It wasn't because Windsor left him that he felt reluctance in his heart.

They were originally in a love relationship, and it was normal for them to fall in and out of love, and the time they spent together was very pleasant.

What surprised Yang Ming was Windsor's motives.

"This might help the country."

Yang Ming smiled and said: "Although the New Federation is doing things in other countries, they are very peaceful and orderly. If you go to school there, your personal safety is guaranteed."

"Yes," Windsor said with a smile, "but there are no visible nobility there, and I don't have any privileges to enjoy."

Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed her long, silky hair.

Windsor looked at Yang Ming lovingly, knowing that once she left Yang Ming's side, Yang Ming would most likely fall in love with another woman.

His energy is so strong.

"Will you remember me? Ming."

Yang Ming nodded gently, looking at her smooth lips, and slowly moved closer to her.

"Cough! Cough cough cough!"

The finance minister's cough appeared just in time.

Windsor stood up immediately as if there were bullets in her legs.

Yang Ming rubbed his nose and turned to look at the middle-aged man walking down the stairs with his hands behind his back.

The Finance Minister is full of bookishness.

"Oh, Windsor, my daughter," the minister sniffed, "you know, I can't bear to have you so far away from me, but I will still give you a letter of recommendation from my alma mater, so you don't have to worry about admission.

Several well-known economics professors and I are old friends for many years, and I will help you handle everything."

"Dad, do you agree?"

"Of course," the finance minister shrugged, "my daughter wants to live her life to the fullest, why should I stand in the way?"

Windsor cheered, smiled and hugged...Yang Ming.

This made the Finance Minister, who was ready to open his hands, slightly unhappy.

Yang Ming said softly: "Windsor, you go back to your room and rest first. I'll discuss some government affairs with my uncle."

"Well, okay," Windsor looked at the Minister of Finance, "Dad, you won't put pressure on Ming, right?"

"We will have absolutely friendly exchanges."

The Finance Minister showed a slightly helpless smile.

Yang Ming came to subdue him on behalf of the second prince, and he knew this very well.

…

That night, Yang Ming and Windsor went to the hotel to spend the night.

Windsor did not ask what Yang Ming had talked about with the Minister of Finance; Yang Ming did not ask when Windsor planned to leave.

The two lingered selflessly until Windsor lost her strength and fell asleep in Yang Ming's arms.

Early the next morning, Windsor kissed Yang Ming gently on the forehead and left quietly.

Yang Ming closed his eyes and slept for half an hour more, then put on his nightgown and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, staring at the city outside.

She left.

But the star's light still shines on the bustling and crowded city.

"Lu, tell me," Yang Ming asked slowly, "should I be nicer to this country?"

Lu's voice came from the built-in speaker in the bathtub next to the window: "Boss, if you can't let go of Miss Windsor, you can definitely keep her."

"She has her own choice," Yang Ming said. "We are just boyfriend and girlfriend, not husband and wife. She wants to study abroad in the New Commonwealth and thinks it will be helpful to her life. All I can do is bless her."

Lu clicked his tongue and smiled, not daring to tease his boss at this time.

Yang Ming asked: "The Minister of Finance went to find Edwang?"

"I went there last night," Lu whispered. "It's really surprising. Even the third prince with such a despicable character has selflessly helped the young Minister of Finance."

"It's just crocodile tears."

Yang Ming yawned:

"I hope this romantic time between me and Windsor can leave some pleasant moments in her life.

Memories. Remember to help me eliminate the biological factors, she will go to the New Federation soon."

Lu complained: "Boss, you are too ruthless."

Yang Ming shrugged.

Life is important.

"Boss, are you going to patrol the starship now?"

"There's no rush today," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I'll go take care of His Highness the Second Prince first, lest he complain that I neglected him again."

"As Gudun Maha's influence continues to grow, you should be wary of the second prince."

"Well, I know," Yang Ming said slowly. "As a friend, I will be honest with him. As a partner, I will draw a clear line with him. Is there any news on the New Federation?"

"There's something unusual," Lu said softly, "I'm trying to figure out their intentions. They seem to be assembling a team of agents and some mercenary armed forces."

Yang Ming smiled and said: "The hypocritical federation is somehow more troublesome than whirling."

Buzz, buzz.

The watch suddenly vibrated, and a text message from General Fremont was delivered to Yang Ming.

"Boss, the old emperor wants you to enter the palace secretly."

Entering the palace secretly?

Yang Ming thought carefully for a while and asked in a low voice: "Tell me, our great omnic emperor, will you give me a secret order to find an opportunity to kill Gudun Maha?"

"It's unlikely, boss. In the eyes of the old emperor, Gudun Maha is Adwang's partner."

"But Gudun Maha is not his partner."

Yang Ming stretched.

Enter the palace to meet the saint.
Chapter completed!