Guagua: *[Host, I forgot to tell you something last time.*
*After my upgrade, I also gained a printing function. I can print out any pictures you need.]*
Song Yaoyao was overjoyed:
*[That's wonderful!*
Once we get back, print out pictures of those two men and give them to my father along with the cement and concrete formulas.
*His Majesty must capture these two witnesses so he can bring Prince Yu's Manor to justice!]*
Guagua: [All right, Host.]
The emperor loosened his grip on the dragon throne, then tightened it again, tightening and loosening it over and over...
The officials below cautiously watched his expression, afraid of finding themselves in his line of fire.
Besides watching the emperor's expression, Assistant Minister Song also kept an eye on Song Yaoyao.
Didn't this youngest daughter of his know a little too much?
She even knew about dying during sex!
That wretched girl had spilled such things in front of all these people. Her reputation was utterly ruined!
Her reputation had already been ruined the very first day everyone heard her inner voice!
Assistant Minister Song now worried that it might already be too late!
Song Yaoyao's inner voice continued:
*[Guagua, didn't you say Prince Yu had a private army?*
*Prince Yu is dead, so what happened to those troops?]*
Guagua: *[Prince Yu left behind a considerable fortune.*
Over the years, Fan Qingyun and Hu Chengming have relied on that money to keep those private troops supplied and self-sufficient.
The troops usually train, and in their spare time, they reclaim wasteland. When planting season comes, they sow crops and use the harvest to feed themselves.
*They also hunt from time to time.]*
Song Yaoyao: *[They certainly know how to provide for themselves.*
*But wait, Prince Yu is dead. Why are Fan Qingyun and Hu