The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Chapter 1457 - 1456: Only a Kiss Will Awaken Her

"Brother Wu, he still doesn't know about the prophecy?"Wang Lin was a bit incredulous; the thousand-year prophecy was such a big deal, and Tang Rao was involved, yet he himself hadn't heard about it. It was quite amusing.

"I haven't brought him to meet you yet, and it's of no use to tell him prematurely. Besides, the kid's grown up; if I tell him too early, and he hits a rebellious phase, the more the elders say, the less he's likely to listen. What would I do then?"

Others might struggle with giving up halfway, but Tang Rao is smoother at it than anyone else.

"Master, what exactly is the prophecy, what's it about?"

Tang Rao doesn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark and manipulated.

"Since you've been asking persistently, I'll tell you."

Wu Suowei thought he could keep it from Tang Rao for as long as possible, but now that he saw Wang Lin, he couldn't cover it up any longer.

It was a bit awkward; Wu Suowei, usually thicker-skinned than others, found himself stammering, unsure of how to start.

"Actually, I vaguely mentioned it to you before, and you immediately rejected it. After that, how could I dare bring it up again?"

Tang Rao, being so clever, immediately realized what Wu Suowei was referring to.

"You mean me marrying the Island Master's daughter?"

Tang Rao was skeptical. What does that have to do with the darned thousand-year prophecy?

A thousand years ago, which great prophet could predict that the one arriving in the Divine Realm would be Tang Rao, or that Wang Lin would definitely have a daughter?

If there truly was such a great prophet, why didn't he predict right away that Tang Rao would be the successful one among the sixty candidates?

If it could have been predicted in advance, Tang Rao would've directly ascended to the position of the main god without needing to struggle and teeter on the edge of life and death.

If the prophet was so amazing, shouldn't these things have been said beforehand?

"To be honest, it's not just about marrying her, but also about awakening your future wife."

Awaken my future wife?

The more Tang Rao listened, the more he felt Wu Suowei was playing a century-old joke on them.

"So, you're telling me to marry a woman who's in a coma?"

What happened to being beautiful as a flower, or gorgeous as a Heavenly Immortal? It was all a trick on Tang Rao?

His future wife is a comatose woman, and he doesn't know if she's good or bad, or whether she has all her limbs?

No, wondering about her limbs functioning was Tang Rao's optimistic thinking; if he thought more negatively, he might scare himself to death.

"Tang Rao, this is your responsibility. As a man and as the future Savior, you need to shoulder this responsibility."

Wu Suowei was very concerned about this matter; otherwise, he wouldn't speak to Tang Rao in such a serious tone.

"I will bear it, but my shoulders are only so wide. Master, you understand what I mean, right? If I can handle a responsibility, I'll take it; if I can't, even if you kill me, I don't have the capability."

Tang Rao's meaning was clear to his master. If she's attractive, no burden is too heavy; if she's not, no matter how light, Tang Rao's shoulders can't handle it. That's basically what he was saying.

"Brother Wang, why not take Tang Rao to see her first? Time is pressing; we've spent years on tenterhooks. Don't you want to know the truth sooner?"

Wang Lin certainly wanted to know the truth of the past, but since you're persuading Tang Rao, it's not like you two have made a decision; how can I interrupt?

"That's fine. If you're not rushing, I'll take you to see the child now."

Wang Lin didn't take Tang Rao's words to heart. Looking at Tang Rao, he didn't seem like someone with bad intentions. Wang Lin hoped Tang Rao was indeed the right person for his daughter.

Tang Rao was brought into an antique-style boudoir.

He's seen many women's boudoirs, each with different styles. Only upon entering this room did Tang Rao feel his heartbeat slow; he didn't dare breathe too hard.

"This is my daughter's boudoir, Brother Wu, please come in."

Walking from the front hall to the room, Tang Rao observed the terrain and people along the way, noting the life habits at the Island Master's House. Although irrelevant to Wang Lin's daughter, observing people was always Tang Rao's interest and hobby. Calling it a bad habit is fair; it's still passable.

Tang Rao nonchalantly lifted the curtain and stepped beside the similarly antique bed. The gauze curtain was down, and through it, Tang Rao couldn't discern the woman's appearance within. It felt as if his heart was being playfully tugged.

"Island Master Wang, if we're here to save someone, why seal the bed with a curtain? Is there something unsavory behind it?"

"Tang Rao, don't be rude!"

Tang Rao was just asking casually, was there a need to be that harsh?

They couldn't see the person inside; shouldn't they consider Tang Rao's feelings? He was quite helpless.

"Brother Wu, Tang Rao makes sense. Since he's been invited, seeing my daughter is also fine."

Saying this, Wang Lin signaled to the maids serving his daughter. Two maids, one on the left and one on the right, slowly drew back the curtain.

The room was well-lit, and Tang Rao had excellent eyesight. The woman on the bed had skin smooth as cream, almost like porcelain, covered by the finest silk quilt, breathing slowly and steadily.

Unfortunately, she lacked some complexion; her lips were paler than Snow White's, invoking pity upon sight.

"Tang Rao, this is my daughter Wang Han, who suddenly fell into a deep sleep many years ago. We've tried countless ways, until the prophet appeared, telling us she has a heart ailment that needs a heart remedy. He said, unless my daughter meets her perfect match in this life, waking up would be impossible."

Thinking of the prophet's words, Wang Lin still felt a chill; he even suspected the prophet might be a fraud, speaking nonsense in front of him. At this point, as long as Wang Han wakes up, Wang Lin was ready to believe anything.

Wang Lin even believed the statement that meeting her match would wake her up.

"She's met her match, so why hasn't she awakened yet?"

Tang Rao innocently looked at Wang Lin, using his eyes to express, "See, this is all your own observation, right? It doesn't make any sense, her match is here, but she's still not back."

One could blame the person on the bed for being uncooperative; whether she wakes up isn't just about holding out with a breath.

"I hadn't finished earlier."

Wang Lin rubbed his hands together, starting to feel embarrassed.

"You need to kiss my daughter."

A kiss for such a beautiful person?

How could Tang Rao have the nerve?

Looking at the delicious-looking beauty on the bed, Tang Rao could hardly contain himself.