3872: A Thousand-Year-Old Woman

A Thousand-Year-Old Woman

The eldest prince came out first.2

Seeing Feng Wu cultivating in the stone room, he went up to her in a hurry. He was excited, but he didn't dare to disturb her, so he had to walk around her in circles. Feng Wu almost felt dizzy from his running around. She smiled wryly and asked, "What are you getting at?"

Turning around, the prince saw that Feng Wu had opened her eyes. He ran to her side and sat down in front of her, looking very excited.

"I've met the Patriarch!" The prince was excited.

Feng Wu rolled her eyes. Was that supposed to be an impossible task?

The prince said, "It's so hard to meet him. Look, even my father found it very difficult. If you hadn't spoken up for him, he probably wouldn't have been able to meet the Patriarch this time. As for us princes and princesses… Before, only Raoxi had spent time with him alone, and I only watched from afar.

"But this time, I'm sitting right opposite the Patriarch and only a meter away from him!" The prince was thrilled. "Do you know how excited I am now? No words can describe my feeling!"

He suddenly turned serious. "Xiao Wu, thank you. Thank you so much…"

Tears welled up in the prince's eyes as he spoke, and he sounded a little choked up, but more than that, he sounded aggrieved.

Feng Wu looked at him in resignation. "What's there to cry about? You're a grown man…"

Wiping away his tears, the prince said excitedly, "The Patriarch patted me on the shoulder and said that he had faith in me. He said that he had faith in me. Xiao Wu, what did that mean?"

Xiao Wu looked at him in resignation. "What do you think?"

There was a hopeful look in the prince's eyes. "Do you think he thinks I'm better than Raoxi?"

Feng Wu said, "Of course."

The prince asked, "So, I'm more likely to win than Raoxi now?"

Feng Wu said, "That's an understatement."

As long as the Patriarch was around, the prince would definitely become the heir to the throne.

That was what the prince wanted to hear.

"Thank you! Xiao Wu, thank you!" The prince grabbed Feng Wu's hand and couldn't hide his excitement.

Feng Wu waved him off. "Don't worry about it. It's not a big deal."

However, the prince wiped away his tears and said seriously, "One word from you is enough to change my life."

Seeing the serious look on the crown prince's face, Feng Wu became more serious as well. She said indifferently, "Actually, you'll still be the future heir to the throne if I don't speak up for you in front of your Patriarch. After all, you've seen it yourself. Raoxi has been putting on an act this whole time, and your Patriarch isn't behind her."

However, the prince shook his head and said, "It's not the same. She has been using the Patriarch's fame for so many years, and it has always worked because no one else can get in touch with the Patriarch. If you hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't know anything, and neither would my father."

Feng Wu agreed with him.

"You owe me one, then. I'll ask you to help me in return when I want it," Feng Wu said casually.

"Alright!" The prince said generously.

He had no idea what that favor would be.

"By the way, are you really…" The prince looked at Feng Wu in amazement. "Are you really the Patriarch's junior sister?"

Feng Wu asked, "Did your father tell you that?"

The prince said, "Father also said that you must be a thousand-year-old woman…"

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