The system takes the poor cub to find his father

"Young Master, I just brought some food from the imperial kitchen. Would you like to eat something to fill your stomach?"

Wang Fu knocked on the door softly, then slowly pushed it open and walked in.

He held the food box steadily in both hands and walked lightly into the room. He then placed the food box gently on the table, bowed slightly, and walked towards the bed.

In the morning, Ming Jiang said she wanted to take a short rest, so Wang Fu left as she said.

It was already noon, but there was no movement behind the bed curtains. Wang Fu was surprised and called out carefully:

"Young Master? Are you awake?"

He tiptoed towards the bed and slowly pulled open the hanging curtain. When his eyes fell on the bed, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that the bedding was neatly folded, with no sign that anyone had slept in it.

Wang Fu was immediately extremely anxious. How could such a big cub be lost?

Could it be that this young master was kidnapped by some blind person?

After thinking about it, he shook his head again, denying himself. No, this is the imperial palace. How could someone be so bold as to kidnap someone in the imperial palace?

He confirmed it again and again before going out.

He left only after he helped the young master wash up and get into bed.

Could it be that the young master sneaked out to play?

Wang Fu was a little anxious. Although there were no other masters in the palace except His Majesty for the time being, this place was close to the Emperor's Qinzheng Hall. If the little cub was accidentally captured by the guards, those guards would not show mercy.

He stumbled out the door, thinking about looking for Wang An and asking him to help him look for the young master, hoping that nothing would happen to him.

On the long corridor, a chubby little figure was lowering his head, searching for something back and forth.

Ming Jiang pursed her lips tightly, looking unhappy.

When System 8517 rescued him from Jiang's house, he was holding tightly in his hand the small tail that was cut off when he tore it from Jiang Mian's waist before he was blown into a bloody mist.

Those were his things. Even though the bad guy was dead, he didn't want his little tail to be buried with him. So Ming Jiang had to take both the little sword and his little tail back from him.

He clearly remembered that after coming into this world, 8517 hung its little tail on his clothes.

But just when he was sleeping, he touched it casually, but found nothing. The little tail was gone.

Moreover, he could vaguely receive a trace of spiritual consciousness from the little tail.

Because his spiritual injury had not yet fully healed, he could only sense that the little tail was in a happy state at the moment, as if it had encountered something very interesting.

"You stinky tail!" Ming Jiang was so angry that his cheeks bulged. His legs were so tired! If he hadn't been looking for him, he would have fallen asleep now. He was so sleepy!

That ugly tail must have run away on its own. The playful fellow decided to burn off all its hair with fire after finding it, leaving it with a bald tail.

Let’s see if it dares to run around again, hum!

Ming Jiang followed the faint scent coming from the little tail and finally found that the scent was staying on top of a tall palace.

He looked around and felt that this place looked familiar. After a moment, he suddenly realized that this was the place where he first came to this world.

There was no guard standing guard at the deserted palace gate. Unlike the lively scene he saw in the morning, it was too quiet at this moment.

Xiao Ming Jiang had no idea that in order to minimize the number of people who knew about the emperor's physical condition,

All the guards in the open here have been withdrawn, but the number of secret guards hiding in the dark has only increased.

Xiao Mingjiang's soul was still wounded at this moment, and he was focused on finding his little tail, so he didn't notice the hidden guards.

At this time, they all had their weapons at their waists, staring at the little round boy as he walked up the stairs step by step with difficulty. They were just waiting for the commander's order to kill the boy instantly.

Perhaps because he was tired from walking, the little guy put his hands on his knees, breathing rapidly, and his little face turned red due to excessive exercise.

Ming Jiang rested for a while, and when his breathing became stable, he looked up at the tightly closed door. He could clearly feel that the stinky tail must be in this palace.

The masked guard squatting on the corner of the palace looked at the commander not far away with some hesitation, and signaled with his eyes:

"This little guy is about to go in, Commander, should we take action?"

On the other side, a man in black was also watching Ming Jiang closely, his brows tightly furrowed beneath his mask.

He recalled what the Imperial Master said when he left, and wanted to order the little fellow to be executed on the spot. However, when he saw that the little cub looked 50% similar to His Majesty, he couldn't help but hesitate.

He had heard clearly the previous conversation between the Imperial Master and Chief Steward Li, and knew that Chief Steward Li was currently looking for the young prince whose identity was unknown.

No one knew more about these young masters sent to the palace than he did.

This young master suddenly appeared, as if out of thin air, without any warning, and he also knew that even the Ming family who sent him in certainly did not know the child's origins.

A bold idea suddenly came to his mind:

Could this child be the little prince that His Majesty has?

Of course, it is also possible that it was planted by someone with ulterior motives.

But he felt that the former was the most likely possibility. If that was true, perhaps His Majesty could be saved.

There were no fewer secret guards in the palace than outside. He could see that the little guy didn't carry any weapons or poisons.

He lowered his eyes to hide all the emotions in them and decided to take a gamble.

If an accident occurs, he will commit suicide to apologize to repay Your Majesty's kindness.

After making up his mind, the leader of the secret guards raised his hand and gestured, signaling everyone not to act rashly and to let the little guy in.

The next second, he flashed like a ghost and disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he had already entered the palace and was guarding the door with full concentration.

With a creaking sound, the heavy door was finally pushed open a crack by Ming Jiang.

The little cub hesitated for a few seconds, then finally stepped over the high threshold and squeezed in through the gap.

Ming Jiang was stunned by what he saw.

He saw carved beams and painted buildings, and jade-like buildings. Thin wisps of smoke rose from the incense burner. The scent of ambergris slowly drifted into his nose, making him sneeze uncomfortably.

"Aqiu!" Ming Jiang covered her mouth nervously, and her eyes fell on the man sleeping on the bed.

At first, he was still a little alert, but when he realized that the man was not awakened by the noise he made, he slowly relaxed.

He tiptoed slowly towards the man, and the secret guards hiding in the dark didn't dare to breathe.