Xu Wencai pointed towards the direction where the white robe left: "In the end, it still needs Mr. Chen to say so."
"Are you talking about my father?"
Chen Duhe pondered strenuously: "If he doesn't choose me, who else could he choose?!"
"That can't be certain."
Xu Wencai raised his eyebrows, speaking with concern: "After all, the lord doesn't only have one wife, and naturally you won't be the only son in the future. It's really uncertain who will be chosen as the Crown Prince!"
"Then, then tell me quickly!"
Chen Duhe was anxious, gritting his teeth: "How can my father be convinced to choose me?"
"First of all, you must not defy the lord's teachings for you."
Xu Wencai said: "Secondly, since ancient times, people have always favored benevolent and virtuous individuals to be the Crown Prince, so you need to learn to be...
After a session of preaching.
