The system takes the poor cub to find his father

The setting sun was as red as blood, and the crimson glow dyed the entire sky. Then as the dusk deepened, the warm colors gradually faded, and the sky became like a piece of ink-stained silk, slowly dimming.

The whistling wind slapped against the window frames, and the old wooden frames creaked in the raging wind.

Ming Jiang woke up slowly, and instantly realized that he was locked in a warm and strong embrace. He blinked his still dazed eyes, slowly raised his head, and what came into his sight was Ming Yunqi's quiet sleeping face.

The man's breathing was even and steady. His usually stern face now looked particularly gentle in his sleep. His high nose bridge, thin lips, and slightly furrowed eyebrows all looked as if they had been carefully carved.

Ming Jiang just stared at it quietly, feeling a little dazed for a moment, as if she had fallen into an unreal dream.

Recalling that except for the first night when he first arrived in this strange world, he followed Ming Yunqi every day and night since then, living and eating together.

Even though Ming Yunqi had disappeared every time he woke up in the morning, or his busy father had not shown up before he went to bed at night,

But this time, when he opened his eyes, his father was by his side and had never left.

Ming Jiang nestled obediently in Ming Yunqi's arms, slightly turning sideways to move her small body closer to her father.

He stretched out his tender little hand and gently touched Ming Yunqi's handsome eyebrows. The warm touch from his fingertips made him feel that all this was not an illusion.

"Daddy." He whispered softly, with a hint of irrepressible joy and shyness in his voice, and his little face instantly turned red.

Little did he know that Ming Yunqi, who seemed to be soundly asleep, had a barely perceptible arc on his lips, which soon disappeared, and his arms subconsciously tightened, hugging the little guy in his arms tighter.

The familiar sound of wind outside the window blew into the house, ruffling their hair.

The sound of the wind had once left a mark of fear in Ming Yunqi's youth, but now, at this warm moment, it miraculously made him feel the long-lost peace of mind, so much so that he fell into a deep and peaceful sleep, a sound sleep he had not had for a long time.

"Daddy, are you awake?"

Ming Jiang's soft childish voice broke the silence in the room. She broke free from Ming Yunqi's arms and struggled to climb to the same level as Ming Yunqi's eyes. Her chubby little fingers carefully pried open Ming Yunqi's eyelids, her eyes full of curiosity.

Ming Yunqi felt a soreness in his eyes. He opened his eyes reluctantly and met Ming Jiang's sparkling eyes, which were sparkling with agility and innocence.

"Baby, has anyone ever told you that it's impolite to pull someone's eyelids?" Ming Yunqi deliberately frowned and said in a serious tone.

"Daddy is not someone else!" Ming Jiang pouted her pink lips and explained anxiously,

"Ming Jiang just wants daddy to see me. Is daddy angry with Ming Jiang?" A trace of timidity flashed in the little guy's eyes, which made people feel pity for him.

Looking at Ming Jiang's pitiful appearance, Ming Yunqi felt a little guilty. He sighed softly and thought to himself that in front of his precious child, all principles and reasons were useless.

"Daddy is not angry." Ming Yunqi decided not to continue this topic. He didn't want to make the little guy cry. It would not be easy to coax him then.

Ming Yunqi keenly noticed that Ming Jiang's trust and dependence on him had been growing over this period of time.

I still remember when we first met, the little guy was covered with thorns, like a vigilant little hedgehog, arming himself with indifference and stubbornness.

But now, she has turned into a well-behaved, clingy and extremely cute little cake, which stays around him all day long and calls him "Daddy" sweetly.

Ming Yunqi was extremely happy about Ming Jiang's transformation, but also had some concerns. He was happy that the little girl finally opened her heart to accept him; he was worried that he could not give Ming Jiang enough protection and love, and that he would be hurt again.

However, deep down Ming Yunqi was quite content and relieved that Ming Jiang was becoming more and more dependent on him.

At this time, Wang Fu had already prepared dinner and was just waiting for the two masters to wake up so that they could enjoy it.

After washing up, Ming Yunqi and Ming Jiang sat at the dining table together. On the table was a light and delicious seafood porridge, several plates of exquisite side dishes exuding an alluring aroma, and several plates of their favorite snacks. Considering the fatigue of the journey, the food should not be too greasy, Wang Fu specially prepared these carefully. Ming Jiang ate with gusto, his cheeks bulging,

Just as they finished their meal and Wang Fu was arranging people to clean up the leftovers, there was a sudden loud noise outside.

"Who is it?" Then, there was a dull sound of something heavy falling to the ground, instantly breaking the silence in the room.

Wang Fu's face changed, and he reacted immediately. He stood in front of Ming Yunqi and Ming Jiang without hesitation, looking around with a vigilant look on his face. His nerves were tense to the extreme.

"Step back." Ming Yunqi's eyes were cold, like a sharp cold sword. He looked straight out the door. His voice was low and majestic, with an unquestionable tone.

"But your majesty..." Wang Fu looked worried and turned to look at Ming Jiang. Ming Jiang gently patted Wang Fu's shoulder and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Fu Fu, everything will be fine."

Ming Jiang's consciousness became more acute at this moment. He could clearly feel that the intruder outside the door did not have a strong murderous intent, but the person lying on the ground whose life or death was unknown looked inexplicably familiar to him.

Suddenly, Ming Jiang's eyes widened, full of anxiety. He struggled to break free from Ming Yunqi's embrace and tried to slide off his legs, but Ming Yunqi held him tightly and prevented him from moving.

"Daddy, outside, go outside!" Ming Jiang shouted loudly while pulling his body, his little face full of tension and urgency.

"What's going on outside?" Ming Jiang's abnormal reaction made Ming Yunqi confused and his brows frowned slightly.

"Oh, Daddy, I want to go out and save Wang An!" Ming Jiang stamped his feet anxiously, his face flushed red. He pushed Ming Yunqi's hand away, opened the door, and rushed out.

Wang Fu saw this and immediately followed him. Ming Yunqi also quickly followed him out.

In the middle of the yard, a man covered in blood was lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

Wang Fu recognized the man as Wang An at a glance. His hands began to tremble slightly involuntarily. He took a few steps forward, hugged Wang An tightly in his arms, and shouted in a trembling voice:

"Wang An, Wang An! What happened to you? Who hurt you like this?"