Abandoned by the best children? I just take out the space

Lin Jing almost lost his composure when he heard these suggestive words.

However, thinking of the arrangements that the prince had made in Bashu over the years, he tried hard to keep a straight face so that Wen Baicao would not notice anything unusual.

However, Wen Baicao mentioned the prince's biological mother, and Lin Jing felt as if a heavy weight was pressed on his heart, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"Do you want to tease me, or do you want to use me to attack the prince?" Although Lin Jing felt uncomfortable, he did not show it on his face. He just looked at Wen Baicao calmly, as if his words had no effect on him.

Wen Baicao tapped the table with his hand and sneered: "If both are true, what will you do?"

Lin Jing heard the deep meaning in his words, and his heart sank, but he smiled and said, "If you have such thoughts, then we are enemies. Let's just treat today's reunion as an accident."

He deliberately emphasized the tone of the last sentence, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Baicao, wanting to see any changes in his expression, but found that his expression was unusually cold.

Facing such a cold expression, Lin Jing suddenly felt that all the guesses in his mind were meaningless at this moment.

Just because Wen Baicao was unwilling to join the game, no matter how much he forced her, in the end she would still have to pretend to be nice to him before she could get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of his plan.

As his thoughts turned, Lin Jing adjusted his attitude and said in a gentle tone: "I appreciate your kindness to the prince. When I see the prince tomorrow, I will talk to him about what happened today."

Wen Baicao saw his attitude change and he was no longer wary of her like before. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and then lowered again.

"I can't bear to keep the prince in the dark. After all, the queen may not be dead. If she threatens the prince with her identity as his biological mother, then your decision at this moment will seem ridiculous."

After saying such a meaningful sentence, Wen Baicao didn't care how turbulent Lin Jing's heart was. She just asked the servants to prepare a pot of tea for him and sent him away.

Lin Jing harvested a can of tea and felt very heavy-hearted. Seeing that Wen Baicao had no intention of talking to him, no matter how much he wanted to ask Wen Baicao some questions, he could only suppress his doubts in his heart and hurried back to discuss things with Han Yi.

After watching him leave until he could no longer be seen, Wen Baicao turned the Buddhist beads on his wrist and sighed softly, "What a great reunion with an old friend."

"Master, do we need to send someone to follow him?" A man dressed as a waiter came over at this time. He glanced at Wen Baicao cautiously and asked.

Wen Baicao shook his head: "After all, we are old friends. It is fate that we meet again after decades. How can we catch everyone just because of hostility?"

Wen Baicao was actually very happy to meet Lin Jing in Yongzhou, but Lin Jing's words made him realize his current identity.

"Time makes people grow old! But I haven't taken revenge yet, how can I just grow old like this?"

Reaching out and touching his face, Wen Baicao thought about how he had deliberately lowered his head and been submissive in front of Princess An Qing in order to avenge himself, and even pretended to be nice to the Xintian Society and helped train Jiang Wanli's brothers. He felt as if he had swallowed bitter herbs, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Lin Jing, as the emperor's cousin, you and I are two different people after all. I will let you go this time, but if I see you again next time, I will never show mercy."

Wen Baicao used to travel frequently, and his heart had long been cold and hard. Now that he met his old friend, he thought of his carefree and free time in his youth, and couldn't help but sigh that time is unforgiving.

For this understanding of time, he was willing to let Lin Jing go, but some calculations would not stop, so he stayed in the teahouse for an afternoon and then went to meet Tu Zhizhi in the dark.

"The medicinal materials Wan Shufang provided were of good quality, and the fact that she was able to gather all the materials in such a short time shows that she has a wide network of contacts."

"If Miss Tu needs a large amount of medicinal materials, I am willing to discuss another deal with Wan Shufang. However, how to appease the Eighth Prince afterwards depends on what Miss Tu thinks."

Wen Baicao's words were quite meaningful, and Tu Zhizhi was already in a bad mood.

Listening to his meaningful words, her anger rose rapidly and she wished it would turn into a volcano and erupt.

"The batch of medicinal herbs you sent earlier was actually related to Wan Shufang? Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier?"

The reason why Tu Zhizhi needed medicinal herbs was because the Ninth Prince's offensive was strong and many people on the Eighth Prince's side were injured.

However, she didn't expect that Wen Baicao, a businessman who was once favored by Princess An Qing, was actually contacting Wan Shufang behind her back.

"Why is Miss Disciple so angry?" Wen Baicao pretended to be confused.

Tu Zhizhi gnashed her teeth and said, "Wan Shufang is my enemy. I dare not use the herbs she gave me."

Wen Baicao was melancholy when he heard this: "Yongzhou is close to Bashu, so it should have no shortage of medicinal materials. Unfortunately, Bashu is occupied by various ethnic minorities, and they hate the Han people the most."

"As a businessman, I can communicate with them, but I have no way to obtain a large amount of medicinal materials from them, unless the Eighth Prince takes over Bashu and makes these ethnic minorities return to their side."

"But the Eighth Prince hasn't even solved the problem in Yongzhou City yet, how can he expect to get more?"

He paused deliberately for a moment, waiting for Tu Zhizhi to think over his words and have an idea in her mind, then Wen Baicao continued.

"As your man, I can be seen as a businessman who has taken refuge with the Eighth Prince, but the people in Bashu are not fools. How could they not send someone to investigate me?"

"If my identity is exposed, the Eighth Prince will definitely suspect you. For your safety, I can only go to other places to find medicinal material dealers and reach a cooperation with them."

"I had been searching for a month or two but hadn't found a satisfactory herb. I was almost disappointed. I never expected to run into Wan Shufang by chance."

"This Wan Shufang is indeed quite interesting and trustworthy. As a second choice, I have to choose to cooperate with her."

Wen Baicao said this as if everything he did was for Tu Zhizhi. If Tu Zhizhi misunderstood him, it would only make him very sad.

"Wan Shufang and Chen Changli have fallen into such a state, how can they still raise so many medicinal materials?" Tu Zhizhi didn't care about the change in his expression, nor did she listen to the grievance in his tone, but asked in confusion.

Wen Baicao's expression remained unchanged. She only looked at her deeply and said weakly, "Do you suspect that the suffering they have endured during this period is their own fault?"

Tu Zhizhi was choked by these words, her face was quite colorful, after a while she said unhappily: "What do you mean you asked for it? Chang Xuewei used to hold the powerful weapon Phoenix Gu, so no matter how capable Chen Changli was, he would have fallen when he met her."

"So the suffering they have endured during this period is definitely true. I just wonder how they can do such a big thing after escaping Chang Xuewei's control. Could it be that someone is secretly helping them?"