The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Ming Yunqi moved his body slightly and sat up, being very careful not to disturb the sleeping cub in his arms.

The leader of the secret guards understood what he meant, and walked forward quickly and respectfully, placing the soft pillow gently behind His Majesty.

Ming Yunqi slowly sat up from the bed and leaned against the headboard. The little guy groaned in displeasure at his actions.

Ming Yunqi froze for a moment, not daring to move. After a moment, he hugged the little guy tightly in his arms, patted him gently, and soothed his anxiety.

Ming Jiang muttered a few words, grabbed Ming Yunqi's clothes tightly with her little hands, and buried her little face in them.

Seeing the little cub's sleepy appearance, Ming Yunqi's mouth corners unconsciously raised, outlining a rare smile. The leader of the secret guards stood nearby, and seeing the gentle expression on His Majesty's face, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The little guy's saliva was almost rubbing onto Your Majesty's collar, but Your Majesty was not annoyed at all, instead he smiled.

This young master must be the young prince without a doubt.

Judging from how much His Majesty loves this little prince, the Ming family's little plan will be in vain.

After the little cub fell asleep soundly, Ming Yunqi slowly and gently placed it on the dragon couch, stood up and put on his shoes, while signaling to the leader of the secret guards.

"Go and call the Imperial Master."

"Yes, Your Majesty"

The leader of the secret guards replied immediately, bowed, quietly took two steps back, and disappeared in the palace in an instant.

Ming Yunqi was about to turn around and leave the bed, but he felt a slight resistance.

Turning his head, he saw that it was the little fellow's chubby hands that were tightly grasping his clothes. He carefully took off the clothes that the little cub was holding tightly, and gently put them into the little cub's arms.

Ming Jiang seemed to sense something and hugged his robe tighter. Seeing this, Ming Yunqi smiled knowingly and patted him gently again to comfort him.

Just as he turned to leave, his eyes were suddenly attracted by something on the bed.

I saw that where he had just been lying, there was a thumb-sized fluffy colorful strip, like the tail of some small animal.

Ming Yunqi picked it up gently. It felt soft to the touch, as if he was touching the finest silk.

What was even more amazing was that this thing seemed to have life and rubbed against his palm when he kneaded it.

But when he frowned and looked closely, the little thing collapsed in his palm, pretending to be dead, not moving a muscle.

Ming Yunqi raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he felt a little strange that such a strange tail had self-awareness, he did not show it on his face. He just held the little thing in his palm and played with it.

He casually picked up another robe from the side and put it on, covering his strong chest muscles and smooth lines.

He walked quietly away from the bed and sat down at the desk in the outer room.

On the desk lay the memorials that he had not yet reviewed, and he picked up his red pen to begin reviewing them.

At this time, Fu Ling, who received the news, hurried towards the emperor's palace.

Fu Ling pushed open the palace door with an excited look on his face. He was overjoyed to see His Majesty sitting behind the desk and was about to open his mouth to salute.

Ming Yunqi raised his index finger and made a gesture of silence, stopping the words that were about to come out.

Fu Ling was startled by His Majesty's sudden action. He subconsciously followed His Majesty's line of sight and turned his head to look at the bed.

I saw a small bulge there, and a chubby little hand stretched out from the quilt restlessly.

He suddenly realized.

It turned out that it was Chief Steward Li who found the young prince.

No wonder His Majesty woke up so quickly, it seems that Butler Li is quite efficient.

Fu Ling didn't know that at this moment, Chief Steward Li was still outside the palace searching for the young prince, and he was so worried that his hair was almost falling out.

After receiving the note from the leader of the secret guards saying "Your Majesty has awakened, come quickly", he hurried over.

Ming Yunqi's awakening was indeed due to Xiao Mingjiang's contribution, but Xiao Mingjiang was not found by Li Zongguan, but appeared here on his own.

"Your Majesty, I will take your pulse." Fu Ling bowed to Ming Yunqi and lowered his voice deliberately.

Ming Yunqi nodded, and Fu Ling walked forward respectfully to feel Ming Yunqi's pulse.

Fu Ling's eyebrows twitched slightly. As he expected, the curse in His Majesty's body had been lifted, and there were no sequelae.

He only knew from the prophecy that only this young prince could completely remove the curse from His Majesty, but he could not tell what method the young prince would use.

For a moment, he became more and more curious about the little prince who suddenly appeared, and could not help but cast his gaze towards the direction of the Emperor's bed again.

He could only vaguely see a small outline and could not see the little prince's face clearly. He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

When he turned back, he met His Majesty's gaze which was fixed on him, and Fu Ling felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness in his heart.

As his eyes moved, he was attracted by the fluffy little object that His Majesty was playing with in his hand.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Wasn't this something he picked up at the door of the palace? How could it be here, Your Majesty?

Sensing Fu Ling's gaze on it, the little tail seemed to be alert, curling up and tightly wrapped around Ming Yunqi's fingers. Ming Yunqi could even feel its vigilance, and the hair on the palm of his hand was slightly pricked.

Ming Yunqi calmly put the little tail into his sleeve, and the little tail wrapped around his wrist half a circle, disguising himself as a furry colorful bracelet.

Ming Yunqi was worried about waking up the cub, so he asked Fu Ling to cast a spell to set up a barrier in advance.

Separate them from the sleeping cubs in the bed and make sure the cubs can't hear them.

Ming Yunqi looked at Fu Ling steadily, his voice steady and calm: "What's wrong with my body?"

Fu Ling glanced at His Majesty's expression, lowered his eyes and answered truthfully:

"Your Majesty is in good health and is not susceptible to common diseases. Your Majesty fainted this time because someone..."

He raised his eyes to look at Ming Yunqi again and spoke slowly.

"It's because your majesty has been cursed by witchcraft."

For a moment, the air around them seemed to freeze. Fu Ling did not dare to look up at His Majesty's expression.

"Fu Ling, were you responsible for the cleansing of the remnants of the Wu clan from the previous dynasty?"

With a plop, Fu Ling opened his robe and knelt on his knees:

"The humble minister is guilty."

At that time, he was indeed in charge of clearing out the remnants of the Wu clan, and he also confirmed that all the direct descendants of the Wu clan had been killed.

"I'll give you three days to bring the culprit's head to me."

"As you command, Your Majesty." Fu Ling looked embarrassed, but he had no choice but to agree.

"Okay, get up." Ming Yunqi waved his hand, signaling him to get up.

"Then I will take my leave?"

"Ah."

Fu Ling stood up, but did not move. Ming Yunqi looked up at him with doubt in his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"What, is there anything else?"

Fu Ling hesitated to speak. Although he didn't need to worry about the emperor's personal affairs, he was too curious about the young prince.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly. Don't hesitate."

"Your Majesty, regarding the young prince's ability to lift the witch clan's curse, I would like to ask Your Majesty, may I know who the young prince's mother clan is?"

"Your Highness?"

Ming Yunqi paused with the red pen in his hand, and his hand trembled, leaving a large ink dot on a memorial. He frowned and looked straight at Fu Ling, his face blank.

What does that mean? Where did this little prince come from? How come he doesn't know about it?