The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Inside the palace, Ming Yunqi had just gotten up from the steaming hot bath, wearing only a loose outer robe casually draped over his broad, solid shoulders.

The slightly open collar revealed a large area of ​​cold white chest, with crystal clear water droplets hanging on the tight muscles. The water droplets slowly slid down along his smooth and powerful muscle lines, passed by his thin waist, and finally disappeared under the hem of his clothes.

He walked with steady and calm steps from the bathtub to the shelf beside it, and gently hooked his slender and well-defined fingers.

He took off the towel, then raised his hand and casually wiped the ink-like long hair a few times, with a casual touch in his movements.

Then he walked straight towards Ming Jiang.

In the bathtub, the water vapor was thick, like a thin veil, blocking Ming Jiang's sight.

The little guy held on to the edge of the bathtub with both hands, his hands turned slightly white due to the effort, and his little feet in the water were dangling restlessly, trying to keep his balance.

Suddenly, he seemed to step on something slippery and his body shook violently.

The panicked little cub subconsciously lowered his head and looked underwater. In that moment of distraction, his hands hanging on the bathtub shifted out of position due to distraction, and the whole person suddenly leaned back and was about to fall into the water.

"Ah! Father, save me!"

At that moment, Ming Jiang had hallucinations. He seemed to be back in that dark space again. The water beneath him rushed towards him, and Ming Jiang screamed in fear.

His little face turned pale in an instant, and his little hands waved frantically in the air, trying to grab anything that could save his life.

Help, someone come and save me, is there anyone?

Ming Jiang sent out countless calls for help, but in the end, she never waited for the person who could save her to appear.

Ming Jiang closed his eyes in despair, waiting for the piercing black water to drown him.

Ming Yunqi noticed something strange here, his expression frightened, and his originally steady pace suddenly quickened, and he ran towards Ming Jiang.

Almost at the same time Ming Jiang fell into the water, Ming Yunqi rushed to the edge of the bathing pool. He stretched out his arms without hesitation, and his slender and powerful hands accurately pinched Ming Jiang's armpits and lifted him steadily out of the water.

The moment Ming Jiang was pulled out of the water, he was like a frightened kitten, his wet hair sticking to his cheeks, his big eyes full of fear and trepidation. He hugged Ming Yunqi's arm tightly, his body shaking slightly uncontrollably.

"It's okay! It's okay, don't be afraid."

Ming Yunqi felt the trembling body and tense emotions of the little cub in his arms, and quickly pulled a large and thick towel over and carefully wrapped the naked little fat cub tightly.

Then, he gently raised his other hand and placed it on Ming Jiang's back, stroking it slowly, while softly soothing the frightened little fellow.

"Wow wow wow~" Ming Jiang listened to Ming Yunqi's voice and felt the familiar and reassuring atmosphere around him. The fear, grievance and uneasiness that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time suddenly burst out. He could no longer hold back and burst into tears, loud and sad.

"It hurts, Father, it hurts so much, oooo... The water is biting, Ming Jiang's feet hurt, oooo..."

The little guy was crying and sobbing, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he looked very pitiful.

Ming Yunqi heard this and thought that the little guy had accidentally bumped into something during his panicked struggle.

A trace of worry flashed across his eyes. He bent down slightly and gently changed the position of the wet little cub in his arms so that it could rest more comfortably in his arms, then carefully lifted a corner of the towel wrapped around Ming Jiang and carefully examined his little feet.

The little cub's feet were white, plump, round and cute, without any signs of injury.

Ming Yunqi frowned, but looking at the little cub crying heartbreakingly, Ming Yunqi's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

Is it a bone injury?

Thinking of this, Ming Yunqi did not dare to delay for a moment, and walked towards the bedroom with Ming Jiang in his arms at big strides.

The corridor connecting the two palaces was very cleverly designed. The temperature was almost the same as that of the previous palace. The cub wrapped in layers of towels did not feel the cold at all.

But there were still crystal tears hanging in the corners of his eyes. He nestled in Ming Yunqi's arms, raised his head, and stared at his father who was holding him without blinking.

At this moment, Ming Yunqi was worried about him, so his usually stern jawline was slightly tightened, and the lines were more distinct.

Ming Jiang watched and couldn't help being lost in thought.

This father emperor really seems to be different from that bad guy...

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but press closer to Ming Yunqi's arms.

Ming Yunqi noticed the cub's movements and thought he was in great pain, so he spoke to comfort him:

"Baby, be good. Let the doctor check on you later. The pain will go away soon."

He could not help but quicken his pace.

After a while, with a slight "click" sound, the door of the passage opened again.

Before the palace servants came around, Ming Yunqi ordered in a deep voice:

"Go and call the director of the Imperial Hospital." He paused, thinking of Ming Jiang's mysterious origins, and felt a little worried.

Did those damned witches do anything to the little cub? After thinking for a moment, he continued:

"Please invite the Imperial Master as well."

"Yes!" The palace servants responded in unison. After receiving the order, two of them immediately hurried to the Imperial Hospital and the Imperial Master's residence.

At this time, Li Defu passed by them and walked in from outside.

Ming Yunqi carried Ming Jiang and quickly walked into the bedroom, gently placed him on the bed, then picked up a clean towel beside him and carefully wiped off the remaining moisture on Ming Jiang's body.

The palace maid had already deftly lifted a corner of the quilt on the bed. Ming Yunqi tucked the dried little cub into the quilt and pulled the quilt up to make sure he wouldn't catch a cold.

After doing all this, he waved his hand, signaling the palace servants to leave. He then sat down beside the bed, picked up a dry towel, and gently wiped the cub's hair.

Ming Jiang lay there obediently, his head resting on Ming Yunqi's strong thighs, his eyes slightly closed, allowing Ming Yunqi to fiddle with his hair in an unfamiliar but extremely serious manner.

"I'm sorry." Ming Jiang suddenly opened his eyes and said softly, with a hint of timidity and guilt in his voice.

Ming Yunqi paused abruptly, and looked down at Ming Jiang's eyes that were as bright as stars. After a few seconds, he continued his movements and asked softly:

"Why are you apologizing to me?" The voice was low and gentle.

"I don't know, I just wanted to say that." Ming Jiang blinked and lowered his eyes embarrassedly.

He would never tell his father that just now when he was taking a bath, he misunderstood that his father wanted to skin him alive. Also, before that, he was thinking of using his father to recover from his spiritual injuries as soon as possible... When Ming Jiang thought of this, he felt more and more sorry.

Looking at the little guy's confident and somewhat cute look, Ming Yunqi couldn't help but smile dotingly and said:

"Well, okay, father has received our Ming Jiang's apology. No matter what happened, father will forgive our Ming Jiang."

"Yeah!" Ming Jiang immediately smiled brightly upon hearing this. He stretched out his little hand, took Ming Yunqi's big hand off his head, and rubbed it on his face affectionately, like a coquettish little kitten.

Looking at the little guy being so intimate and dependent, Ming Yunqi felt as if a certain part of his heart was gently brushed by a feather, becoming soft, and a feeling of warmth and satisfaction that he had never experienced before surged into his heart.

Li Defu stood aside, watching the scene quietly, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

He was destined to be the "bad guy" who broke this warmth. Looking at His Majesty's gentle appearance at the moment, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He didn't know how furious His Majesty would be when he found out what those stupid people in the Ming family had done, and whether he could withstand that raging anger.

Li Defu hesitated for a moment, but still took a few steps forward.

Ming Yunqi glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and seeing his hesitant expression, he knew that he must have something to report.

"Li Defu!" Ming Yunqi gently tucked Ming Jiang into the bed to ensure that he would not catch a cold, then he opened the curtain and walked out. His expression returned to its former majesty, and he asked in a low voice, "What happened?"