The system takes the poor cub to find his father

"Sir, we are still a hundred miles away from the nearest post station. In my opinion, given the current situation, we may have to camp outdoors tonight."

A silver-faced guard with a sturdy figure and a sword on his waist stepped forward quickly, clasped his fists and bowed, and reported to Ming Yunqi.

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of fatigue from the journey, yet also a hint of competence.

Ming Yunqi held Ming Jiang in his arms, looked up at the setting sun, which had turned orange-red, and then looked around at the deserted place with sparse vegetation. He looked calm and steady, and ordered decisively:

"Pass the order and have the team speed up. We must find a place with water before dark, set up camp, rest for the night, and continue on our journey tomorrow."

After saying that, he looked down at Ming Jiang in his arms, with a barely perceptible heartache in his eyes. They had been traveling non-stop for three days and three nights, and the adults were already exhausted, let alone the young cub in his arms.

The guards all looked at Ming Jiang, their eyes full of admiration and praise. In the past few days, the little prince had been sleeping in the open with them, but he had never complained.

He is worthy of being your Majesty's prince. He is so resolute at such a young age.

Looking at Ming Jiang's bright eyes full of curiosity and excitement, the guards' fatigue of the past few days suddenly dissipated a lot, as if they were infected by the vitality of this little guy.

Ming Yunqi turned over gently, holding Ming Jiang and straddling the horse steadily.

He carefully wrapped his thick cloak around Ming Jiang, leaving only her fair, tender, rosy face exposed. The little guy's eyes were sparkling with excitement.

Following Ming Yunqi's low and powerful shout, the horse he was riding let out a long neigh, spread out its four hooves, and galloped out like an arrow.

The biting cold wind blew in her face, like countless knives scraping at her face, making it almost impossible for Ming Jiang to open her eyes. The sound of the wind whistled in her ears.

Ming Jiang, whose little face was hurt by the cold wind, cleverly shrank into Ming Yunqi's cloak, gently opening a narrow gap and looking curiously at the trees that were rapidly retreating. The curiosity and excitement in her eyes did not diminish at all.

In order to ensure the safety of the cub and prevent him from moving around on the horse's back and falling off, Ming Yunqi's arm tightly wrapped around Ming Jiang's small body like an iron hoop.

"Hurry up, faster, Daddy!" Ming Jiang's childish voice rang out in the wind, filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Gee!" Ming Yunqi lifted the reins slightly, squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the brown-red horse he sat on panted and galloped more happily, raising dust all the way.

The secret guards behind him were all dressed in black, and their figures were as agile as ghosts. They followed closely on both sides of Ming Yunqi, maintaining a neat and tight formation, and galloped towards the front which was gradually shrouded by dusk.

Their figures appeared particularly agile and graceful in the afterglow of the setting sun, and soon disappeared from the spot, leaving only a cloud of dust slowly drifting in the air.

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Perhaps it was God's blessing that when night was about to fall, Ming Yunqi and others finally heard the sound of gurgling water.

Following the sound, they saw a crystal clear river before their eyes. The water sparkled in the moonlight, and they could see huge fish jumping out of the water happily from time to time, breathing the fresh air and splashing a string of crystal water.

Ming Yunqi didn't need to say much, the secret guards had already been well-trained and acted swiftly.

Before Ming Yunqi and his son arrived, the secret guards had already built the tent steadily and the stove was set up. The blazing flames licked the bottom of the pot, and the milky white fish soup was bubbling in the pot, steaming. The aroma filled the entire camp, making people salivate at the smell.

Ming Jiang snuggled in Ming Yunqi's arms, sitting around the burning fire. Her little body rested on Ming Yunqi's knees, her chin supported by her little hands, and she stared at the busy people around her without blinking, her eyes full of curiosity and novelty.

After a while, he seemed to remember something. He rubbed his sore legs with his little hands, and his little mouth curled up slightly, revealing a look of pain.

This was the little guy's first time riding a horse. Although he was held in his father's arms the whole time and enjoyed the feeling of riding at full speed,

But after getting off the horse, the "aftereffects" of riding slowly began to show up. His little butt felt like it was about to be split in two, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't sit or stand. At this moment, he felt that his butt no longer belonged to him, and he could only lazily lean on his father's body, seeking a little comfort.

"After dinner, Daddy will rub you with medicated oil, otherwise you will be in pain all over when you get up tomorrow."

Ming Yunqi gently stroked Ming Jiang's soft and smooth hair. Looking at the little guy's lazy and listless appearance, his heart was filled with heartache and self-blame.

I was so busy getting on the road that I forgot this was the cub's first time riding a horse. Unlike adults who travel all year round, the little guy's body is delicate and how can he withstand such bumps.

"Okay!" Ming Jiang sniffed the fragrant fish soup and couldn't help swallowing. His eyes never left the pot of fish soup from beginning to end, as if he was under a spell.

After eating dried meat for three consecutive days, Ming Jiang was finally able to drink a sip of hot fish soup. The pain in his body seemed to have been thrown away by him.

Looking at Ming Jiang's greedy look, Ming Yunqi felt both amused and a little distressed.

I should have let Ming Jiang follow Li Defu and walk slowly, so that she wouldn't have to suffer so much.

The little guy didn't say a word the whole way and endured it silently. It was really hard for him.

"Young Master, Young Master, please enjoy your meal." A secret guard came over, holding a tray with two bowls of steaming fish soup on it, steady in both hands.

In addition to the fish soup, the tray also contained some game they had hunted today. Ming Jiang had sharp eyes and recognized at a glance that the evenly sliced ​​meat should be rabbit meat. It was fresh and tender in color, and the sight of it greatly increased one's appetite.

The discerning secret guards set up a small table in front of Ming Yunqi and his son, carefully placed the fish soup and various foods in an orderly manner, and also placed some wild fruits that they picked while looking for prey in front of Ming Jiang and his son.

Ming Jiang's eyes suddenly lit up as he didn't expect to be able to eat fresh fruits in the wild. He couldn't wait to reach out and grab a washed, pink fruit and put it directly into his mouth.

"Hmm, great!" The juice from the bursting fruit splashed into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste made Ming Jiang's eyes narrow into slits, and a satisfied smile filled his face.

"Daddy, you eat too!" Ming Jiang said vaguely as he picked the largest and reddest fruit and handed it to Ming Yunqi's mouth, his eyes full of anticipation and joy of sharing.

Ming Yunqi opened his mouth slightly and took a light bite of the fruit. The juice spread in his mouth, sweet with a hint of sourness.

The taste was naturally not as good as those rare and exotic fruits that were tributed from thousands of miles away to the imperial palace, but seeing Ming Jiang eating so sweetly and contentedly, for some reason, the fruit also became delicious in Ming Yunqi's mouth, and before he knew it, he had finished eating a small fruit.

After drinking the warm and delicious fish soup, Ming Jiang was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping. Holding the sleepy cub in his arms, Ming Yunqi got up and walked into the tent.

Ming Yunqi gently lifted Ming Jiang's robe, only to see that his thighs and buttocks were covered with bruises. The shocking sight made Ming Yunqi frown tightly.

He carefully took out the ointment and gently applied it to Ming Jiang's wound, massaging it softly with his fingers to help him clear his meridians, hoping to relieve the little guy's pain tomorrow so that he wouldn't be in so much pain that he couldn't walk.

The night gradually deepened, the bonfire outside was still crackling, and occasionally there were the sounds of night birds chirping and the footsteps of patrolling secret guards.

In the tent, Ming Jiang had fallen into a deep sleep with a satisfied smile on her face. Ming Yunqi sat beside the bed, looking at Ming Jiang quietly, his eyes full of tenderness and kindness.