The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Suddenly, a soft and warm little body came closer and leaned against Ming Yunqi. The touch of that little body instantly pulled Ming Yunqi back from his memories.

He looked down and saw that the little cub, who had been sitting in the middle of the couch, had quietly moved to the edge little by little.

The small body nestled tightly against his thighs, and the dark eyes would cautiously glance at him from time to time, as if testing something.

Realizing that Ming Yunqi didn't have the slightest objection, the little guy seemed to be relieved, and mustered up the courage to rub against him, almost sticking to him.

Ming Yunqi found it funny in his heart, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he pretended not to notice the little guy's little action.

At this time, a maid came forward and reported respectfully:

"Your Majesty, the little prince's clothes have been delivered by the palace servants in your palace."

"Let them send it in." Ming Yunqi said softly.

"Yes." The maid took the order and left.

The next moment, Wang Fu, Qiu Sang and the others, under the guidance of the maid, folded Ming Jiang's clothes neatly and put them in the designated place.

Then, the maid respectfully withdrew.

"Look up, I'll apply medicine on you." Ming Yunqi looked at the red and swollen scars on Ming Jiang's cheeks, his face a little gloomy.

Ming Jiang's eyes flashed and he seemed to see a familiar medicine bottle flashing past him.

"Hey!" Isn't that the medicine he gave to Fu Fu? How come it is in the hands of the emperor?

Could it be?

Ming Jiang looked at Ming Yunqi suspiciously, and Ming Yunqi calmly put the medicine bottle in.

It seemed that it was Ming Jiang's illusion just now, but the familiar smell of medicine applied on his face,

It was clearly his bottle of medicine. Before he could react,

Ming Yunqi gently reached out his hand and picked up Ming Jiang steadily. After sitting down on the couch, he put the little cub, who was a little panicked by the sudden flight, into his arms. Then he picked up a preserved fruit from the snack plate on the table, gently put it into the little cub's mouth, and said with a smile:

"Taste this."

"Hmm..." Ming Jiang subconsciously opened his mouth and took a bite. In an instant, a rich sweet taste spread in his mouth. His eyes lit up instantly and he exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, delicious!"

The little guy chewed quickly. The preserved fruits in the palace were all carefully processed by the palace servants and had been shelled long ago, so Ming Yunqi was not worried that he would choke.

The delicious preserved fruit made Ming Jiang forget about the small medicine bottle for a moment.

"Father~I want more~" Ming Jiang suddenly tugged at Ming Yunqi's long sleeves and called out in a baby voice.

Ming Yunqi's body stiffened slightly. This was the second time the little cub took the initiative to call him father. It was completely different from the first time when he cried at the top of his lungs. This time he could clearly feel the temptation and expectation in Ming Jiang's tone.

After a while, Ming Yunqi slowly tightened his arms, hugged the cub tighter, and responded softly: "Father is here."

Although Ming Yunqi remained calm and composed, Ming Jiang keenly noticed that his father's hand holding the preserved fruit seemed to tremble slightly.

For some reason, when Ming Jiang saw his father like this, his originally uneasy heart suddenly calmed down.

He couldn't help but stretch out his little hand and put it around Ming Yunqi's thin waist. He raised his head, looked at Ming Yunqi with sparkling eyes, and said crisply:

"Father, Ming Jiang likes you!"

The child's emotions were so direct and passionate that Ming Yunqi couldn't help but feel a little dazed. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He reached out and touched Ming Jiang's head, saying gently, "Father likes Ming Jiang, too."

"However, although the dirty Ming Jiang is very cute, do we have to change these tattered clothes?" Ming Yunqi joked with a smile.

At this moment, Ming Jiang's clothes were covered with mud because she had rolled on the ground many times during the fight with Ming Yao. Half of the black mud had already rubbed onto Ming Yunqi's robe.

With a "boom", Ming Jiang's little face turned red. He thought to himself: Now that's good, I have really become a little slob in my father's heart.

"I want to take a shower." Ming Jiang realized belatedly that he was dirty. He didn't feel it just now, but now he felt itchy all over.

"Your Majesty, the hot water is ready." The maid reported at the right time.

"Come, father will take you to take a bath." Ming Yunqi said, picking up Ming Jiang and walking towards the bed.

Ming Yunqi held Ming Jiang in his arms and walked to the museum shelf on the right side of the bed. He gently turned the porcelain on it.

There was a loud "boom", and a small door that was big enough for two people to enter and exit appeared on the right side where there seemed to be a wall.

Ming Jiang's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked around curiously. Ming Yunqi held him and walked through the small door. The other side of the small door was connected to the palace next to it. After walking through a long corridor, there was another small door like the one in the bedroom.

When the small door was opened, a cloud of steam blew in the face, and a spacious and luxurious bathing pool appeared in front of Ming Jiang. The steaming water vapor filled the air, like a fairyland on earth.

Ming Yunqi never liked having palace servants serve him when he took a bath, so there were only him and Ming Jiang here.

"Wow! Father, are we going to take a shower here?" Ming Jiang asked excitedly.

"Yeah." Ming Yunqi responded. Before Ming Jiang could react, he had swiftly taken off Ming Jiang's dirty clothes, and then slowly stepped into the bathtub while holding Ming Jiang.

The water temperature in the bathtub was just right. Ming Yunqi took Ming Jiang to swim in the water for a while. After a while, Ming Jiang's fair little face turned red.

Afraid that Ming Jiang might faint due to not being used to taking a bath for the first time, Ming Yunqi took the eager little fellow for a swim, then picked up the bath brush and bath beans that the palace servants had placed by the bathtub, ready to give the little cub a bath.

"Ouch! It hurts!" Ming Jiang couldn't help but cry out in pain as Ming Yunqi just exerted force.

The little cub kicked its legs wildly in fear, trying to escape from Ming Yunqi. Its little hands tightly grasped the edge of the bathtub, and it looked at Ming Yunqi warily, with fear in its eyes.

At that moment, the force used by Ming Yunqi reminded Ming Jiang of the painful experience of being skinned and dismembered in his previous life, and his body subconsciously struggled violently.

Although it was hazy due to the steam, Ming Yunqi still saw the long red mark on the little cub's arm. He felt a little annoyed because he clearly didn't use much strength.

"Come here and let father see you." Ming Yunqi said softly.

"No, you are going to peel Ming Jiang's skin!" Ming Jiang cried out in a crying voice. At this moment, even the title of "Father" was thrown out of the window because of this fright.

"Why is your father peeling your skin? Come here quickly and let your father see if you need to apply some medicine." Ming Yunqi explained patiently.

"Then put down what's in your hand first. Ming Jiang is scared." Ming Jiang stared at the bath brush in Ming Yunqi's hand, her voice trembling.

Seeing that the little guy was really scared, Ming Yunqi was full of regret. He threw the bath brush aside as he was told and coaxed Ming Jiang with kind words.

After finally coaxing Ming Jiang into submission, the two of them had just changed their clothes when they heard that Chief Steward Li had hurried back to the palace and was now anxiously waiting for them in the bedroom.