Yang Ming waited quietly for a few days, but no thugs from the third prince showed up.

In order to cooperate with the third prince's plan of 'teaching him a lesson', Yang Ming continuously asked Miss Windsor to go shopping and have dinner, making full use of his off-duty time.

As a result, Yang Ming's intimacy with Windsor had skyrocketed even before he came under the control of the third prince.

When they walk on the street, they will clasp their fingers and cuddle up to each other, and they will choose to sit on the same side when eating. As long as the two of them look at each other for more than ten seconds, the woman's heart will beat faster, and the man's thoughts will begin to wander.

There are various signs.

They can already begin to interact more intimately.

In the middle of the night, before going to bed.

Yang Ming sent the words "good dreams" to Windsor, closed his eyes with a smile, and then couldn't help but complain:

"The Third Prince's efficiency is so slow. It's been three or four days and I'm almost at the end of the process of upgrading my military rank, but he still hasn't made any move."

The figure of Ritsu jumped out from the dial of the watch.

"Boss, why don't we just clean out the Third Prince's gang members!"

"Don't be anxious, we want to enjoy the fun of fishing. In the battle between princes, who takes the first move and who is the passive one."

Yang Ming turned around and said: "I can feel that there are always people staring at me in the past few days. It may be the third prince or the new federal agent. You need to pay more attention to this."

"Okay boss, the new federal agent team has upgraded their encrypted communication system, and now I can intercept less and less information."

Law expressed his concerns.

"The rebellion on the Fifth Administrative Star is still going on. The military's response is as slow as ever. The Sherman Empire mission has left. I'm worried that the new federal agents will come back.

"The main guns of the three sets of mechas in their hands can pose a certain threat to you, boss."

Yang Ming said calmly: "This tough battle will happen sooner or later. Don't worry, how is the counterattack going?"

"Boss, I have packaged the third prince's detailed information anonymously and sold it to the new federal agents. The new federal agents have begun to approach the third prince. As long as the third prince cooperates with the new federation, he will be in trouble.

On the Iron Wall of Sherman’s Empire.”

Ritsu muttered: "This may be the efficiency gap between a puppet state and a superpower."

"How much did you sell?"

"Three hundred thousand new federal coins."

"Oh, is the third prince's personal privacy worth so much?" Yang Ming clicked his tongue slightly.

Lu smiled proudly: "Hurry up and take a rest, boss. When you open your eyes, it will be another busy day."

After Yang Ming thought carefully for a few minutes, he dialed the voice call with Edwang and said directly:

"It has been confirmed that the Third Prince will arrange for people to deal with me, and I will counterattack appropriately."

"Huh?" Edwang wondered, "How will my self-righteous brother deal with you?"

"It is said that they want to break my legs in front of Miss Windsor," Yang Ming curled his lips slightly.

Adwang asked: "Do you need me to mobilize some people to protect you?"

"It's enough to protect my uncle," Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll add some more people to Uncle Hatton's side," Edwang said solemnly, "I'll go there again tomorrow, Ming, there's something I want to discuss with someone."

"You were so badly beaten by me when you played two days ago and you want to regain some ground?"

"Seriously, I swear," Edwan cursed fiercely, "If I play a game with you again, I will swallow a whole stick ball!"

…

clang!

In the batting practice field, the crisp sound of hitting echoed back and forth.

Yang Ming and the second prince continued to knock away the balls that hit them at high speed.

They weren't playing, they were just doing batting practice.

Miss Windsor accompanied the fourth princess Emilia and drank the afternoon tea brought by the maid.

"Ming, what do you want most now?" Edwang asked casually.

A complete planetary terraforming system.

Yang Ming really wanted to give this answer.

After confirming the implementation of the Dark Star Project, Yang Ming began to worry about the planetary transformation system.

This kind of system is a collective name for hundreds of large-scale instruments that can operate automatically according to set programs and are used to transform planetary terrain, build bases, and survey and collect planetary minerals.

Of course, the earlier you prepare this kind of thing, the better.

However, if you want to obtain a complete planetary transformation system, you not only need over 100 million in funds, but you also need to find a suitable seller.

(Kolev’s secret base is only the base part of the planetary transformation system, which also cost the old man tens of millions of new federal coins.)

Edwan turned to look at him and wondered: "Is it so difficult to answer?"

Whoosh! A high-speed moving ball passed by Edwang's ear, scaring him so much that he quickly turned off the projector.

Yang Ming muttered: "I'm thinking about something that can be easily converted into cash. I'm short of money right now."

"You are so tacky," Edwang scolded with a smile, "You are talking about a noble title, haven't you already started making money from a chemical plant?"

"That little money is not enough to support my ideals," Yang Ming sighed softly, hung the hockey stick on the shelf nearby, and slowly took off his gloves, "Aren't we going to discuss something? What are we discussing?"

Edwan glanced at Windsor and Emilia, and whispered: "I got the news that my father intends to arrange a marriage for me, like my elder brother, to marry a female noble from the Sherman Empire."

"Wow."

Yang Ming blinked and felt that green grass was popping out of Edwang's regular hairstyle.

"Are you being groomed to be the crown prince?"

"That's weird, isn't it?"

Adwang frowned and said:

"I was just a marginal figure before, just because I expressed my strong preference for the Sherman Empire at the last meeting? The change in my father's attitude is too huge."

Yang Ming thought for a while and said sincerely: "I have to give you some advice, my highness."

"You speak."

"What you need to do is to stand unswervingly on the side of the Sherman Empire," Yang Ming said. "At this stage, or in the next ten years, this goal must not change. You have to fight against the new federal agents.

, fight them to the end, and learn to occasionally cry out to the Sherman Empire for help and ask for less money."

Adwang frowned and thought: "I understand what you said, but... tsk, this taste is quite unpleasant."

"We can only endure it," Yang Ming chuckled, "Since you can't refuse this marriage, why not suggest to your father that we choose a Sherman nobleman who is as young and good-looking as possible. At least you

You can still get some happiness.”

Edwan shook his hand vigorously and squeezed out a few royal curse words from between his teeth.

Yang Ming laughed non-stop beside him.

"Second brother! I'm going back to the palace!"

Emilia's voice sounded in the distance.

Yang Ming and Edwang stopped communicating. They looked at each other and smiled, and their movements of moving forward with their hands behind their hands were very synchronized.

Miss Windsor smiled and said: "Although it may be rude to ask this, I am still curious... Are there endless topics for men to talk about?"

"Hahaha," Edwang hugged Yang Ming's neck affectionately, "This is my stress relief minister."

Yang Ming pushed this guy away with a look of disgust: "We were just talking about politics, economics, and hockey skills. No man can refuse such a topic."

"Indeed," Windsor's pretty face was filled with deep approval, "my father is almost the same."

Emilia whispered: "Well... tomorrow is my birthday, Luo Fengli. Can you two come to the palace to attend my little party? It won't be very big, with only a dozen people, and it's private.

Second brother will also come, right?"

"Hey! Emilia!" Edwan reminded, "You just celebrated your birthday two months ago."

"That's the birthday of the Milky Way Calendar. To be precise, it's the birthday of the Sherman Empire's Emperor Star Calendar." Emilia raised her face, "Forcing one's own calendar on civilizations in different star systems is essentially a kind of

Cultural invasion. The calendar of our Luofeng Empire should have been determined by the orbit of the planet Elendor."

"Okay, I can't tell you anything," Edwan said with a frown, "but the situation is quite chaotic now. We are the latest wrestling ground between the New Federation and Sherman. I will tell you what you said. Do you understand?

?”

"All right."

Emilia looked at the corner of her mouth.

This little princess is obviously a little depressed.

Yang Ming asked with a smile: "Is it okay not to get a gift? As you know, Princess, I am just a poor officer."

"Sister Windsor doesn't need it, but you must prepare one!" Emilia warned, "You have blackmailed me."
To be continued...