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

Tarrou looked at Wan Shufang carefully and said with certainty, "You must be Chen Changli's wife, Wan Shufang. You are indeed outstanding and unforgettable."

Hearing him praising herself like this, Wan Shufang felt goose bumps all over her body.

She immediately said loudly: "Immortality is a lie. If you take it seriously, you will only fall into the trap of others."

When the Eighth Prince heard this, he was suddenly startled, as if he was reminded by Wan Shufang's words, and he became much more sober.

He immediately stared at Taru and said earnestly, "Phoenix Gu won't make people immortal. If you target Chen Changli because of what Yang Caiwei said, you will only be played around by him."

"I think you've made a mistake." Tarrou's face fell instantly as he listened to what the two said.

The Eighth Prince saw that he looked wrong, and his brows knitted unconsciously, but he said, "What do you mean by that? Don't you believe us? Or did Yang Caiwei give you something good, which made you believe it."

When the last few words were said, the Eighth Prince couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what was strange. He could only stare at Tarrou, trying to see if there was anything unusual from his expression.

Tarrou uttered an almost inaudible sigh.

Wan Shufang was very sharp-eyed and could hear his sigh immediately. She knitted her brows into knots unconsciously, and after a moment she said, "Yang Caiwei really has something good in her hands."

When the Eighth Prince heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

After a breath, he looked at Tarrou gently and said calmly, "What she can give, I can give too, and I can give better."

The Eighth Prince spoke with full confidence. Wan Shufang couldn't help but look at him. She saw a sharpness in the depths of his eyes and her eyebrows raised.

Does the Eighth Prince have doubts?

Wan Shufang's mind was slightly moved, but her face was unusually calm. "Senior Taru, Yang Caiwei is the chief of the Miao tribe. She does have a good relationship with you. As long as you have something to ask for, she will do her best to satisfy you."

"But if you make even the slightest mistake, she will pounce on you like a hungry wolf, eager to drink your blood and eat your flesh."

"You are the clan leader after all. Even if she bullies you, it won't be a big deal. But what about your clan members?"

"Although I have never been to Fulu Town and have never had any contact with you, this world is full of people who come for profit. Do you think your people will have a good life if something happens to you?"

Wan Shufang said this in a gentle tone, deliberately dragging out the last syllable, and then sighed.

"If immortality really existed, Yang Caiwei would have used it herself a long time ago. How could it be your turn? So what she said was false. She was trying to trick you into doing something."

Taru had a cold and unfathomable look on his face, as if he didn't take Wan Shufang and the Eighth Prince's words seriously and just insisted on his own ideas.

Wan Shufang's eyes had been on him. Seeing his inexplicable expression, which seemed to be mocking, she knew what was going on and said with a smile, "It seems that the senior is determined to take me away today!"

When the Eighth Prince heard this, he immediately stood in front of her and glared at Tarrou with anger on his face. "This is different from what we said, Tarrou. If you want to go back on your word, I don't mind breaking up with you right now."

Tarrou's expression turned cold. "My original intention was indeed to agree to your request. After all, I am already over eighty years old. Although I am not senile, I am not much better. With your help, I will be able to suppress others and support my grandson to take the throne."

"But Yang Caiwei gave me an offer I couldn't refuse. Chen Changli is in Yongzhou City, but Wan Shufang fell into your hands. I was very unwilling to accept this, so I wanted to try the immortality power brought by the Phoenix Gu."

Tarrou's tone was firm and resolute. It was obvious that he had made up his mind. Even though he knew that immortality was a lie, he would still go all the way.

Wan Shufang looked at him deeply, making sure that he could not be persuaded. The look in his eyes was full of ruthlessness, which made her heart extremely alert, but her eyes were like a deep pool of cold water without a trace of warmth.

"Immortality is indeed very tempting. Ordinary people simply cannot refuse news related to it, but I never thought that you would be so sure of its existence."

"But why do you think that I will leave with you once the Eighth Prince opens his mouth?"

"My relationship with the Eighth Prince is not as good as you think, so you have to find a way to convince me."

When the Eighth Prince heard Wan Shufang's words, his heart skipped a beat. He then glared at Taru with resentment, but said in a very calm voice, "I thought you were sincere, so I made an appointment to meet you here. I never thought you had such thoughts."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. The Eighth Prince's eyes were almost spitting fire. If eyes could turn into actual harm, the murderous intent in his eyes would have almost solidified into substance, enough to cut Tarrou into pieces.

"As long as you convince her to go with me, our deal can continue." Taru's face was full of confidence. He didn't take Wan Shufang's words seriously at all and only stared at the Eighth Prince.

Wan Shufang's face turned cold, and her words were sharp: "Eighth Prince cannot be my master. If you insist on having your own way, don't blame me for being rude."

How could Tarrou just ignore her when she had made her point so clearly?

As her thoughts turned, Wan Shufang couldn't help but glare at the Eighth Prince, and then emphasized: "I am not a very narrow-minded person, Senior Taru, you have to think about it carefully."

When the Eighth Prince heard her say this, his complex look showed some relief, but when he thought of the meaning of Wan Shufang's words, his expression became solemn.

"Is this what Yang Caiwei meant?" Ye Yun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, not knowing what he was thinking about.

He had not spoken before, but was observing Tarrou and the people he had brought with him.

Seeing that no one persuaded him, Ye Yun suspected that Taru had already decided on this matter. Even if the Eighth Prince rejected him, he would not change his mind. In this way, the deal between Taru and the Eighth Prince would give Wan Shufang the upper hand.

If it were before, Ye Yun would definitely be willing to cooperate with Wan Shufang to ensure her safety and prevent Taru from hurting her. However, the relationship between Wan Shufang and the Eighth Prince had become strained, and her previous words had proved this.

If Taru insists on making Wan Shufang compromise, things will become very complicated, and in the end the Eighth Prince may very likely be plotted against by Taru.

Ye Yun didn't want to see this. Various thoughts turned in his mind, and soon he locked his eyes on Yang Caiwei.

Taru's eyelids didn't even twitch, as if Ye Yun's words were ridiculous.

Seeing that he remained silent, Ye Yun became more certain of his guess and asked coldly, "What benefit did Yang Caiwei give you? Why do you believe her so much?"

Tarrou frowned unconsciously when he heard this, and then sneered, "Are you worried that Wan Shufang will leave with me?"

Ye Yun was so angry that he laughed: "If I had this worry, I wouldn't ask about Yang Caiwei in front of you."

Tarrou looked grim at this.

"Can you two please stop ignoring me?" Wan Shufang glanced at the two of them and snorted unhappily, "I am a living person right in front of you, and the decision you are about to make is related to me. It's too self-righteous of you to ignore me like this."