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

Tarrou suddenly felt a chill on his back. When he looked up, he saw that Wan Shufang's whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of icy coldness, which made him shudder with fear.

"Can a prisoner make decisions?" Tarrou asked deliberately, gritting his teeth to calm himself.

Wan Shufang frowned and raised her chin slightly, saying, "I am indeed a prisoner in your eyes, but this is about my whereabouts, how can I let you control me?"

Tarrou was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said to the Eighth Prince, "I thought you had her under control, but I didn't expect that she could be your master in front of me. Eighth Prince, are you really the son of Concubine De? Why do I feel that you are not even as good as the children of ordinary noble families?"

The eighth prince's expression changed slightly.

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Ye Yun was worried that he would say something without thinking and completely offend Taru. Just as he was about to speak, Wan Shufang suddenly laughed.

Her laughter was cheerful and light, as if she was amused by Tarrou's words.

Ye Yun quickly pulled himself together and said with a smile, "Chief Taru, the general's wife is not a prisoner. She is a guest of my prince, so your request is too absurd. My prince and I will not agree to it."

Tarrou smiled coldly. "Guests? That's what you get for lying to me."

The Eighth Prince was about to lose his temper when he heard his tough tone. Xia Feng, who had set out a little late, appeared in front of everyone at this moment and said in surprise, "Why are you guys so aggressive?"

Seeing her coming, the Eighth Prince raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Taru does not intend to cooperate with me, he just wants immortality."

Xia Feng was so angry that she couldn't help laughing: "Legends about immortality are just a lie. Anyone who believes in it is a fool."

Tarrou's face darkened: "Xia Feng, after all these years, how come you still can't produce ivory?"

"Do you know each other?" The Eighth Prince was surprised.

Wan Shufang felt that he was talking nonsense and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "What is the relationship between the Miao and Baiyi peoples? Didn't you find out clearly?"

The Eighth Prince said in a calm tone: "Xia Feng is much younger than Taru. I thought that one is the clan leader and the other is an ordinary Gu clan member, so there would be no intersection between them."

Wan Shufang was very upset, but Taru, who was plotting against her, was still beside her. She really had no time to sort out the Eighth Prince's thoughts. She stared at Taru with a calm face, her voice calm and a little cold.

"What's the grudge between you and Xia Feng? You can settle it privately. Now we have to focus on our business."

Taru looked at her carefully to make sure she was serious. Then he looked at the Eighth Prince and saw that he seemed to be hesitant to speak. After a moment he swallowed his words back. He then believed that Wan Shufang was not a prisoner.

"It turns out that my guess was wrong." Tarrou sneered in his heart, but on the surface he was gentle. "But it's not too late to know now. After all, I didn't expect the Eighth Prince to bring you here."

Wan Shufang heard his tone was wrong and her expression turned colder: "Since you know my identity, then you should know the relationship between me and the Eighth Prince."

"Besides, even if you didn't know this, when the Eighth Prince's men found you, I don't believe you didn't ask about anything related to him."

Tarrou stared at Wan Shufang intently. Seeing the pride between her brows, he smiled calmly and said, "I thought that a woman like you would not have a good ending if you fell into the hands of the Eighth Prince, but I didn't expect that you could make the Eighth Prince treat you as a guest."

Wan Shufang frowned slightly and said gently: "Given your status, you shouldn't look down on me, unless you have other purposes."

She said this with such certainty that Tarrou sneered: "I did have a purpose. I wanted to test your ability. Fortunately, the result was not unexpected."

After hearing this, Wan Shufang was confused about Tarrou's plan and felt complicated, but she remained calm.

Xia Feng couldn't bear what Taru said, so she stepped forward and stood in front of Wan Shufang, staring coldly at Taru.

"Yang Caiwei is still watching you in Wuling Mountain. You risked your life to come to see the Eighth Prince this time. I never thought that you would not seize the opportunity to reach an agreement with the Eighth Prince, but instead targeted Wan Shufang."

"Tarru, tell me the truth, is it because Yang Caiwei needs Wan Shufang that you fooled the Eighth Prince with your words and made him subconsciously bring Wan Shufang here?"

When Xia Feng mentioned this guess, she quickly glanced at Wan Shufang.

Seeing her frowning slightly, as if she was thinking about what she said, Xia Feng continued: "I admit that the interests behind Wan Shufang are greater than those of the Eighth Prince, but the Eighth Prince is here now. If you abandon him and choose Wan Shufang, then today you..."

Taru couldn't listen to her words at all, and snorted coldly, "Xia Feng, why was the Gu tribe destroyed? Have you found out? You haven't even sorted out the family hatred, and you want to get involved in my affairs. It's a bit self-righteous."

The more he spoke, the faster his voice became, as if he was almost disgusted with Xia Feng.

"Do you know who harmed the Gu tribe?" Xia Feng didn't expect to hear such words from Taru. She hated him so much in her heart, but she tried her best to control her expression on her face so that others would not look down on her.

"It's been five years," Tarrou said, deliberately lengthening the ending. "Why haven't you found out the truth yet?"

Xia Feng's eyes gradually turned red when she heard these ironic words, "Taru, you are looking for death."

After saying this with murderous intent, Xia Feng was about to poison Taru.

Tarrou seemed to have guessed her intention and quickly stepped back. Then he held a green gourd in his hand and said, "Are you sure you want to fight me now?"

Xia Feng heard his cold tone and his extremely tense body. She hated him to death in her heart, but she said calmly: "I just want you to know what to do and what not to do."

Tarrou's expression was extremely cold. "What do I need? I know it in my heart. Why do I need you to remind me?"

As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at Xia Feng subtly. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes: "It is possible that Yang Caiwei lied to me, but the benefits she gave me are enough for me to ignore this."

"If you want me to fight her, then come up with something better. Don't say specious things here, disturbing my mind and wasting my time."

He finished his words without any hesitation, and then set his eyes on Wan Shufang, "What do you want in exchange for coming with me?"

Wan Shufang couldn't help but roll her eyes at him when she heard this: "You haven't even offered me any benefits that would interest me."

"Aren't you Chen Changli's wife?" When Tarrou heard the word "benefits", his expression turned slightly cold.

Wan Shufang sneered, "I am indeed his wife, but who doesn't know the situation we are in right now? You know this but you still ask me this question. Do you want to kidnap me? Or do you really think that the Eighth Prince can help you convince me?"