The system takes the poor cub to find his father

In the end, with Wu Ze's persistence, Ming Yunqi's soulless body was saved.

Although Mingxu was displeased with Wu Ze's behavior of contradicting him in public and embarrassing him, he had to admit that Wu Ze's concerns were correct.

The lessons of the previous life were still vivid in Mingxu's mind. He clearly remembered that those old ministers who had originally submitted to him went crazy in an instant after they learned that Ming Yunqi's body had been refined into a puppet by the Witch Clan and that this practice had been tacitly approved by him.

They attacked him in court, accusing him of being treacherous and disrespectful to the late emperor. Mingxu was alone at the time, and Wuze was too ill to assist him. In the end, he had to issue an edict of guilt for things he had not done, and his reputation plummeted.

Now, Mingxu calmed down and realized that Wu Ze's actions were indeed for his own good. However, as the future emperor, he couldn't bring himself to apologize to Wu Ze.

In his opinion, there is a difference between the monarch and his subjects. He is the monarch and Wu Ze is the subject. Even if he is wrong, it is natural for Wu Ze, as a subject, to be reprimanded by him. Will Wu Ze still hold a grudge against him for this?

"Brother Wu Ze, are you angry with me?" When they were the only two left in the hall, Mingxu glanced at Wu Ze, who lowered his eyes and remained silent, with a hint of temptation and uneasiness in his tone.

Wu Ze was upset, so he didn't notice Ming Xu's abnormality at first. He gently stroked the medicine bag with his fingers hidden in his sleeves. The faint smell of medicine gradually calmed his originally irritable mood. He was still confused in his heart - why did Ming Yunqi have that smell of medicine? What was his relationship with the person who saved him?

"Brother Wu Ze?" Seeing that Wu Ze was distracted during the conversation, Mingxu's tone revealed a hint of displeasure.

Wu Ze came back to his senses, looked up and saw Mingxu's unhappy face, then he adjusted his sleeves gently, bowed and said, "Sorry, sir, I was just thinking about how to deal with the great general at the border, and I was a little distracted for a moment. I hope you will forgive me."

Mingxu was dissatisfied with Wu Ze's constant address to him as "Young Master". Although he had not yet officially ascended the throne, his status was already different from before.

However, he had just had a quarrel with Wu Ze, and he was a little worried, fearing that Wu Ze would abandon him. After all, Wu Ze was no longer as easy to control as he was in his previous life.

In his previous life, Wu Ze treated him as his brother who shared the same suffering and took care of him in every way. But Mingxu could never see through the current Wu Ze. He always felt that Wu Ze was hiding something from him.

In the years since Wu Ze rescued him from Kyoto and spent time with him, Mingxu realized that Wu Ze seemed to be looking for someone. Whenever he asked, Wu Ze always avoided answering and talked about other things. This made Mingxu feel uneasy.

Mingxu's gaze fell on Wu Ze, his eyes were dark and unclear, as if he was weighing something.

After a long while, he suddenly seemed to realize that Wu Ze was still kneeling on the ground. He reached out and helped him up, with a hint of hypocritical concern in his tone: "It's nothing, Brother Wu, thank you for your hard work in preparing for me. You must take care of yourself, I am counting on you."

Wu Ze stood up, his expression still calm, as if he was unaware of Mingxu's hypocrisy. He nodded slightly and said, "I dare not, sir, you are too kind, this is my duty."

Mingxu looked at Wu Ze's calm face, but he became more and more irritated. He always felt that Wu Ze's attitude was a little distant, as if he would leave him at any time. This uneasiness made him more suspicious of Wu Ze.

At the same time, Ming Yunqi and others who were hiding in the dark saw all of this. Bai Lian couldn't help but sneer in a low voice: "This idiot has already abandoned the donkey before he ascended the throne. Does he think his life is too long? Wu Ze is also a bad kid. How could he help such a thing to ascend to the throne? He has the ability and ambition, but he has no heart. No wonder Dayu was destroyed by him in the end."

When the young cub Ming Jiang heard Bai Lian's words, he couldn't help but agree: "That's right, Uncle Shadow is right."

Bai Lian sneered, turned his head and looked at 8517 beside him, with a bit of teasing in his tone: "Hey, little light ball, can such a person be the protagonist? Is this world crazy or are we crazy?"

8517 is no longer as afraid of Bai Lian as he was at first, especially when the cubs are around. He is happy to answer their questions.

"These worlds are created entirely by the creators' imaginations, and the development of the worlds is limited by the creators' subjectivity. Right and wrong are completely defined by the creators, so the protagonists of some worlds may be stupid, selfish, or even heinous. The mission of our system is not necessarily to help the protagonists, but more often to liberate those supporting characters who have been harmed, so that they can break free from their shackles and become the protagonists of their own lives."

Ming Yunqi and the others fell silent after hearing 8517's explanation. As the "supporting roles" in its mouth, aren't they trying to redeem themselves at this moment? Whether it was Ming Yunqi, Bai Lian, or the little cub, they were all supporting roles with tragic fates in their original worlds. Although they suffered a lot, in the end, they all tried to break free of their original fate and find their own path.

Ming Yunqi's eyes fell on Wu Ze, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't help but feel a little complicated. He always felt that this Wu Ze seemed a little unusual. He was not as open-hearted to Ming Xu as he was in his previous life. It seemed that something was wrong.

"Wu Ze...what exactly is he looking for?" Ming Yunqi murmured in a low voice, his heart full of doubts.

Bai Lian heard Ming Yunqi's whisper and couldn't help but interrupt: "Who knows? But I think he is much more reliable than your stupid nephew. At least, he knows what he is doing."

At the same time, Wu Ze seemed to sense something, and he tilted his head slightly, looking in the direction of Ming Yunqi and the others. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his composure.

"Sir, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first." Wu Ze bowed slightly, his tone respectful but distant.

Mingxu nodded, but he felt more and more uneasy. He looked at Wu Ze's departing back and suddenly realized that he seemed to have never really understood this person who had always assisted him.

"Wu Ze...what on earth are you thinking about?" Mingxu whispered to himself, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered, illuminating Mingxu's gloomy face.