to the three people in the room.

"Okay, Your Highness, please rest early."

Although he slept all afternoon today, he had used up a lot of his spiritual energy to remove the curse on Ming Yunqi. In addition, his soul was damaged, so Ming Jiang felt extremely sleepy at the moment.

Before the three of them finished responding, they looked up and found that the little cub on the bed had fallen asleep. The three of them were all stunned. They didn't expect the little prince to fall asleep so quickly.

Wang Fu walked forward quietly and saw the little cub lying on the bed with its arms slanted on the pillow, its little mouth slightly open, snoring softly, and sleeping soundly.

Wang Fu saw that half of the little prince's body was exposed outside the quilt. Fearing that he would catch a cold, he leaned over and gently adjusted Ming Jiang's sleeping position, and then carefully tucked his exposed little arm back into the quilt.

Perhaps because she was too sleepy, Ming Jiang did not wake up despite all the tossing and turning. She just turned over, buried half of her face in the quilt, and continued to sleep.

Seeing that the young prince was not awakened by him, Wang Fu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and walked outside the compartment and said to the two maids:

"Two sisters, I will be the one keeping watch tonight, you should go to bed early."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. If anything happens, call us. There is hot water on the stove. If you get thirsty in the middle of the night, please stay awake."

Qiu Sang and Pei Lan both served His Majesty in the past. Knowing that Wang Fu was close to General Li, and because he was deeply loved by the young prince, they were willing to give him some advice and do him a favor.

"Don't worry, sisters. I will take good care of the little prince." Wang Fu replied.

Qiu Sang and Pei Lan quietly left the room, leaving only Wang Fu and the sleeping Ming Jiang. Wang Fu tiptoed to extinguish the candle in the hall, leaving only one light outside, and then took a cushion and curled up beside Ming Jiang's footstool.

Ming Jiang's palace was covered with a thick carpet. Perhaps His Majesty was worried that the little cub would run around barefoot again. The carpet was made of the finest fur, and one would not feel cold at all lying on it.

Listening to the little prince's steady and even breathing, Wang Fu gradually dozed off, his head nodding.

He didn't know that while he was sleeping, a dark shadow appeared silently like a ghost, a hand quickly reached into his arms, took away an object, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

At the same time, compared to the palace where Ming Jiang was sleeping soundly, the Qinzheng Palace was brightly lit.

It was late at night, and there was silence inside and outside the hall, only the occasional "crackling" sound of the candlelight echoed in the quiet night.

Ming Yunqi sat at his desk with a stern expression on his face, reviewing the mountain of memorials in front of him with a focused look.

But for some reason, His Majesty the Emperor, who was usually very efficient in reviewing memorials, was distracted frequently tonight, and the image of the little cub involuntarily appeared in his mind.

After a long time, Ming Yunqi finally put down the memorial in his hand. Li Defu, who was standing by, saw this and hurried forward to hand over a cup of tea. Ming Yunqi took the teacup, took a sip, and put it down.

"Your Majesty, secret guard Shisan has returned and is waiting outside for your summons." Li Defu saw what his majesty was thinking and spoke at the right time.

"Let him in." Ming Yunqi's low voice sounded, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Soon, a secret guard in black clothes and a black mask came in, knelt on one knee and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty."

"How's the situation with Ming Jiang?" Ming Yunqi asked.

"Your Majesty, after the young prince left the palace, he was a little unhappy at first, but later he didn't like the noise of the guards outside, so he asked them to go back early. In addition, the young prince was concerned about the injury of his close attendant Wang Fu, and gave Eunuch Wang a bottle of medicine."

Shi San recounted everything he had recorded in detail.

After hearing this, Ming Yunqi's face remained calm, "Medicine? What medicine?"

"The young prince gave the medicine to the eunuch."

Shi San raised his eyes and looked at His Majesty tentatively, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"But I have already got the medicine. Please have a look, Your Majesty."

As he spoke, Shi San took out a small medicine bottle from his arms and raised it above his head with both hands.

When the medicine bottle appeared in front of him, Ming Yunqi's eyes could not help but focus slightly. The medicine bottle was crystal clear, and the ointment flowing inside was clearly visible.

Manager Li hurried forward, took the medicine bottle from Shi San, and presented it respectfully to Ming Yunqi.

Ming Yunqi took the medicine bottle and felt it was warm and cool to the touch. He knew in his heart that this was definitely not something from the Dayu Palace, but must be the child's own thing.

He gently opened the cork, and a fresh and pleasant smell instantly filled the air. Ming Yunqi felt that his nerves, which had been tense all night due to reviewing memorials, were miraculously relaxed.

Ming Yunqi narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled out the dagger from his waist without hesitation, and lightly scratched his finger.

"His Majesty?!!"

"Your Majesty, you must not damage the dragon's body!"

Li Defu looked at Ming Yunqi in horror and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, but Ming Yunqi's movements were too fast. Before he could react, Ming Yunqi's fingers were already covered in blood and drops of blood were dripping down.

"Go and call the imperial physician!" Li Defu shouted anxiously.

"It's okay." Ming Yunqi looked calm and stopped Li Defu from shouting in panic.

He held the crystal clear medicine bottle, gently poured out a drop of medicine, and accurately dropped it on his injured finger.

Li Defu looked at His Majesty with a face full of worry, thinking that His Majesty trusted the young prince too much and rashly tried the medicine on himself without even knowing the ingredients of the medicine.

However, the moment the potion dripped onto His Majesty's fingers, a miracle happened.

The finger that was originally covered in blood and flesh began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, only a faint red mark was left, and this red mark was slowly disappearing.

"Your Highness is amazing! This is truly a miracle drug!"

Li Defu was so excited that his voice was trembling. Just now he had some doubts about the young prince's medicine, but now he felt that he was too narrow-minded.

But at this moment, Chief Steward Li keenly noticed that there was no trace of surprise on His Majesty's expression, but rather a hint of gloom.

This child was too careless. He exposed his uniqueness for the sake of a eunuch.

The magical things and abilities he possesses are unique in this era.

If those with bad intentions knew about this, the little guy would definitely be in danger and would be cheated till nothing was left.