The system takes the poor cub to find his father

After a long while, Ming Jiang was tired of crying and her sobbing gradually subsided.

Ming Yunqi wrapped him tightly with his cloak, leaving only his tear-stained little face exposed.

Feeling Ming Jiang's wet face buried in his neck, Ming Yunqi's face became even colder.

Looking at the crying little cub, Ming Yunqi was worried that the little guy would hurt himself with crying, so he coaxed him patiently.

A gust of wind blew by, and the little cub couldn't help but sneeze. Ming Yunqi frowned, holding the little cub and walked towards his own bedroom.

After taking two steps, he stopped and swept his cold eyes over the pale-faced maids and guards. A trace of indifference flashed across his eyes, and then he glanced at Li Defu.

Li Defu understood what he meant, bowed, and watched Ming Yunqi leave.

When the Emperor's back disappeared around the corner, he stood up and glanced contemptuously at the people kneeling on the ground.

Li Defu waved his hand, and many guards holding weapons emerged from behind him. These guards were well-trained and had stern expressions. Compared with the team led by Liang Zhaoting, they were obviously more imposing and could not be compared with them.

"Deal with them. The little prince hasn't gone far yet. Tell them to be quiet and don't make any strange noises. If they scare the little prince, you will be held accountable!"

"Yes!" After receiving the order, the guards took action quickly.

For a moment, screams came one after another, but they were soon suppressed. After a moment, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the strong smell of blood spread and reached Li Defu's nose.

He frowned, raised his hand to cover his nose, and said with disdain:

"What bad luck! I have to go back and change into new clothes. It's a waste of the new robe I made today."

"Master..." Wang Fu, covered in dust, followed Li Defu. Looking at the corpses with their heads and bodies separated, his face turned pale and he kept making retching sounds.

Li Defu looked at Wang Fu's appearance, feeling distressed and a little disappointed.

"Is this little scene enough to scare you?"

He sighed, and sat down in the small pavilion in the imperial garden, watching the remains of the body in the yard being quickly dragged out, leaving only a trail of blood.

He picked up the teapot on the tray of the stone table, slowly poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Wang Fu. He watched the bloodstains outside being cleaned up bit by bit without changing his expression. He gently took a sip of the tea in his cup and said meaningfully:

"Ah Fu, Master was able to protect you before. You could keep your innocence and not have to see these dark things, but people always have to learn to grow up on their own. Master can protect you for a while, but not for a lifetime."

"It's your blessing that the young prince likes you, but whether you can keep this blessing with you forever depends on your own efforts."

"Master, it's all my fault for being so stupid that I let these people bully the little prince like this today. I won't do it again in the future. I will protect the little prince well!"

Wang Fu looked at Li Defu with big eyes, and Li Defu was surprised by the seriousness in his eyes.

He found that Wang Fu's eyes were no longer as blank as before. Li Defu could see his seriousness from his expression.

His expression couldn't help but become somewhat complicated, yet somewhat relieved, as he thought that this silly apprentice had finally grown up.

"Tomorrow I will transfer Wang An to your place, and you two can take care of the young prince together. What do you think?" Li Defu suddenly said.

"Okay, thank you, Master!" Wang Fu agreed readily, with a hint of happiness in his tone.

"Aren't you afraid that Wang An will come to the young prince and take away his love for you?" Li Defu asked curiously.

"Neither Master nor Wang An will harm me. Wang An is smarter than me. If it was him following the little prince today, the little prince would not have suffered such a great injustice today." Wang Fu answered seriously.

Li Defu patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "It's good that you think so. With the degree of favor the young prince has received from His Majesty, you won't be the only one serving him. Instead of someone who is plotting against you, it's better to let Wang An come. At least he will never harm you."

"Yes, I know, Master."

"Okay, things here are almost done. You go back to the little prince's palace to pack up. From today on, the little prince will temporarily live with His Majesty."

Li Defu snorted coldly when he saw the two remaining twins trembling and frightened.

"I have to go out of the palace to do something, you go back."

Wang Fu looked at the bloody scene left in the imperial garden, said nothing, saluted to Li Defu and left.

"We have dealt with those insubordinate slaves. Is it our Master Mingyao's turn next? Hmm?"

Li Defu's voice slowly rang out in the somewhat silent imperial garden, carrying a hint of coldness.

Mingyao obviously sensed the chill, and his face turned pale instantly. His body began to tremble involuntarily, and his eyes were full of fear, but he still pretended to be calm and shouted in a timid voice:

"What are you doing? Uncle Huang, save me. I didn't know he was my little cousin. I didn't mean to bully him!"

Begging for mercy, he staggered back.

"Shut up!" Li Defu shouted angrily. He was already angry because he saw his disciple being bullied and the young prince with torn clothes. He was even more disgusted with the domineering young master of the Ming family.

"How dare you try to claim kinship with His Majesty and the Little Prince? How dare you do that!"

The people of the Ming family are really shameless. They know that His Majesty hates them, but they still have to pop up from time to time to disgust him.

If it weren't for your majesty's kindness and not holding them accountable, otherwise, before your majesty ascended the throne, all of them would have been sent to hell.

How could they give Mingyao the opportunity to harm the young prince?

If His Majesty and I had not arrived in time, the little prince might have been killed.

This little prince is the lucky star of the Dayu Dynasty predicted by the national teacher. Mingyao wants to ruin the future of Dayu. He deserves death!

Li Defu became angrier the more he thought about it. He took two steps forward, swung his arm, and slapped Mingyao twice with two crisp "pa pa" sounds.

The two slaps were so powerful that Mingyao's ears suddenly felt a buzzing sound. He was slapped away and fell heavily to the ground. His cheeks swelled up instantly and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Your branch of the Ming family should thank you. This is the end of the story."

As Li Defu spoke softly, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and slowly wiped the blood off his hands from when he slapped Mingyao just now. Then, with a look of disgust on his face, he threw the handkerchief at the stunned Mingyao.