After hearing this, Wen Baicao was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "If I really wanted to plot against you, I should have revealed the matter to Tu Zhizhi, let her stand in front of me and charge forward, and then I would hide behind the scenes and reap the benefits."

"We are not the worms in your stomach, so how can we know why you told us such an important thing." Jiang Xuan immediately said sarcastically.

Wan Shufang echoed, "Even Defei, who has been in the palace for so many years and is at odds with the Empress, didn't know that the Emperor and his wife had a legitimate grandson, but you know it so clearly. It's really strange."

Wen Baicao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Can't it be that I am smart?"

Chen Changli thought he would change the subject or continue talking about what Wan Shufang and Jiang Xuan were saying, but he didn't expect him to suddenly praise himself.

"Manager Wen is truly extraordinary. I admire him." Chen Changli didn't know what to say to ease the atmosphere. He could only follow Wen Baicao's wishes and praise him.

Wen Baicao felt that he was mocking her, her face turned slightly cold, and after a moment she said calmly: "The queen faked her death to prepare to secretly refine the Phoenix Gu, but she didn't expect Chang Xuewei to be one step ahead."

"She had no choice but to retreat from Luoyang City and head to Jiazhou where she and the emperor's grandson were."

"If you want to help the prince, you have to pay attention to Jiazhou. As for other occupied places, only Qingzhou is worth your attention."

Seeing Wen Baicao's serious expression, as if he was reminding himself, Chen Changli said calmly: "Manager Wen, do you want to kill someone with a borrowed knife? But I am not the knife in your mind. You have the wrong idea."

Wen Baicao curled his lips and smiled: "Are you a knife? I have the final say."

Chen Changli's heart trembled and he became a little alert, but his face was unusually calm, as if he was not moved by his words at all. "Whether I am a knife or not, it doesn't matter what I say. Why are you, an outsider, so confident?"

Wan Shufang was also furious at Wen Baicao's words. She was about to curse him as shameless, but she saw Chen Changli shaking his head at her. Although she was extremely unwilling in her heart, she could only swallow her words silently.

Reaching out his hand to hold Wan Shufang, his fingers gently stroking her palm, Chen Changli looked at Wen Baicao, and said with a sudden thought: "You must have had the intention to use us since the first time we met."

"But at that time, you were not thoughtful enough, so you discussed a medicinal materials business with my wife. Now that your thoughts have become more serious, you used the excuse of discussing business to trick the Eighth Prince Yu into coming to see us."

"It's just that there's something I can't figure out, and I hope you can help me solve it."

Chen Changli's tone was very calm, as if his doubts were insignificant and he didn't care whether they could be resolved or not.

"What's your doubt?" Wen Baicao had some guesses in his mind, but his face remained calm.

Chen Changli asked: "The Emperor and his wife are cunning and suspicious, and they were able to deceive even Concubine De, so how did you find out about their affairs?"

Without waiting for Wen Baicao to respond, Chen Changli asked again: "Do you know Chang Xuewei's identity? Why did Xintianhui appear? Is there anyone behind this?"

Asking several questions in succession not only made Wen Baicao look cold, but also made Wan Shufang and Jiang Xuan gasp.

Wan Shufang held Chen Changli's hand, and asked with a look of surprise, "Could it be that Wen Baicao was the person behind Chang Xuewei's establishment of the New Heaven Society? Does Chang Xuewei know about this?"

When she mentioned Chang Xuewei, she immediately recalled the proud look on Chang Xuewei's face when she mentioned the Xintianhui, and she instantly realized that Chang Xuewei did not think that there was a mastermind behind her.

She believes that she is the master of the New Heaven Society and she has the final say on the future of the New Heaven Society.

"Who is Chang Xuewei?" Wen Baicao pretended to be confused.

Wan Shufang immediately glared at him and said sarcastically, "You even know the secrets of the Emperor and his wife, how could you not know Chang Xuewei's identity?"

Jiang Xuan agreed with this very much, and immediately glared at Wen Baicao, furious: "We are not Tu Zhizhi, you can fool us with just a few words."

Seeing that the three of them were very sure about this matter and were not willing to listen to his words at all, Wen Baicao was silent for a while before sighing.

"Chen Changli, even if you say you are stupid, you can draw inferences from one example. Even if you say you are smart, you are just a stubborn person."

"Why didn't the old emperor kill someone like you? If you were dead, I wouldn't have thought of bad things when I saw you and wanted to kill you."

Listening to Wen Baicao's murderous words, Chen Changli smiled calmly and said, "Are you disappointed that I didn't die? Are you saying this now to force me to die?"

Wen Baicao looked innocent: "I did have this plan, but you didn't cooperate."

Wan Shufang was almost nauseated by his pretentious attitude and could not help but say, "Manager Wen, let's not beat around the bush. What do you have to say..."

Wen Baicao interrupted, "No matter what misunderstanding you and your wife have, I just want to do another medicinal materials business with you and your wife."

Seeing that he insisted on doing so, Wan Shufang was furious: "We have already said it out loud, why are you still trying to hide it? Are you doing this on purpose, just to irritate us?"

If this was Wen Baicao's idea, Wan Shufang said he had succeeded.

She was very angry at the moment and wished she could turn into a raging fire and burn everything around her.

Jiang Xuan listened to Wan Shufang's words and thought about Wen Baicao's attitude, and he became angry.

"You have already stepped into the coffin. You might go to see the King of Hell one day. Why are you still acting like a riddler when you are about to die?"

Wen Baicao's face was full of smiles, as if the anger of several people made him very happy.

"I am only responsible for speaking my mind. As for what you think and what you decide to do next, that is your business. It has nothing to do with me."

Wan Shufang and Jiang Xuan were really furious when these extremely shameless words were spoken.

The two men glared at him, wishing they could cut him into pieces with their knife-like gazes.

Wen Baicao didn't care about the murderous intent in their eyes, and said seriously: "I want to do the medicinal materials business now. If you three need some time to consider, I can come to see you tomorrow."

He had already achieved half of his goal, so he could leave, leaving the three people in front of him, whose minds were more crowded than honeycombs, extremely troubled.

However, Chen Changli's reaction was too indifferent. The more he looked at it, the more strange it seemed to him. He immediately said something and waited for his reaction.

Chen Changli met his gaze, suppressed his doubts, and said in a subtle tone: "If you can bring the Eighth Prince here tomorrow, my wife and I will give you an answer."

Wen Baicao felt a little upset, and the words she said sounded a little weird: "Do you have such a good relationship with the Eighth Prince? Don't embarrass yourself and make me embarrassed."

"Is the relationship good or not? It depends on what you do." Chen Changli immediately refuted.

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